The next morning Rossi and Reid walk into CVS. They find Jacob in the office working on the deposits from the night before. They show their credentials to the surprised man.
"I'm David Rossi, this is Dr. Spencer Reid with the FBI. We have a few questions for you about Amy Jareau."
Jacob pales. "A—Amy? She…she died…killed herself…long ago."
Rossi nods. "We know. We've recently had reason to reopen the case. Now, you were her boyfriend, right?"
Jacob looks away. "I had been. We, uh, broke up right before she…she did it."
Reid moves into his line of sight. "Who knew you were broken up?"
Jacob shrugs. "I don't know. Her friends, my friends. Heck, everyone. We'd been together forever. It was kind of a big deal that we broke up."
"Strange that no one mentioned that in any of the interviews that were done by the police," Reid points out.
Jacob snorts. "Interviews. Right. It was an open and shut case, Agents. They barely talked to anyone. Maybe if she hadn't given me back my letter jacket they'd have pushed me more but as soon as they realized we were really split up, the cops accepted that she killed herself." His face pales. "Over…over me. That hasn't been easy to live with."
"I imagine not," Rossi says. "Especially since you raped her."
Jacob leaps up. "WHAT?! Says who? When?"
Rossi opens up the folder in his hands and shows the picture of the bruising on Amy's thighs. "Says the ME report. This happened two Sundays before she died."
Jacob stares at the pictures. "I…I didn't see her then. I was pissed that she ditched me on Saturday for her family. There was a party and we were expected to be there. The next day we broke up. I said she embarrassed me and was being selfish." He drops his face into his hands. "She told me to grow up and tossed my jacket at me and left. I…I never spoke to her again. Not at school or church or anywhere. I was such a jerk. I keep thinking if…if I had just…maybe she wouldn't have…"
Rossi glances at Reid and sees the young man is obviously scanning something in his mind. Finally Reid frowns. "You said she gave you back her letter jacket? The day after the family portrait?"
He nods. "Yeah."
Reid looks at Rossi, who suddenly gets it. "The Omni."
Jacob looks up. "What?"
Rossi looks at the man. "Did Amy ever sneak off to The Omni with her friends?"
Jacob shrugs. "We all did at some point."
"Did she go the weekend before she died?"
Jacob thinks a minute, then shakes his head. "No. I was going and, shit, this is so fucking ridiculous, I told her best friend that Amy better not go and ruin my Saturday."
"I see. Do you know why she might have a ticket from that day in her memory box?"
Jacob thinks a moment, then shrugs. "No. I mean, unless she went anyway and I didn't see her. Jamie Dealers would know."
Rossi glances at Reid, who explains. "Best friend since kindergarten. We're talking to her at 11."
The older agent nods, then turns back to Jacob, handing him a card. "If you think of anything that could help us trace Amy's last two weeks, call us."
Jacob takes the card and nods. "Sure. Hey, uh, when will you know what really happened?"
Rossi sighs. "I wish we had a crystal ball."
Jacob just nods as they walk out. When they get into the SUV, Reid looks at Rossi.
"Thedoroski says Amy was in her boyfriend's letter jacket when he saw her."
"And he said she was hiding behind some other guys so someone wouldn't see her. She could have been hiding from Jacob," Rossi points out.
"But that doesn't explain the letter jacket unless she had already moved on."
Rossi sighs. "Or…or unless Thedoroski saw a different girl. Maybe…maybe killeda different girl."
Reid pulls out his phone and calls Garcia. "Garcia, we need you to search in and around the greater Pittsburgh area for a girl that fits our victim profile who was killed or went missing the same day Amy died."
Garcia starts to type. "And why am I doing this?"
"Thedoroski's story doesn't match a witness statement. We need to know if one of them is lying or just mistaken."
"Okay. Let's see…I have a report of…no, she was found... Wait! Oh, my God! She could be Amy's twin!"
"Who, Garcia?"
"There's a girl named Samantha Bradshaw who went missing from Millvale, which is a stone's throw away. But she was a hard case, always running away, getting in trouble. She was the 'bad kid' to Amy's 'good kid' and so she didn't get much press."
Rossi looks at Reid. "So if Thedoroski was having to peruse old newspapers to remember who he killed, he'd find Amy's story, not Samantha's."
Reid frowns. "He's a sociopath. I get that names mean nothing but he'd remember how he killed her, how he found her."
"Garcia, was Bradshaw ever found?"
"Yes. Oh, poor baby…she was tortured, raped and strangled then left down by the river."
"His other victims were found near water. Amy wasn't," Reid points out.
"This guy didn't kill Amy Jareau," Rossi concludes. "But why the hell doesn't he know that?"
"Freak of nature who wants to be famous like that creep John Mark Karr who confessed to killing Jon Benet Ramsey?" Garcia offers.
Rossi slowly shakes his head. "I don't think so. Reid, when we show him the pictures, he does the same thing every time. We need to watch the video. Let's get Hotch and Morgan watching, too. I want to see if everyone sees what's I'm thinking."
"Send it my way if you want," Garcia tells him. "I'm willing to listen to his freakiness if it helps my Jayje."
Rossi smiles. "I'll keep that offer in mind, Garcia. But I know you're swamped with other work considering the number of cases we're looking into."
Garcia sighs. "Yeah…guess I need to get back at it. Is it just me or does only one case really seem to matter to us?"
"It's not just you, kid," Rossi assures her. "But 36 other families need closure, too."
"Right. Garcia out."
She hangs up. As Reid puts his phone away, he looks at Rossi. "Did you believe Jacob about him not raping Amy?"
Rossi bites his lip a moment, then shakes his head. "No. But I think he believed himself."
Reid nods. "I thought so, too."
The two men head back to the police station to interview other witnesses in Amy's case and 4 others in the immediate area.
