"Another one?!" Lisbon cried out exasperated. "What's with this guy?"
"Probably in a hurry. I think he is looking for someone and believes he has only a limited amount of time to do it." Jane responded while lying on the couch and tossing a tangerine in the air.
"How many sections do you think are in this orange, Lisbon?" Jane asked as Lisbon pulled out her firearm and strapped it to her belt.
"Is this really the time, Jane?" She exasperates.
"Humor me."
"7." She says as she walks out the door. Jane stands up and follows.
"Nope. 13." He replied, smirking.
"How would you know that?" Lisbon stopped and looked at Jane.
"Peel it." Jane handed her the tangerine. Lisbon peels it and counts the sections, leaving the peel on Cho's desk.
"Thirteen. Lucky guess." She handed the fruit back to Jane and continued out the door.
Jane grinned and followed.
Jane looked at the dead body of Henry Herrera. He was wearing a bedazzled suit and had his hair slicked back. He too, was found with the facial lacerations and outside his psychic clinic. He was found by one of his co-workers, a woman by the name of Grace Jones.
"He was just laying there, with those horrible x's on his face. Who would do that kind of thing?" She cried. Lisbon shook her head.
"We don't know yet. We believe that he was a victim of a new up and coming serial killer that targets psychic's they believe are fake. Do you know of any angry customers that may have felt the need to kill him for any reason?"
"We prefer the term 'clients' but no. None that I can think of. Henry was the best at what he did. The best." Jane interrupted at this point.
"Why did you steal the diamond?" He asked. Grace looked confused.
"Diamond?" she asked. Jane smiled, Lisbon played along;
"Yes. There has been one on the forehead of every victim so far except for Henry."
"I can't think of any reason for the killer to change his habits in this one incident. And you did find the body. Where did the jewel go?" Jane probed.
"I don't know about any 'jewels'. I most certainly did not take anything off of Henry." She defended. Jane put his hands up.
"Alright. Just checking."
"I do think that I saw a diamond on him when I found him." Grace conceded.
"Ah, so the diamond was there? What color?" Jane asked.
"Clear. Just a normal one." She replied.
"You're lying." He called her bluff. "You stole the diamond, which isn't a diamond it's an emerald. And you played along with the diamond thing hoping not to get caught. Hand it over." Grace rolled her eyes and pulled the gem out of her pocket.
Henry had also been holding something in his hand. A note, that read:
"They yearn for what they fear for."
"They yearn for what they fear for?..." Rigsby repeated over and over again as Cho swept orange rinds of his desk with a dirty look at Jane, who smiled back.
"What do you think it means?" Lisbon asked.
"It's definitely a strange message. The other clues were more obviously connected to the murders; the "fake psychic" being what he was killing, the revenge being the motive, but this...I'm not sure. It's not really making sense." Jane admitted. "Let's sleep on it and reconvene in the morning."
"I second that." Cho agreed as he left the room. The other's also hurried out, leaving Jane and Lisbon alone.
"I guess you plan on sleeping here tonight?" Lisbon asked. Jane put on a 'duh' face and laid on the couch.
"Ok. Goodnight Jane." Lisbon grabbed her purse and left.
"Goodnight Lisbon." Jane waved in her general direction.
As soon as Lisbon was gone, Jane walked over to the computer. He typed in the phrase that had been found in Henry's hand.
"Dante's Divine Comedy...?" Suddenly it all clicked. The serial killer, the clues, the victims. It all clicked.
"He's looking for me..." Jane mused. "No, not looking, I'm easily found. He's warning me, showing me what's in store. He'll come for me when he is ready."
Jane had a sudden metallic taste in his mouth as he threw up into the can next to Lisbon's desk. It was the taste of...not fear, but the dreaded feeling you get when you know you may be over your head in something bad. Jane powered down the computer and went back to the couch. And he began to plan.
