Chapter 5: Maybe it's an avenging angel
Beckett sunk into her chair and shifted some files around aimlessly. She hoped that the boys had come up with more than she and Castle had. The priest had been a dead end. He hadn't known anything about the language except for knowing that it existed. He seemed to be just as surprised about it being used by a murderer as they were. Castle returned from the break room with their coffee mugs.
Kevin and Javier followed him over. "So there are a few odd wackos who have apparently deciphered this angelic language, but that was years ago and most of them are pretty old. You get the odd eager young priest who might research it a bit, but it's so useless that no one sticks to it for long." Kevin told them, reading off his note pad.
Javier snorted. "Maybe we should look into the LAPD consultant seeing as he's the only person we've been able to find who can read it."
"Maybe it's an avenging angel?" Castle suggested. "Sent down from heaven to exact vengeance on the…." He trailed off here so Beckett finished off for him. "…The innocent, well-loved local shop owner?"
"Yeah it kinds of falls apart there. Unless he is secretly an underworld drug lord or mass murderer." Castle rubbed the side of his face and took another mouthful of coffee.
"Our killer might think he is an avenging angel." Kevin suggested. "He's got it into his head that he has to punish anyone who's wronged him."
"What could Graves have done that would have wronged anyone. He let kids who shoplifted from him go, he's hardly the type to piss someone off." Javier pointed out. Kevin shrugged and shook his head, he didn't have an answer. Not that any of them did.
"Beckett." Gates stuck her head out of her office and the look on her face told them everything they needed to know. There was another body.