Chad took a seat in the chair. It was more comfortable than the chairs at the precinct, but not as accommodating as his own desk chair at home. He nodded. "One of the other officers and I plotted out the addresses of the victims. We found an area suggesting they've been targeted. Premeditated. Planned."
Those two qualities alone caused him to have chills. He didn't like the idea in the least bit. Plus it pointed even more to the notes of a serial.