Chapter One – Louise's POV

I slammed the picture down on another airline company desk at the Canberra International Airport, and asked the same question I'd asked at all the other desks.

"Have you seen this man?" and I braced myself for another no.

"Yes he boarded our seven fifty-five flight to Perth"

PERTH! Now I'd all but lost him. The Superintendent, the Sergeant and the Leading Senior Constable were going to have my head when I got back to the station, for losing him again.

"Can you email this picture to you Perth branch and see if they can hold him for us, and I'll get in contact with the WA Police Force."

"So you're a fed?" she asked.

"Yes. I have to go, can you do it?"

"Of course."

"Thank you" I smiled.

I walked back into the station with my head held high; I didn't want a confrontation with Tate, Wilson and Fredric at the front desk in front of the public. The case reeled around in my head a thousand times, it was my cold case. It had haunted me since my days as a constable in the South Australian Police Force. This man Kayden Grahams had raped six women, murder two, attempted to murder another two and attempted to rape 4 others. I wanted him, arrested for two counts of murder, two counts of attempted murder, six counts of rape and four counts of attempted rape and imprisoned with two life sentences and no chance of parole, but he'd kept running before we – I – could apprehend him in South Australia and I've since been following him all over Australia. On one of my many interstate trips I'd met with the Australian Federal Police, who were impressed with how much dedication a constable was giving to what could easily become a cold case and offered me a job as an Agent and after taking some time to deliberate a decision, I decided to make the move to the Australian Federal Police. That was a year ago. I'd been a cop for two years in total. So a lot has happened to me in two years. Before I'd become a cop I was a law student and graduated with honours; but I knew being a cop was my calling. As I entered the back of the station where all the cases were solved, suspects interviewed and arrested. I braced myself for the wrath of Tate, if it hadn't come yet, it would come now.

"Agent Donohue, to my office now!"

I took a deep breath and headed towards Deputy Director Tate's office and tried to block out all the other detectives and officers watching me; they knew what has happened again, it had happened to many times now to count. So everyone knew. I pushed the door open slowly and looked into the eyes of my superiors. Deputy Director Lachlan Tate, Special Agent Allison Wilson and Agent Aaron Fredric. They didn't seem very happy.

"This is the fourth time you've lost him this year Louise" Tate began his use of my first name, at least let me know that he had some remorse for how much trouble I was having apprehending him.

"I know, and I need to call the WA police force and tell them he's heading in their direction so that they can arrest him and then we can prosecute him over there" I replied.

"Don't contact them let him go, we need him to think we've stopped tracking him" Wilson answered me.

"He'll do it again, he might even actually murder again. Especially if no one is watching him or tracking him," I retorted.

"He won't if he doesn't want to get caught. He's gotten out of your grasp; he'll change his motives,"

"Fine let my get back to my job so that I can contact the Jetstar Perth office and tell them not to hold him."

"Louise that isn't everything, the Jetstar person you talked to was an imposter we've been tracking her for months," Fredric told me.

"WHAT! You didn't bother to tell me, that you had an ongoing investigation at the Canberra airport."

"We didn't think it was connected to your case till today, and you had your radio and mobile off."

"For one my mobile is still missing in action, two my car radio is busted and you all knew this."

The three of them looked at each other and all sighed.

"We did know and we're sorry that we forgot," Tate apologised.

"Okay fine. Now are you either going to send me home to clear my head and come back fresh tomorrow or send me back to the airport to arrest the intruder and interrogate her about Grahams?"

"Well if we send you home you'll still go and make the arrest, so go make the arrest," Wilson admitted.

They were right I would still go, so it was easier if they just let me go.