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[i][b]“We couldn't understand because we were too far... and could not remember because we were traveling in the night of first ages, those ages that had gone, leaving hardly a sign... and no memories.”[/b][/i]
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[h2]Munich, Saturday 3 November 1923:[/h2]

The blood trail was fruitless.  It led deeper into the cemetery and stopped.

The stakeout was fruitless.  Whomever or whatever was stalking the streets of Munich had the sense to keep away from the place of the brutal killing and the people watching for its' approach.  Perhaps it had some sense they were there.  Perhaps it was simply chance.  It was impossible to tell.

The next day dawned, gloomy and overcast and bitterly cold.

Nicola had gone to see the police the night before and the next morning an officer did appear shortly before Temple, "Another dog attack," he concluded, "How terribly tragic."

He was not in the least bit interested in the clues that Masako had uncovered to suggest the attacker was human.  This was, as far as he was concerned, the work of dogs and nothing would dissuade him from this course.  There simply was not the time to deal with the case and the dogs were too convenient an excuse.

Temple did not look encouraged by the response, eyeing the man as he left the scene before turning back to the others, "So the body has not been moved?" he queried as he lit a cigarette, taking a long drag before adding, "Tragic... though perhaps we can prevent any more deaths.  Does anyone have the expertise to spot if there are any patterns in the reported victims?  The Watch has some contacts with the police and you should not encounter any problems with accessing their case files.  If we can find a pattern perhaps we can get an inkling as to where, and when, the next attack is likely to be and any outying murders that do not fit the pattern could also tell us something."