Chapter 10
Wednesday Morning at 9 a.m.
Booth strode into the Medico-Legal Lab inside the Jeffersonian. He saw the squints standing up on the platform and realized that Brennan wasn't with them. Immediately, he turned to go toward the doctor's office.
"Hey Bones." The FBI Agent's everyday address was greeted by a slight smile from Brennan. She stood up from her chair at her desk and crossed the room to meet him.
"Hi Booth. Do you have any news?" She asked.
"Unfortunately, because the number was restricted we didn't have much luck. I don't think we'll have any luck with it. If you don't mind, I think I should stay around with you. Something feels strange and I don't want you to get hurt." Booth said.
"I can take care of myself. I mean nothing has happened in four days. But I appreciate the offer. We'd better get out there or Angela will start to pester me with what we were doing in here." Brennan told him.
"I just want you to be safe. Promise me you'll call me if you need something or if this happens again?" He pleaded.
"I will." She smiled. The two headed out to the rest of the Squint Squad. Brennan scanned herself in and so did Booth.
"Well, he said I've got some good news and I've got some bad news." The FBI Agent told the group.
"What's the good news?" Angela asked.
"The good news is I've been able to narrow down the list of suspects." Booth said.
"And the bad news?" Hodgins wondered.
"The bad news is the pictures that Angela drew have not had any hits in missing persons. The best we can do now is put their pictures on TV and hope someone recognizes them." Booth answered.
"Well how many suspects do we have now?" Brennan wondered.
"Fifteen. Most of them have criminal pasts but there are a few that actually worked for all seven demolition companies." He told them.
"Isn't that strange?" Zach asked.
"It is a little strange but I'm sure we can find out what made them switch companies so many times." The FBI Agent assured the young man.
"I'm going to go talk with some of them today and hope that I can whittle the list down even more." Booth continued. At this, Brennan's eyes lit up.
"What should we do?" Angela asked.
"Well since the buildings lead nowhere, the connection must lie with the suspect. We've already examined the bones and anything else we can think of, so I want you to start the work on the Civil War body again, while I go with Booth." The good doctor said. The Squint Squad nodded and began to pull the paperwork back out on the long overdue identification. Brennan and Booth headed for the parking lot.
WWWWWWWWWWWWWW
A man with an unshaven face sat in his living room staring out the window. He could hear the noise from the cars below and the construction crew fixing the giant potholes in the street. Another boring day in the city, he thought to himself. Slowly, he got up off his chair and revealed his true of height of six feet and four inches. A smile spread across his face as he crossed the room and he pulled a photo album from behind a stack of other books.
The pictures inside weren't of a family he'd had once or places he'd seen. These pictures were gruesome and showed women being tortured. The women he'd tortured. He flipped toward the end of the book and saw there was just enough space for pictures of his next victim. She would be the toughest one to take on but killing her would bring him the satisfaction he desired. You're days are numbered, Dr. Temperance Brennan, he thought as a wicked smiled crossed his face.
To Be Continued…
A/N: I hope you can survive this because my next chance to updat won't be until Tuesday. I have to work tomorrow morning so I don't think I'll be able to write any.