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CHAPTER ONE
Anita Ryan smiled to herself as she heard a car coming down the deserted road and start to slow down. She subtly hiked her skirt up an inch or two, showing off more of her thighs. It had been a long night and so far she had only turned a couple of cheap tricks. She needed at least 100 dollars more to be able to pay her rent for next month. She glanced over her shoulder and kept walking, her hips having more of a sexy sway to them. The car following her was a brand new cherry red Corvette. She knew she was definitely going to be able to get more than 100 bucks from this John.
"Hey sweetheart it's getting cold out why don't you hop in and I'll give you a ride to where ever you're going." The man inside the car said pulling over.
"My mother told me never to except rides from strangers." She flirted.
"Well this," he pulled out four crisp 100 dollar bills from his pocket, "says I'm not a stranger.
Anita looked up and down the road and then back to the car. There was no way in hell she was going to pass up an opportunity like this one. She wrapped her fake fur coat around her skinny body a little tighter and walked over to his car hopping in. The Corvette peeled out away from the curb and sped off down the road nearly side swiping another parked car.
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Anita Ryan's body was found the following morning in an ice machine outside of a motel. Her throat was slashed from ear to ear and a large piece of skin was missing from her lower left leg. The cut was shaped like a puzzle piece.
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"No wonder this kid doesn't have a girlfriend." Morgan said to Prentiss as he passed by Reid, who was pouring over the obituaries, to his desk.
Prentiss tried her best to stifle a laugh and looked sympathetically at Reid. "Hey don't make fun of him. I don't see you with a girlfriend which makes me wonder because…look at you."
Morgan flashed her a toothy grin and sat down at his desk taking a sip from his cup of coffee. "Hey I get all I need from baby girl."
Prentiss just laughed and shook her head. "When are you two going to quit with the flirting already and move to the next level?" She asked.
"Give it time. So what did you do last night?" Morgan asked her changing the subject.
Emily took a sip of coffee and cleared her throat. "Nothing too exciting. I just watched a movie and fell asleep early." She lied. It wasn't like she could tell him that Hotch, their boss, came over and they engaged in things that would be considered illegal in most states.
"Ah-hah!" Reid shouted making both Prentiss and Morgan jump.
"What you found your social life?" Morgan joked.
"Anita Ryan." Reid said pointing at the name in the obituaries.
"Was she someone you knew?" Prentiss asked.
"She's the third prostitute to have been murdered in the D.C. area in the last two months. Ladies and gentlemen I believe we have a serial killer on our hands."