Buck Schurman was excited when he burst into the office.

"The tech people did it! declared Schurman, waving a photograph around. We have a clear image of our second image."

"Let me see it! said Ivory as she excitedly snatched it from his hand.

Buck, I want you to go give the tech people a big kiss for me."

"I'll leave that to you," laughed Schurman.

Ivory's jaw nearly dropped to the floor when she saw who their suspect was.

"I can't believe it, said a stunned Ivory. I would have never suspected him."

"Who is it"? inquired Reynolds, who had just returned from his food run.

Ivory passed the photo to him. His reaction was the same as Ivory's as he looked at the snapshot.

"What can his motive be for killing his players"? asked Reynolds.

"I don't know, replied Ivory with a shrug. This case has been weird from the start."

"Do you want Buck and I to go pick him up"? asked Reynolds.

"Have they found a match for that stray fingerprint that was found in Romney's car"? asked Ivory.

Before anyone could answer the telephone rang. With a weary sigh Ivory picked it up.

"Hello, said Ivory. Uh Uh. Yeah. Okay. Thank you."

Reynolds and Schurman both notice the pale look that suddenly came over Ivory's face.