The Villain in the Mirror – Chapter 3
Penelope Garcia sat in her office at the FBIs Quantico Headquarters waiting for her team to inform her of their arrival to Stafford. She tapped the end of her fluffy hot pink pen against the desk that was dimly lit by the rooms many computers, She hated them going away, although she remained busy at the headquarters, she couldn't help but worry about her friends. Garcia sat up quickly and practically threw her plus sized frame at her phone as soon as it began to ring.
"Talk to me." She said in a seductive purr.
"Hey baby girl." The rich voice on the end drawled.
"Hey my chocolate man," she teased back, "what can I get for ya?"
"Garcia, before you start you should know something."
"Morgan. What's wrong?" she asked filled with genuine concern for her favourite agent.
"The un-sub has targeted Emily. He's left her a few messages including a text message on her phone this morning." Morgan explained quickly.
"No." She whispered. Then determination filled her, she said; "all the more reason to find this guy."
"Okay baby, we'll call when we have more information."
The line went dead. Garcia hung up slowly, her blonde head lowered slightly out of concern for her friend.
The, with a forced confidence she said:
"Bring it on."
Spencer Reid was frustrated. He ran a long hand through his freshly cut brown hair, his mind racing a million miles an hour, but he seemed to be getting nowhere.
"Why would he break his pattern in the time between his victims. I mean, a week is short as it is, bordering on insane, but any less than that is practically begging to be caught." He pondered aloud.
Hotch turned to see the smart, young agent staring at the evidence board with a puzzled expression on his face.
They had recently arrived at the Stafford police station and had stopped only to brief the local authorities in the new details of the case. The room they stood in was small and well lit by three florescent lights on the white ceiling. The walls were painted an off white colour and the walls that faced the corridor outside were made of glass, covered only by thin, white blinds. In the centre of the room was a rectangle table with just enough seats to fit the entire FBI team around it at any given time. The rest of the room held brown pin boards with paper pinned to them by mismatched pins.
"With the other victim's he left a hand written note, every time, he never strayed from hand written notes. Yet with Prentiss he left a text message." Hotch added.
"That doesn't match either." Morgan added, standing on the opposite side of Reid, "text messages are easily traced.
"I agree," Reid said, his eyes still glued to the brown board that was covered in photographs and pieces of paper.
Hotch turned from the board and called his team in so that they were standing in a circle around the table in the centre of the room.
"Emily and Rossi. I want you two together. Go to Mikayla Upton's apartment and interview he roommate. Go." He ordered them.
Prentiss and Rossi nodded to their boss and left immediately to perform their duties.
"JJ and Morgan. Go to the first victims house and see what you can find, then work your way through the next two victims."
JJ turned to leave, however, Morgan hesitated for one moment.
"Sir?"
"Yes, Morgan."
"Will Emily be okay?" Morgan asked.
Hotch allowed a small portion of his concern to show on his face.
"Morgan. We're all concerned about her safety. But you know I would have sent her back if I thought she would be in danger out here. Now go."
Morgan nodded slowly, a tight frown forming. Then, turning sharply, he joined JJ at the glass door and walked away from the room that had been provided to them by the Stafford police department.
"Where do you want me?" Asked Reid.
"I want you to keep working on the profile based on the evidence we have. Time is of the essence so we require a fast worker to get through the evidence quickly. We will re-group and give a detailed profile when we have more information."
Reid nodded, holding back his concern for Prentiss and focussed his great mind on profiling the un-sub.
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