As the team continued discussing several other avenues to explore, Rossi's cell phone rang. He checked the screen before answering. "Agent Bedford?" he questioned. "Who?" was his next question. "Yeah, okay, send him back."

Closing up his phone Rossi told everyone. "It appears Kevin just showed up at the front door and says he has some information. Bedford is sending him back."

Kevin hesitated in the doorway and looked around the sunroom. "It's okay, Man," Morgan told him. "She's in Rossi's study."

"It's not that I'm afraid," Kevin explained. "It's just that – "

"We understand," Rossi reassured him. "We've all been in 'unfortunate situations'."

"You said you have some information," Hotch reminded him.

"Come in and sit down," Amanda invited him kindly. "We aren't going to bite you."

"Okay," Kevin walked into the sunroom and gingerly sat down. "I just came from the safe house where Caryn – Evelyn – and her family are," he told the team. And, I had a long talk with – Evelyn."

"What did she tell you?" JJ asked.

"First off," Kevin began. "She is really, really sorry about everything. She had no idea that this involved national security and the FBI. She just thought it was a geek-type prank. And, when she did get suspicious and ask questions, the guy threatened her family."

"We understand that," Blake said. "However?"

"She gave me the names of several people at her brothers' and sister's school who asked her several times how she was doing," Kevin reported. "And, some of the office staff there did ask specifically about finances. She also remembered the names of several people at the hospital who she spoke with."

"Did you write them down?" Hotch asked. "If so, we need to get them to Garcia, so she can start checking them out."

"If it's okay, Sir, I would like to help with that," Kevin volunteered. "I have my laptop with me. And, seeing as how I'm the one who brought her to the party, I feel responsible for this mess."

"If it makes you feel better, this situation began long before you met Evelyn," JJ told him.

"And, as for your helping; well, that's up to Garcia," Hotch replied.

Kevin's appearance in Rossi's study led to a loud and noisy confrontation, which was resolved when Hotch assigned Kevin to research Evelyn's list of possible blackmailers on his laptop, while Garcia checked out the bank employees, the jewelry store ownership, and all relevant government files she could manage to get into using her laptop and Rossi's desktop computer.

The two techs had just settled down to work when Lena joined them. "Mom sent me," she explained. "I'm supposed to ask Kevin if he has had any breakfast and if he's hungry."

Kevin looked up, startled. "No, not really," he replied. "That is – I haven't really had anything to eat since last night."

"Okay," Lena exchanged looks with Garcia. "What would you like?"

"Crow!" Garcia suggested with a glare at the other tech.

"Now, that's not fair!" Kevin protested. "When we broke up we agreed – "

"Talk about that later, Penelope," Lena interrupted. "After this has all been cleared up. Right now, I'm going to get some pancake and heat it up for Kevin, along with a sweet roll. And, how do you take your coffee?"

"More cream than coffee?" Kevin requested timidly.

"Good," Lena turned to go and ran into Hotch.

"Whoops!" she gasped.

"My fault," Hotch told her as he maneuvered around her. "I need to talk to Kevin for a minute."

"Okay?" Kevin was hesitant.

"Did you ever find anything on the license plate that was on the white van in the parking lot?" Hotch asked.

"Ah – kind of," Kevin began pushing keys on his computer. Squinting at the screen he continued. "This came through just as we were being taken off the case and I managed to save it. It appears that one variation on the plate number was assigned to a van that was sent to be crushed about three weeks ago. That's the only one that stood out."

"Well, that would explain how they got the plate," Hotch agreed. "Send the name and address of the metal recycling center to Morgan's phone, along with the name of the center's owner. You should probably get him a description of the original van, too. I'll get him to check everything out."

"Now!" he fixed both computer techs with his infamous glare. "I don't care about your personal issues. You need to work them out on your own time. Right now, I just need each of you to do your assigned work and help us figure out what is going on. Understood?"

"Yes, Sir," Garcia and Kevin chorused.