A/N: I am honestly really sorry for not updating in a while. This chapter is basically the pinnacle chapter of the story…but that doesn't mean that it's over. I had to re-read this multiple times and I'm happy with the chapter and what matters is that you do as well. NOTE: this chapter has been split between Chapter 3 and Chapter 4 which will be posted later.
"Sebastian Walters. 22 year old male who grew up in New Orleans. Father was a pastor and his mother was a home maker. Both were shot dead when he was 10 and he's been in and out of foster care until he became 18."
"Garcia, what can you tell us about the death of his parents?" asked Hotch, as he furiously tried to weave in and out of peak hour traffic.
"They were suspected of being involved in a jewellery theft where local police were told that the offenders had weapons on them. Local police found them near the crime scene and were both fatally shot by a police officer after it appeared that they were reaching for guns in their inner breast pocket. Turns out that it was a case of mistaken identity however they were pronounced dead at the scene despite the paramedic's efforts to resuscitate them."
"He's waited twelve years though. Walters must be very patient." said Morgan.
"With his father being a pastor, it's highly likely that he passed on his religious beliefs to his son. In Christianity, it is believed that there were originally twelve..." started Reid.
"Disciples of Jesus." finished JJ. The team looked at her, puzzled. "What? I should know this. I practice Christianity."
"But how does this have anything to do with the fact that Walters kidnapped his victim then murdered them in broad daylight?" asked Hotch.
"One disciple was said to have betrayed Jesus. Judas Iscariot is notoriously known for betraying Jesus to the chief Sanhedrin priests and elders in exchange for thirty silver coins. The Kiss of Judas derives from Judas' act of kissing Jesus in order to identify him to the police forces." said Reid.
"Which relates to the case how?" asked Hotch, noticing that the young genius was getting seemingly side-tracked.
"Right. Sorry. Now, the most famous police department motto is that of the Los Angeles Police Department: to protect and to serve. Walters might see his parent's death as a sort of betrayal to the motto."
"So his next victim is the police officer who shot his parents. Garcia?"
"Hold on…got it. The police officer who shot Walter's parents was…Officer William LaMontagne Jr."
"JJ, call Will now."
"Already dialling. Hey Will. Hold up, I'm going to put you on speaker…We'll explain." JJ fumbled with her phone. Using the momentary distraction, Morgan turned to the group phone. "Hey Hotch, if Walters' is after Will, my best bet is that he'll take him directly to the shopping mall. We'll convene there however if there is any news then we'll call you. You too Garcia."
"Chocolate god, stay safe. I'll see you all at the end of the day. Bye sweet peas."
"We're nearly at the shopping mall, so if you can get a location of Will, go directly there. Otherwise come straight to the mall. That's an order." And then the line went dead.
~CM~
"Ok, Will. You're on speakerphone with Morgan and Spence. Do you remember shooting a male and female back when you were an officer?"
"Sure do, cher. But what does have to do with anything?"
"We believe that their son is going to try and kill you." Morgan said plainly, earning a disbelieving look from JJ.
"I'll keep a lookout for a psychopath then." He said in his thick New Orleans accent.
"Will, you don't understand. He's already killed two other people."
Will scratched the back of his neck before clearing his throat. "How do you know that I'm the next victim?"
"We believe that the son, Sebastian Walters, may see his parent's death as a betrayal to the famous Los Angeles Police Department: to serve and protect. In his mind, this betrayal is justified through the killing of the betrayer, which in this instance is you. He's waited twelve years for his avengement of sorts which could be an indicator to Judas, the disciple who betrayed Jesus. What I don't understand is that Judas was hanged whereas Walters' killings have been through shootings. The MO would be completely different which leads me to the conclusion that his previous victims were merely test runs." said Reid, in a rather rushed tone. The car was silent except for the hum of the engine as Morgan manoeuvred it through the light traffic.
"Do you suffer from metabolic acidosis, Will?" Reid asked suddenly.
"Metabolic what?"
"Metabolic acidosis. It's where the blood pH is lower than 7.35 however based on your reaction, you've never heard of it which suggests that even if you had it, it would be a very mild form of the disease. Morgan, this is a complete change in victimology."
"Yeah well we know that Walters' final victim is Will."
"Hey Will, where are you?" asked JJ.
"In the carpark of the doctors. I think I've come down with a cold or something."
"Well shit!" exclaimed Morgan.
"'Scuse me?"
"Sweetie, Walters' is a doctor's assistant. You have to leave now!"
