---- This chapter is more than likely going to be short. Oh, well, sorry…Enjoy, all the same! ----
Let us realize that the privilege to work is a gift, that power to work is a blessing, that love of work is success. - David O. McKay
"Jess was such a good girl…who would harm her?" Mrs. Bail, Jessica's Mother, bawls as Emily tried her best to comfort the woman. "Mrs. Bail, are you aware another woman around your daughter's age went missing just last week?" Morgan interrupts.
Mrs. Bail nods, still sobbing, "It's so awful…they were so close!" Emily and Morgan share a look, "Mrs. Bail, what do you mean?" Emily inquires.
Jessica's Mother sits down on the couch and motions for Prentiss to do the same, "Patricia and Jessica have been friends since they were little. Grew up together." She sighs, "Are you saying both women have lived here there whole lives?" Morgan asks. "Why, yes. Margaret – Mrs. Cornwall – and I raised our children together – and they've never left."
"Which means…" Prentiss looks at Morgan, "Do you think it's possible the unsub knew them?" "Unfortunately, I do." Morgan agreed. Mrs. Bail gave out a cry, "What do you mean?!" but neither agent had much of an answer for her.
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Meanwhile, half an hour away, Rebecca Mowiere-Thompson was playing cello for a friend of hers, who was singing. Rebecca wasn't usually doing such little jobs – she was good at playing her instrument, and even had a CD of classical pieces she had played. But Tia was a good friend, so Rebecca filled in for the missing cellist.
When the performance was over, Tia smiled, "Thanks Becca. I'll see you later?" "Yeah, sure sure." Rebecca replied and got into her car. By now it was six and raining really hard. Rebecca could hardly see so she stopped at a restaurant. She called her boyfriend to let him know she'd be late before getting back on the road.
By the time she got home, it was ten o' clock. The journey should have only taken thirty minutes to get home. Rebecca sighed irritably and fished around in her purse for her keys. "Becca," a voice from behind whispered, so silent Rebecca didn't hear, and then again, "Becca!" Rebecca spun around, scared out of her skin, and then smiled, "Oh Millie what –" but she never finished her sentence.
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Reid looked outside to where the rain poured down. "It's interesting, you'd think by now a body would have shown up." "Our unsub isn't killing them." Rossi commented. "Then why is he taking them?" Hotch wondered.
Just then, Police Chief Deluchi joined them, "There's been another kidnap." He said.