Olliston looked at his list and bellowed by putting his head inside PCO, "I said all we need are some recent numbers. Are we supposed to make a phone diary of what you're noting?"

"What if he had called ten or twenty people?"

"He is a mute. I will be surprised if he had called any one of them." Jon told the person who stopped the pen, "Good, now step off the body's arm."

The cop stepped out of the corpse and handed him the list but didn’t look on it and asked another cop who had been given power to collect data about Dormer's personal life, "Have you got any useful information?"

"Ah…he's a hobo. This man doesn’t even have a citizenship. Don’t know from where he had come wandering to here." He shrugged at Olliston.

"Hobo and prostitutes' deaths are the same. Even laws don’t give a damn about them. Mainly these gypsies. What can make anyone kill such people?" Olliston spoke to him.

"They've got no money, no home and nothing. This man didn’t even have his goddamn voice. I've noted where he had been living since last two years. Joel Dormer lived inside an abandoned house near River Markeenz."

"And he's found dead in Eckenenstam Johnson Road? Isn't this quiet amusing?"

"Mutes don’t use phones, let alone phone booth. Maybe he was walking in road here and some dogs came here trying to rip him apart. And it is possible he hid inside this phone booth for his safety."

Olliston looked around the fresh dog droppings around there. Olliston couldn’t stop himself from being convinced. Even the cops had encountered with many vicious dogs around the place.

"Maybe he hid there to save himself from canines and claws. And maybe he was walking in night by doing nothing but it doesn’t mean he can die just by sitting in here." Olliston said to them.

Another cop squeezed way in through the crowd and crossed the crime scene tape.

"Sir, I guess we've found someone whom we should be listening carefully." He whispered in Olliston's ear, "He claims to have seen something before Dormer had walked out of his house."

"Bring him in. If required then we will have to take him to Tacoma. But don’t tell him he may be heading to Tacoma. He may panic and can ruin everything." He said then the cop disappeared back inside the crowd. Olliston then looked down at the phone numbers list.

The first numbers he saw on the top was 666.