Morgan drove until he was out of sight of the rehab center and then pulled over onto the shoulder of the road. "Any suggestions?" he asked.
Rossi got out his cell phone and began dialing. "When in doubt, call in an expert," he told him. "Garcia," he spoke into the phone. "What have you found?"
"Oh, I have found many great and wondrous things, my favorite Italian" Garcia assured him. "Let's start with the rehab center itself."
"I would never admit it in public," Garcia continued. "But I did manage to check their current patient list. It appears they haven't checked anybody in today. However, after a trip through their patient files, it appears that one Ms. Meirs has been a patient there in the past. Further checking reveals that this is indeed our Section Chief Erin Strauss!"
As Rossi spoke with Garcia, the second SUV pulled up along the driver's side and Hotch rolled down his window.
"Find anything?" he asked Morgan.
"We found out that the guards on the property aren't too friendly," Morgan reported. "They wanted a search warrant before they would even talk to us. Rossi has Garcia on the phone right now, seeing what she has found out. Are you eating? And, is Reid driving?"
"Well," JJ smiled at him from the back seat, "It seems Reid hadn't had dinner yet and Christine sent some food along for him – and for us."
"Does 'Us', include 'Us over here in the other vehicle'?" Morgan asked, eyeing the insulated bag she was holding.
"Do you mean food from The Institute's chef?" Blake followed up. "I have fond memories of the last time we ate his food."
"Yes to both," JJ told them as she handed over an insulated bag. "She sent some drinks along as well."
"Reid, My Man, you need to hang onto that woman!" Morgan enthused. "She is something else!"
"Yeah! Too bad I didn't know it sooner!" Reid snapped at him from the driver's seat.
"What do you mean by that?" Morgan asked, confused at the outburst.
"I mean that I don't appreciate being made a fool of!" Reid exploded. "Or, did you guys think it was funny? Not telling me about her!"
"Reid, what are you talking about?" Hotch stared at the young agent, clearly confused. "What didn't we tell you?"
"About Christine," Reid was sputtering. "About what she does at The Institute. That – that she's the Accountant. All this time I thought she was a – you know – a call girl who provided 'special services' to the students, doing, well – Who knows what!"
"You didn't know?" Rossi looked at him, obviously stunned. "Miss Lilly told us all about her when we had our first meeting."
"Oh, No!" JJ moaned. "Reid and I were out parking the SUV. Hotch told me later, and I assumed someone had told Spence. You mean no one ever told you? Spence, I am so, so sorry!"
"And that makes it all right?" Reid demanded as he turned to glare at her.
"No, it doesn't," Blake admitted. "But I promise - We will find a way to make it up to you when this is all over with!"
"Let's just get it over with!" Reid declared angrily, crossing his arms on his chest and staring out the SUV's front window.