Red John's diary
The beginning of that story explores some possibilities for filling the blanks in the Red John case, as I did before. But I happened to imagine a way to use that diary to solve our current predicament and bring Jane and Lisbon together. English is not my mother tongue, please excuse the errors.
Lisbon entered into the mental hospital and shivered slightly. To be here reminded her of Jane's past ordeal, and how close he had been to end up in a place like this permanently. The opppressive feeling was all the more unavoidable as she had come to see another of Red John's victims.
She gave her name at the entrance desk, and a nurse led her through some stairs and corridors to a white door. She knocked slightly, then entered the room. As the woman sitting near the window slowly turned her face toward her, Lisbon suddenly felt an overwhelming pity. The confident young woman she had known, self-relient in spite of her handicap, had withered like a flower touched by frost.
"Rosalind, it's Teresa Lisbon. You've asked to see me ?"