Anaheim PD, Anaheim, California
August 1st 2009
Neville pulled him aside. "Harry, why did you not tell me you were MI6?"
"Look, it's not personal ok? My team, I-we'll catch up later Nev. Like with Scotland Yard, there's a magical and a muggle division in MI6. We work with both. I have worked with the FBI before and there's a chance I'll be transferred here sometime."
Hotch observed the two Brits as they whispered to each other in the corner before they joined the rest of the team at the table.
JJ stood up next to the board and started the brief. They were able to do a bit of background work when they were back in Quantico but hadn't got around to sharing it all.
"This is Hermione Granger. She is the tenth and latest victim of the seemingly random murders that have been occurring across the country since early February."
Both Neville and Harrison held back their gasps of surprise at the latest victim. While both and she had a falling out over The Massacre, it was still a shock to see that she has been added to the list of murders.
"She was found in a cleaning closet in The Marauder hotel in Portland, Oregon. Both eyes had been gorged out of her head and her tongue cut out." Continued JJ.
"Maybe some kind of ritual? Reid?" Asked Hotchner.
"Possible. There are quite a few religious rituals out there but I haven't come across any human sacrificial rituals."
"I don't think this unsub is performing any rituals. None of the other victims show any indications of that. The causes of death all seem to be different." Noted Longbottom.
"Says here that a fifty pence piece was placed over each eye socket." Said Morgan.
"The letter I was painted in blood on the palm of her hand and a lightning bolt carved on her cheek." Said Hotchner.
"The difference here though is that she doesn't fit the pattern. All the others had either dark or red hair and hazel or green eyes. Hermione doesn't fit the victimology." Finished JJ. "Again, the hotel managers are resisting any requests to help."
Harrison snorted but stood up to take a closer look at the victim board. The rest of the rooms occupants just watched as Harrison continued to silently study the pictures.
"Harry? You see it too don't you?"
"What are you talking about Longbottom?" Demanded Morgan.
Harrison is troubled. All of this looks to be someone wanting to get his attention. Evidence is pointing towards someone who knows him and his past. But he can't put his finger on it yet. Unfortunately there are a fair few people who are aware of his childhood and the little trinkets left behind is a dead giveaway.
"Harry."
"Harrison, what is it?" Asked Hotchner.
"Do none of these victims look familiar to you? Besides this last one?" He replied softly without turning around.
The others looked closer to find the connection.
"Some of them look like you."
"Harry."
"What, Neville?!"
"You need to tell them."
"I don't need to tell them shit. If they can't piece all of this together then that's their problem but this son of a bitch will not get away with this."
"Harry, we can and will arrest you with obstruction of justice if you make us. Don't do this."
"Neville, unless you can get clearance for this team from the other side then nothing I will say will make sense."
"What are you talking about? What clearance? And what for?" Hotchner angrily asked.
"Classified."
"Harry."
"For fucks sake, fine. As you so aptly put it, the first nine victims have enough similarities with me that can't be coincidental. I don't know who they are and I don't know who your unsub might be."
"There's something else you're not sharing." Said Rossi.
"I'm sure the things I can't share with you could fill an entire book or two."
"Harry!"
Harrison rolled his eyes at his friend. "I assume you are aware of my background."
"There's a lot missing but yes." Replied Hotchner.
"Right, well," Harrison turned to finally face them before grabbing a tissue and wiping the makeup from his forehead and eye. "This is the other indicator of similarities."
The agents all stared at the lightning bolt scar that was now visible on Harrison's head. The mark was large and menacing. It ran from the hairline and all the way through his right eye ending at the top of his cheekbone.
"What the fuck?" Exclaimed Morgan.
"How did you get that?" Asked Prentiss.
"The night my parents died. The ceiling above my crib collapsed on me. I ended up with no parents and a giant cut from that incident."
"What about the items left behind?" Asked JJ.
"If the unsub knows Harrison, then those objects must have some kind of significance to him personally. Harrison? Do all these mean something to you?" Asked Reid.
"List them for me." Harrison grabbed a marker to note down all the objects.
"A remote control airplane, snake plush toy, a gold wristwatch, a fig, an orange pom pom, coat hanger, a little pig figurine, a pair of socks, a toy soldier and the fifty pence pieces."
Harrison's first thought was Dudley, but both of them were trying to bury the hatchet so to speak and it could be Vernon or Petunia. Of the magical world, his therapist knows the details as does Ronald and it wouldn't surprise him if Malfoy somehow got a hold of the information. It could be that there are multiple unsubs.
He wasn't too sure though. He would wait for the team to build a profile and it might confirm things for him.
"What about the letters that were painted or left at the scenes? They will probably spell out a clue or something." Suggested Prentiss.
"Ok what were those?"
Reid's face lit up at the challenge of decoding the clue. "In chronological order, T, G, T, M, P, E, C, R, W and I."
Harrison couldn't make sense of the letters yet, so he has to assume that the unsub is not finished.
"The unsub is not finished. There will definitely be more victims or we haven't been alerted of any more."
"Harrison is right," Reid stated. "The letters don't spell much at the moment as there's only two vowels and I'm working on the assumption that each letter is only used once since there are two T's already."
"Have there been any witnesses?" Asked Hotchner.
"One of the hotel guests from the Anaheim case said they saw someone of a larger build, but the person was mostly concealed by their clothes. They mentioned that the person looked male and maybe in their twenties or thirties. Apparently the person's face was briefly visible before they had realized and covered back up. Unfortunately that was all the witness saw." Answered JJ.
"Great, that's more than what we had earlier. I think before we present a profile, Harrison and I will go visit the hotel here and grab the surveillance footage." Said Hotch. "Reid and JJ you stay here with Longbottom to see if you can gather more from the other vicitms. Rossi, Morgan, I want you to visit the ME and then work with Garcia on getting more information on the victim's backgrounds."
"I need to stop at my place first to grab my gear. I'll meet you at the hotel."
"No."
"What do you mean no?"
"You are not going alone, I will come with you. Strauss told us how you tend to go off on your own and that is unacceptable. This way, I can keep an eye on you."
"I don't need a babysitter." Harrison huffed and pouted.
"Aw, you mean my boss gets a ride in your fancy car before me?" Whined Neville.
Harrison snorted. "Nev, a) you've driven all my cars when you've visited me and b) you know you have access to all of them if you so desire to borrow one."
"Um, how many do you have?" Asked Rossi.
"Many."