"What are we missing?" Morgan shouted. They were in the viewing room watching through the one way glass as Marissa was interrogated by Hotch.
"I know she was taken back by her brother admitting to killing Bobby but that shouldn't have caused her to hurt Kurt the way she did. She says she was shocked but if she didn't intend to hurt him from the start she wouldn't have cut him so deep."
"Are you sure?"
"Why would she? She should have just freaked out. Why was she the initial attacker of Kurt. She said she attacked him and knew he would run to the door. While her brother distracted Kurt she was going to axe him. Why? He is the one who has to feel the murders."
"Unless we have the story all wrong. "
"She was going to kill him, no matter what we did."
"Because she is the murderer. What will her brother do now that this one is in custody?"
"She gave us a location." Hotch said, walking in and making them all jump. Emily was practically asleep next to Reid almost fell out of her chair. Morgan laughed and strapped on his vest.
Finn felt the chain come unlatched from his arm. Richard grabbed him under the arms and pulled him out the small door, scraping his forearm. Finn could barely stand but he eventually got his bareings and was able to walk.
"Where're we goin'?" He asked groggily. His throat hurt terribly. He looked around the small trailer as he walked. He descended three stairs then landed wobbly on the ground.
"You are going to run."
"Huh?" Finn turned around to see him loading a shotgun. His eyes widened and he started to run as fast as his football training would let him. After about forty yards Finn's legs felt like lead and he dropped. He heard the gun report just as he fell over. He knew if he had been standing he would have been hit. He looked around and smiled at the deep grass. He could crawl to the tree line then run from there.
The Suv's pulled up to the man standing in the middle of the field with a rifle. Morgan was the first one out followed by Reid and Hotch. They and the local officers aimed from behind the bulletproof doors. Richard looked furious and scared before they even pulled up. He either killed Finn and felt bad or he had lost Finn. They hoped for the latter.
"Richard Tailer, your under arrest for the murders…"Hotch begun but Richard took aim, "Drop your weapon!" Hotch shouted but the crazy man had already pulled the trigger. Hotch leapt back into his car as Reid took the open shot. He got Richard in the chest.
"Morgan, go see if he knows where Finn is." Reid turned to Hotch who was climbing back out of his vehicle.
"I'm alright." Hotch nodded to Reid.
"He ran off. About an hour ago he ran and then disappeared in the grass. "
"How's Richard?"
"Dead. Let's start looking for the kid."
"He was sick, couldn't have gone far." Reid said, scanning the horizon which was quickly growing dark.
"He was the quarterback and they say he did just as good sick as he did on a normal day. He may be in there really deep."
"Get a search crew. We start here in ten minutes." Hotch walked to his car.