While
a
couple
of
detectives
remained
on
the
case,
the
Zodiac
wouldn’t
write
to
the
Chronicle again
until
Jan.
30,
1974,
when
he
promised, “if
I
do
not
see
this
note
in
your
paper,
I
will
do
something
nasty,
which
you
know
I’m
capable
of
doing.”
The
slightest
chance
that
any
message
would
hold
a
clue
as
to
his
identity
or
whereabouts
proved
too
alluring
to
ignore,
but
his
sign-off—”Me-37
SFPD-0″
was
also
a
chilling
reminder
that
they
didn’t really know
that
he
hadn’t
killed
dozens
of
people.
By
1976,
the
bowtie-and-suspenders-wearing
Dave
Toschi,
who
came
onboard
the
investigation
when
Stine
was
killed,
remained
the
only
San
Francisco
detective
still
technically
on
the
case—but
was
removed
in
1978
when
he
admitted
to
sending
a
few
letters
to
newspapers
using
a
fake
name
to
praise
his
work.
He
admitted
it
was “a
foolish
thing
to
do.”
(He
denied
ever
writing
a
letter
claiming
to
be
from
the
Zodiac.)
On
April
24,
1978,
a
letter
to
the Chronicle
stated, “This
is
the
Zodiac
speaking
I
am
back
with
you…That
city
pig
toschi
is
good
–
but
I
am
smarter
and
better
he
will
get
tired
then
leave
me
alone.
I
am
waiting
for
a
good
movie
about
me.
who
will
play
me.
I
am
now
in
control
of
all
things.”
Toschi
died
in
2018
at
86.
He
acknowledged
to
the LA
Times
at
one
point, “Looking
back,
I
feel
mostly
frustration.
That
case
took
so
much
out
of
me.”
And
like
Graysmith,
he
thought
Allen
was
their
man.
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