Hey everyone, I've been on FF for a while but I've only written Without a Trace episodes. Recently when Eric Close was on Criminal Minds I tuned in and became slightly obsessed, watching every episode since season 1. (I'm on season 5 episode 3 now but I'm watching Lauren on Wednesday ;) ). So please be nice, I'm not used to writing Criminal Minds stories and I hope I do it justice! Thanks for reading!
Amy Bremner climbed out of car, slamming the door. Her black high heels clicked on the concrete as she made her way across the street to her apartment. Amy reached into her purse, searching for her keys. As she tore through her bag, her cell phone found it's way out of the bag and clattered to the ground.
"Damn it," Amy muttered, reaching down to pick it up.
Amy stood back up and shivered, her short dress not keeping her warm in the frigid weather. Hearing a noise, she spun around and found herself facing the butt of a gun.
"Say goodnight, bitch."
"Amy Bremner, age twenty-six, shot to death in front of her apartment," J.J. recited. "She worked as a prostitute. Her neighbor heard the shot and found her like this," J.J. said, handing Rossi a photo.
Rossi grimaced and passed the photo on.
"There have been four other murders reported this past month. All prostitutes under the age of thirty, all shot to death in front of their homes," J.J. continued.
"So the UNSUB sees them as dirty and wants to get rid of them?" Morgan hypothesized.
"All of their eyes are closed. That's a sign of remorse," Reid offered.
"Maybe he feels guilty after the killings?" Emily considered.
"Maybe. Hey guys, look at this. All of the gunshot wounds are directed upwards, like the victims are taller than our UNSUB," Reid pointed out.
"So we're talking about a midget who doesn't like big people?" Morgan joked.
Ignoring Morgan, Hotch turned to his team. "The plane is waiting, we should get going. Reid, keep working on the UNSUB's height theory. What about it might set him off? All of these women are of average height, five-four to five-six, he would have to be abnormally short."
"You got it," Reid responded.
"Prentiss, take a look at these with Reid, see if you can find any connections between these women based on the crime scene photos," Hotch said, passing Emily a pile of photographs.
Emily leafed through them briefly, they were all Caucasian with dark hair and eyes. "At least we know he's got a type," she remarked.
Morgan came up behind her, "Come on Prentiss, it's time to find the king of the Munchkins."
So? Ahh the suspense is killing me! Did I do a good job with the characters? What can I work on? Thanks for your reviews!