Meeting by Chance
Morgan sat on the edge of a desk looking at the makeshift board they'd put up. From it he could see Sarah Watson, Heather Chislett and Jessica Manning staring at him. All three were attractive girls he couldn't deny that. But that was about as far as the similarities went their ages, hair colour and even their facial structure differed some what from victim to victim. They worked for different companies and Heather lived all the way across town he found it had to believe that they could share a hang out spot of something.
"You alright?" A light hand on his arm brought him out of his deliberation.
"Huh … what?"
"I said are you alright?" Prentiss said with a hit of amusement in her voice.
"Yeah just going over the case in my head." His gaze fell back on the board.
"Here thought you could do with this" Prentiss said handing him a cup of coffee. She gave him a brief smile before turning to face the board. He like her smile it never seemed forced, and he couldn't help but smile back as he watched her study the board. He frowned as his phone ringing broke the peaceful silence he was enjoying.
"Talk to me baby girl" He said answering his phone.
"How much do you love me right now?" Garcia replied in a suggestive tone.
"Depends on what you've got for me?" Morgan answered in an equal tone causing Prentiss to focus her attention on his conversation rather than the board.
"Well it turns out that Sarah Watson and Jessica Manning more than happening to live in the same neighbourhood. They also worked in the same building! Turns out the travel agency that Miss Watson worked for rents the top floor offices in a complex with Jessica's Firm having the lower three floors."
"I love you right now and Heather?"
"Still working on that my sweet Keep ya posted." And then she was gone Morgan couldn't help but laugh.
"We have a possible connection between Sarah and Jessica." He said filling Prentiss in.
"Really what?"
"Turns out their company's' share the same building." Morgan said as he stood and grabbed his jacket. He gestured for Prentiss to go first as he dialled Hotch on his phone. Things might be looking up after all.
000
He sulked down the corridor things were always tough the morning after losing a loved one. He could never concentrate every time he closed his eyes he could see her looking at him. It made for a very unwelcome distraction and one that might cause people to notice. He looked round the open plan office as he entered. Who was he kidding no one would notice if was distracted cause no one even noticed full stop. He scanned to room again looking for Mary she usually said hello or something. She was a sweet kid sure thou not what he was looking for but maybe he'd have to settle after all time was ticking.
000
Reid stood in Sarah Watson's sitting room taking in the scene and learning what he could about her. She liked oriental art from what he could tell. He guessed she'd visited Asia as well at some point from a picture he spotted on the mantelpiece. She kept the room tidy and organised nothing was out of place. In fact the more he looked the more he realised that something here was wrong. He looked back at the spot where she had led. She was positioned he'd known that but the couple of drops of blood that had been next to the body suggested that this was where she was murdered. It looked like they'd rolled down from her split lip which they guessed she'd received when she put up the fight. Not to mention the marks on her arms. Yet if there had been a fight here he would have expected at least one cushion to be out of place, but everything was perfect. Moving from his spot he made his way slowly towards the door ducking down every now and then to examine the room. Something that didn't go unnoticed by the rest of the people in there with him. Most of the cops moved out of his way giving him funny looks every now and then.
"What you got?" Hotch said as he crouched next to Reid by the entrance to the room.
"Nothing so far but don't you think this room is a little to neat and tidy seeing as a murder occurred here?" This made Hotchner turn back to view the room. Something had been off he'd known that.
"You think she was killed somewhere else?"
"No … not sure I don't think that the un-sub is likely to move them far."
"No your right he's an opportunist, he wouldn't move the body. He kills where we find them." Hotchner replied remembering the pictures of the other victims.
"Look!" Reid said pointing to the small pile of soil that lay under the table. Getting up he picked up the plant pot that was resting on top of the end table. "The dirt's been dislodged recently. This could suggest that the un-sub cleans up after himself." Reid noted with a faint smile. Hotchner looked around the room in search of Detective Sheppard he was hoping that they might be one step closer to putting a profile together.
000
He held the rose in his hands, one single stemmed red rose. It felt good to be getting back out there. Mary wasn't that bad and after all was relationships not meant to be all about compromise. She was a little younger than the others fresh out of school but age was just a number wasn't it. He wondered if she'd be at her desk it would be hard to leave it there without being seen. As he strode towards the open plan office a female giggle stopped him short. Turning round he looked in the direction where it had come the boss's office. It sounded so much like Mary it was scary because she wouldn't be… no he was married. Heading to the door he pushed it open a fraction. But he wasn't really prepared for what he saw. Mary was … she was all over him her shirt was off exposing her bra. She was having an affair with him. His heart started to beat uncontrollably his vision started to blur in shear anger. You didn't like her anyway.
"That's not the point he's married he can't he doing this and she knows he is!" She's nothing than a tramp sleeping her way to the top.
"But he's married he can't, shouldn't." He stammered in reply. Well then do something about it. That was all he needed trying to control his anger he pushed his way inside not waiting to cause to much awareness.
000
Crossing the street Morgan and Prentiss headed towards the offices where Sarah Watson and Jessica Manning worked.
"You want to take the travel agency or the law firm?" Morgan asked Prentiss as they stepped inside.
"I'll take the Law firm" She answered giving him her best innocent grin. Morgan was suspicious of that grin it was the one she usually wore before laying down the winning hand at cards.
"Ok fine I'll meet you down here when were done." He said cautiously as they reached the elevators just behind the reception.
"What OH very good." He exclaimed as he read the out of order sign plastered across the front of it. Prentiss couldn't help but laugh as she reached the stairs, and started up them to the first floor leaving Morgan to climb to the fifth.
000
He was late, the business he had to attend to across town had seen to that. He was sure that if his boss noticed he'd be fired. Rushing into the building he flashed his badge quickly before heading towards the elevator. Out of order fantastic could his day get any worst, he thought as he headed towards the stairs trying hard not to drop anything. When he reached the his floor he flew out of the stairwell so fast he didn't see the person standing just the other side till he'd collided with them causing him to drop everything.
"OH I'm so sorry. I didn't … I'm running late. Are you… ok?" She was beautiful she was … well words couldn't describe how beautiful she was.
"That's ok, just slow down next time." She said with a small smile as she bent down to help him pick up his stuff. Her smile was perfect, who was she? He was sure he'd not seen her round her before he'd of remembered if he had.
"Here" She said as she handed him back his window cleaner. Gathering up the rest of his cleaning supplies he stood to face her. She gave him another smile before turning to the lady coming towards them.
"Sorry to keep you waiting Agent Prentiss"
