Sheriff Jimmy was on his desk with his black boots on his desk while sipping coffee and looking over images of mutilated animals, crime scenes and profiles. He sighed then rubbed his face. He can handle everything else but animal mutilation and butchery just wasnt one of them. He then heard a knock on the door, he didn't look up at the person yet but he responded.

"Why yes, how may I help you?"

He continues to shuffle through folders with an uninterested look.