Pretend You Have Instant Karma

 Who knows you better?

Me.

No. You don't know yourself at all. I'm here, lurking, it's useless you trying to run.

My salty kiss brings lot's of salty tears, copious amounts actually.

Tears aside, which I don't like but can handle, how do we flush out Dr Jimmy?

All his roads lead to Burgerking.

Seriously?

Yes, I imagine. He's cheap. I think.

Okay..

So every burger joint in NYC?

I don't see why not. Did you stake out his girlfriend's place? She may know something?

Not yet. I'll speak to someone from the division.

He'll be in disguise.

As what?

An angel, disguising the demon.

We need you for that. You have the intuitions that we lack.  You can disguise your appearance, but not your gait. 

He walks weird?

Yes, he has an old injury, you didn't notice?

Not particularly.

But we need his DNA.

That's why we need to find him in his fast food joint, take his cup.

I am thinking that due to his paranoia he will never leave anything behind, make sure he's cleaned up after himself.

We can get inside his house, steal his toothbrush? But undoubtedly he sterilizes everything after he's used it.

We need some sort evidence before we can pounce.

Supposing there is none? Like if there was no DNA left at the crime scene?

There was trace evidence left behind, a rare blood type.

I've got a rare blood type!

Well unless you are the killer, it isn't yours.

He's getting old, time is running out.

Do you suppose he kept any souvenir's from his crimes?

Who knows? possibly.

Such as?

I don't know. An item from the house, jewellery, I have no idea.

What were his motives? I don't see a motive!

As before. Greed. Hatred. Fear.

The girl with the baby buried beneath the derelict building? But the couple in Queen's? Old and defenceless! I can't see the motive.

We need to try and locate the area the baby was hidden, find out if he was in the vicinity during that period.

But first we need to locate him.

What about the local bars?

Possible, he drinks to kill the demons which in turn actually awaken them.

Every bar in New York, it's not realistic. 

I have an idea.

Oh... What's a girl like you doing in a place like this?

Waiting for someone to airlift me out. I hate it here. I hate all of this shit actually.

Karma. There's always karma.

Yes, it knows your address, it's like a postman. It knows where you live. You don't know when it will come, but it will come.