The Guidance

I clench my fists, my patience wearing thin. "Enough with the cryptic remarks, Bundy. Just say what you want to say."

Bundy's voice takes on a tone of mock hurt. "Oh, you're no fun today. And here I thought we had such a good rapport."

"Bundy," I growl warningly.

"Fine, fine," he relents. "If you insist on being so dreadfully serious. I found it strange that Lee's DNA was discovered only in the evidence collected and stored by the police."

I frown, flipping through the file. "What's wrong with that? The police collect evidence all the time."

"True," Bundy drawls. "But don't you find it odd that it's only in their evidence? Not in any other samples?"

I'm about to dismiss his comment when something in the file catches my eye. My heart starts to race as I read through the details more carefully.

"Lee Chunsik," I mutter, "confessed to 16 murders and 9 rapes. But... his DNA was only found in 5 cases, not including my parents'."