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Frank Cotolo
February 27, 2026 |
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Nick Cretin, P.I.E. (Private Investigator Extraordinaire) was up to his neck trying to find a new
kind of killer. This was a murderer tagging his victim with sets of specific numbers.
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"The numbers must be clues," Nick said to his landlady.
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"Speaking of numbers, she said, "you owe two hundred for the rent."
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"How can you be so insensitive?" Nick said. "Innocent people are being slain by a sadistic criminal
tagging victims with numbers. I'll pay you next week."
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Nick studied police photos of the victims. Each body found had a tag around the neck with numbers
on it . Nick read one tag: 678. Then another: 20349875. They another: 5724. He was suddenly sure
about them.
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"They're not scores. They're numbers meant to throw us off," Nick told the police detective. "The
murderer thinks we'll try to find a pattern or a code or a clue in random numbers."
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"You mean the murderer wants us to concentrate on the tag numbers as if they will reveal the
identity of the killer?"
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"Isn't that what I just said? Yes. The numbers are random."
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"Then we better call him The Random Number Killer."
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"Brilliant, detective. Call the press."
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