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The atmosphere at the Castleton sheriff's station was very tense following the events of the morning. Garcia was quiet, sticking close to her computer almost as if it was her lifeline, a home away from home. She was not her usual cheerful and joking self which only Reid and Gideon noticed as the others, of course, were not familiar with Garcia.

They had not seen John since the incident in the conference room, which was fine with all of them. Morris Ryder had come over and profusely apologized to Garcia for what she had endured due to his deputy's unprofessional behavior. Garcia had been gracious in accepting his apology.

Morris came up to Reid and asked what they should do now and Reid told him for the present time, all they could do is wait for a while and see if they got any response on the pictures they had sent out to police and sheriff's departments. Maybe someone would recognize the girl and call. Statistics did not favor them but one could always hold out hope. In the meantime Reid suggested that they carry on with some of the lessons that they had not completed yesterday due to the skeleton being found.

The group gathered in the conference room, minus John. Reid and Gideon carried on with their lessons from yesterday. Everyone seemed interested but they were all somewhat down from this morning's commotion and the let down that their investigation was stalled. Although Reid's lesson was technically perfect, once again, even he was noticeably preoccupied. He kept glancing over at Garcia, who just sat quietly in front of her computer, her fingers flying over the keyboard. The afternoon wore on and as Reid was contemplating stopping for the day, Lois popped her head in and said excitedly, "Agent Reid, there's a phone call on line one, it's from some detective in Frankfurt about the pictures of the dead girl."

Everyone's demeanor changed and the room was suddenly charged with anticipation. Even Garcia turned her attention from her computer to the room. Reid picked up the phone, "Special Agent Dr. Spencer Reid of the FBI."

"Special Agent Reid, this is detective Blair Moyer, Frankfurt PD, said the voice on the other end of the line. "One of the pictures you sent out looks somewhat like a girl that was reported missing in Frankfurt."

"When was she reported missing?"

"Two years ago."

"Two years ago, that fits our timeline."

"Another reason I think this may be our girl is that the people who reported her missing said she had gone to Castleton."

"She came to Castleton, are you sure?"

"That's what her friends and employer said."

"What's her name detective Moyer?"

"Tracy Wilcox, she went to Castleton to visit her grandmother."

"Tracy Wilcox, Reid repeated, looking at Garcia.

The moment the words left his lips her fingers started moving on the keyboard, "On it," she said.

Seconds later a Kentucky driver's license appeared on the screen identifying Tracy Wilcox. She certainly looked like their picture although she was heavier. She was 5'7" and twenty-seven years old. She had blue eyes and short curly brown hair.

Reid was looking at the computer screen when the image came up, as were all the others in the room. "That's her," Reid said, "That's our DB. Detective Moyer, we will need to get her dental records to make a positive ID. Can you have them faxed to us down here in Castleton? Thanks for the help. We'll be in touch."

Reid hung up the phone, turned and said, "What have you got for me Garcia?"

To everyone's amazement, except Gideon and Reid, Garcia recited, Tracy Wilcox of apartment 16 – 466 Kent Avenue, Frankfurt, Kentucky. Twenty-seven years old, worked as a secretary for Wentworth Construction. Graduated Riverside High in Frankfurt, daughter of Stan and Marie Wilcox. Marie Wilcox was formerly Marie Hammond of Castleton. Stan and Marie Wilcox died in an automobile accident three years ago. Tracy received a semi-large income from her parents' life insurance policies. No trouble with the law, not even a speeding ticket. Her mother Marie Hammond was the daughter of Hugh and Edna Hammond of Castleton. Hugh Hammond died of a heart attack fourteen years ago and Edna Hammond died of a heart attack two years ago."

"Two years ago," Reid said, "The same time Tracy was here. Tracy comes to see her grandmother. She gets hit by a car and her grandmother dies of a heart attack. Something's not right about that."

"What happened to Mrs. Hammond after she died?" Reid asked Morris.

"What do you mean what happened?"

"What was done with the body? There was obviously no family who handled arrangements for the body."

Lois answered, "Edna had everything arranged and paid for years ago so Gus, our undertaker just looked after everything for the funeral."

"So where is the body now?"

"Edna's body?" Morris said.

"Yes Edna's body." Reid replied.

"Well the cemetery, where else?"

"Okay, I think we have to exhume that body."

"What," the group, minus Gideon and Garcia, said in unison.

"Why," Colleen asked.

"Because, I'm wondering if Edna Hammond really died of a heart attack. Her granddaughter comes to see her and gets hit by a car and almost exactly the same time Edna dies of a heart attack."

Kyle spoke up, "Maybe her granddaughter's death shocked her and she had a heart attack."

"But nobody knew the granddaughter was dead except for whoever hit her." Gideon said. "She was dumped in the woods so nobody would find her body. I agree with Dr. Reid, it's too much of a coincidence. Edna Hammond's body has to be exhumed to find out how she died."

"Won't that be a problem," Lois said. "She's been embalmed, so there would be no blood to test."

"That's okay, they can still test the vitreous humor in her eyes and some of the tissues and if there's a large amount of some toxic substance discovered, it would also have been in Edna Hammond's system and could have caused the heart attack."

"Is there anything you don't know," Roy said irritably.

"Lots" Reid replied, "Okay Morris, we need to get in touch with a judge who can give us an exhumation order."

"Reid, is that really necessary," Colleen enquired?

"Look, this girl came to visit her grandmother and she was killed, then the grandmother suddenly dies. Doesn't that concern you people? Don't you wonder what happened? Did Tracy and Edna stumble onto something, something someone in Castleton was willing to kill for?"