Chapter 57 - Then There Were Two

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"Two killers, well I hate to say it, but that makes sense." Karla their main computer tech researcher pitched in again.

"As for Jolene's connections..." Karla started and set up her tablet to send a visual to the white screened wall for everyone to see clearly.

"There is a huge list of wedding websites. We got a list containing the word dragonfly since Jolene sent herself the copy of her boyfriend Ryan's letter that was signed Dragonfly Princess. We also tagged the jewelry dragonfly pin that was mentioned in the e-mail. The pin was found on Jolene which somehow was transported from either Ryan or the girl he was meeting with. That is the identity we are looking for. Princess would have been too broad to search, and dragonflies are more popular for spring weddings coming up. We had to be specific." She said swiping her tablet to send the copy onto the screen through electronic connections.

"According to the sites Jolene visited, her wedding date was at the end of spring and garden was her theme according to her planning lists on her multiple sites searches on her computer, and receipts she purchased from online." Karla continued with more swipes layering each other as if she were stacking them one on top of the other.

"We were able to narrow it down to five addresses when we added the word Princess in our search. We compared this list to the list of nine that Jolene favored and was active on.  Three of them were on her list. Dragonfly Delights, Glorious Garden Designs, and Dragonfly Designs." Karla finished covering the screen with the three websites next to each other. She looked up to make sure everyone was moving along with her.

"Ryan's name is also listed on the registry of each of the web sites with an address that sent any snail mail from the site to Jolene's house. We are still searching for conversations or comments specifically that would give any leads." Freddy, the computer tech said to finish for Karla who was nodding.

"Her wedding is almost six months away. Her babies would be over a month old by then." Karla said.

"We need to find out if Ryan knew she was pregnant or not." Chief responded.

"Maybe she wanted to move the date closer and he panicked." Kyle suggested.

Karla confirmed that the last calls to Jolene were from Ryan and her mother.

"We've tried to call his number, but he isn't answering his phone. He must have it turned off because we can't get cell tower identification after Jolene's death. Jolene's number was the last one he called before shutting his phone off. That information came from the parking lot of the Club Magician."

"Were there any other strange messages, apart from family, that sounds ominous or threatening?" Chief Williams asked.

"Well we didn't find any e-mails or notes from Ryan, but we have found an anonymous stalker in Jolene's email. It is the only strange thing we found so far, but we are still working through the lists of communications on her computer. She never erased her mail, so we are going back six months." Karla quickly started swiping around documents on her pad then swiped it up to the screen with a jerk of her finger.

"The stalker is something interesting. We found several emails that started off friendly about four months ago. In the beginning, he was playing games with her. For three months he started to get more mysterious. Jolene was replying to them at first but only sent out a few more responses a month before her death. I don't think she knew who he was at first. The e-mails sounded like he was stalking her. He knew what she was doing and at all times." Karla explained showing different e-mail bodies of letters.

"After three months he told her he loved her and revealed himself. Then starting three weeks prior to her death, he sent messages to her trying to convince her not to marry the wrong man. The last few notes warned her not to avoid his warnings. He tried to tell her that what she was thinking of doing, he considered was the wrong way. She stopped responding all together a week before her death. He had stopped writing as well."

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