Prey for us sinners.

So...Molly Murphy also encountered some of the seven deadly sins. After my call last Saturday night, she had a security team sweep her "palace" in San Diego. She owns an apartment building, reserving the penthouse suite and the four floors beneath for herself. It's almost impossible to get to these areas without the ability to scale walls or the power of flight.

Thus, Pride was found on top of the elevator car. How does one create a body to represent pride? By covering it, not in clothes, but copies of certificates and pictures, all of which denoted Molly's various accomplishments. The virtuous certificates received from the community for her generous donations to such things as hospitals and charities, pictures of her accepting awards during late night galas, and a Xerox copy of the title on the building she resides in.

She could not fathom the meaning of this corpse until I explained it. "You can pretend to be proud of the façade you put on for others; we know who and what you are."

Sloth was found in the basement. Molly's day-runner, David, was found garbed in the clothes of an Egyptian slave, wearing shackles on his wrists and ankles. Because those precious drops of vampyre blood make him a bit harder to kill, his heart had been removed. The message: "Here is your servant, who does your bidding when you are too lazy to do so yourself."

Gluttony seemed obvious to us, until our investigative team did an autopsy. With all the symbolism thrown at us thus far, the overweight woman, discovered in the boiler room of her building, seemed too obvious. Once stripped, our medical examiner found the woman's belly had been cut open post mortem, and a bladder of sheep's skin was used to replace her stomach. After this bladder was carefully removed and examined, it was cut open. It was filled with twenty-dollar bills and blood from multiple sources - dogs, cats, rats, humans. Written on all of the bills were the words, "Wrath is coming."

Forensics is not my game. Mine is communication, and the symbolism in these gruesome messages was more than apparent to me. I was given the "honor" of viewing one of these bills, and the writing resembled that of a child's. Unless the mythical Damien had arrived from The Exorcist, I honesty doubted the killer was a youth of any kid. But since I handle money in such large amounts on a regular basis, I immediately noticed something others had not.

American money has the seal from the Department of the Treasury, dated 1789 (the DOT was founded 2 September 1789). The seal's coat of arms depicts balancing scales, said to represent justice, a key, meant to be a symbol of official authority, and a chevron with 13 stars for the original States. The money inside Gluttony - a total of $12,000 - was counterfeit. The scales were off-balance, and there was a lock in place of the key. And there was something odd about the lock...

While I slept, the DOT took measures to make counterfeiting more difficult. One such measure was the printing of numbers using ink that changes colors when altering the angle of the bill. I've noticed it on twenty and hundred dollar bills. When looking directly at it, the numbers printed in the lower right corner appear green. If one starts to alter the angle, the numbers turn black.

Once cleaned, the funny money in Gluttony's stomach cavity showed to have something similar on that DOT seal's lock. It would appear gold at first, but turn black.

It wasn't until Wednesday night that we would learn more about the Black and Gold Security Firm.