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What they actually found was a crime scene. One of St. Francis' surgeons had been shot dead in the parking lot a couple of hours ago.
"What in the world is the FBI doing here?", the officer in charge, a balding, rather corpulent man asked crossly. Obviously he was very unhappy about the fact that the Feds were poaching in what he considered to be his woods.
Hotchner introduced him and his people (Reid and Prentiss had arrived meanwhile, too) as unobtrusively as possible and explained that they were investigating a case which was possibly connected with the recent murder. "If you could just tell us what kind of bullet was used…"
At the same moment, a sergeant yelled to the officer in charge: "Sir, it's one of these damn teflon-coated things again!" The officer suddenly looked sick.
"Again?", Hotchner repeated.
"We've had two other murders committed with teflon-coated ammunition since Saturday evening. The bodies keep piling up and…" He bit his tongue just in time before confessing that he had no idea what they were dealing with.
"There's a man in coma at Mt. Zion Hospital – he was shot with teflon-coated ammunition, too. And his sister was murdered with a bullet of the same kind, two weeks ago", Hotchner informed him.
"Why in the world do I have to be told such valuable information by federal agents?!", the stout officer exploded. "Unbelievable! Why didn't my people draw that connection?"
"I'm sure they would have with a little more time on their hands. Besides that the linkage isn't easy to detect: The sister's death was categorized as a burglary gone wrong and the brother is still alive." Hotchner did his best to mollify the man. He definitely didn't need any rivalry, fueled by embarrassment, with the local police. "Would you mind if we take a look at your case files?", he asked politely.
"No, not at all!", the officer gnarled, stomping off, apparently trying to find someone to blame for the humiliation he had, from his point of view, just suffered.
As it turned out, besides the surgeon, a nurse and a mortician had been killed – all with ties to St. Francis Memorial Hospital.
"This doesn't make sense", Rossi murmured.
"The Lainz Angels of Death - Maria Gruber, Irene Leidolf, Stephanija Meyer and Waltraud Wagner – nurses at the Lainz General Hospital in Vienna, admitted to murdering 49 patients, but they were all nurses. A surgeon, a nurse and a mortician are a very strange assembly of Death Angels", Reid said. He enunciated exactly what Rossi was thinking, thus giving the older agent an excellent foundation from where he could work on.
"Maybe she was wrong…", the elderly man mused.
"Who?", asked Reid, still caught up in statistics about groups of serial killing caregivers.
"Emma Milton. I bet she thought she was on the scent of some Death Angel, but what if…"
At this very moment, JJ called Hotchner and told him that Henry Milton had woken up from coma.