The Mystery of the Blotted Out Blogger -16-

Addison finally finished his thought, "What if this killer has nothing to do with blogs or MS? Like that crap of a car, maybe the killer is driving us in the wrong direction. Maybe the MS bloggers, all the bloggers are not the reason for the killer to have killed. Maybe, just maybe, they are all being framed. How did they strike you on that blog you started?"



Tina sat in a chair in front of Addy's desk. "They were all very nice, caring, seemed to want to take me under their wing. I read many of their blogs and some of them brought tears to my eyes. I never understood MS was so life altering. They never know what symptom they will have day to day and they worry about losing their jobs. One woman was deaf too, and her daughter had died, heavy duty stuff, but she still writes and has humor. I could never deal with all they go through."



"Well, what about that woman. Pretty full plate. Couldn't such stress lead them to strike out?"



"David, I really tried to get them to say they were full of rage or violent. I even commented to some lesbian about how she should turn to Jesus. What did she do? SHE went over to MY blog and made a really caring comment about what I had said about Bette being angry!"



"Who is Bette?"



"That was my blog name. It was the name of a cat I had when I was little. Anyway, you may be right. What if the murderer is just leading us into this blog world and all the dead bloggers are collateral damage? If that is true, our murder could be ANYBODY."



Taking a long sigh, Addison began chewing on an antique he kept on his desk--a pencil. "Yes and no. This person HAD to know all these bloggers and again the only place they all live are on that Diane's blog. Do we know SHE isn't using her cat's name?"



Laughing, Tina said, "I got pages of info on her from Swedish hospital, her soc, date of birth, all fits. Most of these bloggers also are on Face Book and THAT is loaded with personal identifying info. Kaleidoscope went through thousands of comments there and found nothing but talk of cooking, MS, trips, family, current events, nothing that screams murderer."



"Okay, what if I, or some guy who sells cars, just Googled this Diane, found her blog and started his murder spree on her peeps, and then he kills his real victim. It just seems so random," Addison said between chews.



"I would agree, except that it wasn't, random, if it were Muff would have found a ISP computer address trace on one that was different from the others. He didn't find that, only when she had readers from other countries, besides Canada, and they were few. To know where to find the victims, the murderer had to visit Diane's blog often. That narrowed it down to her links and blogs she commented on. David, the murderer is on her blog. Has left a comment on her blog. The answer is there, we just have to find it. But, you may be right about the motive. It may have nothing to do with MS." Tina ran her fingers through her long, blonde hair, that was HER stress reliever. Addison couldn't help noticing and his pencil dropped out of his mouth. God, she is so sexy. Should I bring up last night? Did it thrill her like it thrilled me?



He just dropped his pencil. He is so cute when I make him nervous. Should I bring up last night? Was I too aggressive? I didn't want it to end. Did it thrill him like it did me? He is so sexy.



At the same time they said each other's name aloud. Then, at the same time, "Yes?" Then at the same time they laughed. "T, I really loved I shouldn't have said love d last night. I wondered if you are free tonight? We could go to Anthony's on the waterfront. I mean, if you want. I mean,"



Tina stood and reached her finger to his lips, "I would love to," then she held her finger on his lips, lightly rubbing across them until he open his mouth just enough to take her soft index finger and mate it with his tongue. His body temperature was rising when Captain Herrad pushed the heavy office door open. Addison stood so fast that Tina was pushed backwards and almost fell.

"Am I interrupting anything of IMPORTANCE?" the captain shouted. They both shook their heads no.



"Well, that's too bad, I was hoping you had good news about the blog murderer! I want this man found, YESTERDAY. Lorraine Nixon just chewed me out, ever been chewed out in sign language?! A deaf friend of hers was just found murdered by a hit to the head and she had a blog AND MS AND WAS DEAF!" He gritted his teeth, "You find this monster and you work 24/7 until you do!" and as he turned he slammed the heavy door shouting, "And keep it zipped Addison or YOU will be driving to New Jersey in a '73 VW!"

Not such a bad car, Addison thought.

Jen, Hi, It's Lisa. Keep getting cut off cell. U OK?
Lisa, I'm OK. I saw a murder! I was scared and didn't report it.
Jen, Julie here, are they charging you?
Jul, no, let me go.
Did you see the person?
It was dark. But I saw a moving w/c.
Moving?
Fast. Like electric maybe.
There have been blogger murders all over.
In Canada even.
Yes.
I heard that too.
I know. Police think I saw the blogger murderer.
No!
Yes!
Oh, Jen. Be careful.
Did they see you?
Man or woman?
I don't think they saw me. I had been at a MS event tho.
M or F?
Couldn't tell.
Rob just came in. Have to go. Be careful, Jen.
Thanks I am scared.
Yes, be aware.
I will. I AM. XXOO
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