Disclaimer: See chapter 1
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"The Oriental Pantry," Garcia told them, "was recently bought by a woman named Lily Lim. She's the owner/manager of a Chinese restaurant called The Fortune Cookie. The former proprietor of The Oriental Pantry, Johnny Fung, 58, died in a car accident a few months ago and the pantry fell on hard times in the hands of his wife and son. The bank was about to foreclose when Lim swooped in and bought the business for a song. According to bank records, Mrs. Fung and her son still work there."
"How old is the son Garcia?" Morgan asked.
"Joey Fung is twenty-nine. There's no record of any criminal activity."
"Let's talk to Lily Lim," Hotch suggested. "Have you got an address on her Garcia?"
"Have I ever let you down sir," the tech said before she gave him the address.
"No Garcia, you never have." He turned to the team. "Rossi, Prentiss, go talk to this woman and find out what you can about the Fungs especially Joey. His father's death and Lim taking over the family business may have been the stressor. Then we'll pay the Fungs a visit."
"Right Hotch," Prentiss said as they left the room.
"You think this could be our guy?" Morgan asked.
"He seems to fit the profile," Reid said.
"JJ," Hotch spoke again. "Contact Garcia and see if she can track down any purchases by Deborah Lee at The Oriental Pantry."
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Shirley stared at the scarlet bedding and the terrified look in Linda Kimura's eyes. "Now Dr. Kimura, perhaps it's just your cycle. Did you think of that?"
"Of course I thought of that Shirley, I'm a doctor after all, but it's way too early." She turned to the bathroom. "I have to shower."
When she emerged from the shower there was no sign of the bloody sheets. Beth had joined Shirley. "Dr. Kimura," she said, "we need to do your vital signs." She wrapped the blood pressure cuff around Linda's arm and while the machine pumped up she ran the thermometer across her patient's forehead and behind her ear. "99.2º" she stated. "BP-136/77, pulse-102, sats-98%. The temp is up a little doctor but it could just be from the shower. We'll keep an eye on it. We've alerted General Mattingly. He'll be here shortly."
"Is there anything we can get for you Dr. Kimura?" Shirley asked.
Linda looked back at the two women, her eyes had never looked so lost, Shirley thought. They couldn't get her what she needed most. "No," Linda said quietly, "nothing." She went back to the bed as Shirley and Beth left the room for the ante room disposing of their isolation garb. Linda sat on the bed, her knees pulled up to her chest and rested her head on her knees. She reached her hand out and plucked the stuffed rabbit from the top hat. That's what she needed right now, she thought as she hugged the stuffed animal close to her body, a little magic.
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"Can you tell us what you know about the Fungs?" Rossi asked Lily Lim as they sat in her office at The Fortune Cookie.
"I'd always had good dealings with Johnny Fung. I bought some ingredients from him both for the restaurant and home. They were good quality at a fair price," the beautiful Chinese woman said. She swiveled in the chair behind her desk. She wore a red suit and her black hair was braided and piled on top of her head.
"What about Mrs. Fung and Joey?" Prentiss asked.
"I didn't see a lot of Mae Fung. She worked in the back, processing orders, taking care of stock and that kind of thing. She could do that because she dealt with their dealers in Chinese. Mae is from the old school Chinese. She observes the traditional hierarchy. I believe it was an arranged marriage. She deferred to her husband, always walked two steps behind him, never learned English."
"And Joey?" Emily pressed.
"I don't really know a lot about Joey. I hardly noticed he was there unless Johnny told him to get something from the back room. I can understand why he would have a hard time running the place once his father died and Mae could never do it. It was a good business decision for me. I've got a man running it and Mae and Joey continue in their former positions."
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General Mattingly finished his examination. "Your temp is hardly elevated. You're not experiencing headache, joint and muscle aches or a sore throat?" Linda shook her head. "No diarrhea, vomiting or stomach pain?" Linda shook her head again. "Your eyes are clear, no redness and you have no evidence of a rash. These are all good signs." He patted her on the back. "I'll do blood cultures to make sure, okay?" He bent down to look her in the eye. "Chin up my dear, I'm not about to lose one of my best doctors."
A small smirk came to Linda's face, "Thank you General," she said.
General Mattingly and Shirley left the room. "Well, I think you cheered her up a little sir," the nurse said.
"Perhaps," he agreed, "but I'm not a tall, handsome, artistic profiler," he pointed out. "I hope he's back soon."
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Rossi and Prentiss had returned to report on their discussion with Lily Lim. "So," Morgan began, "Joey's father dies but he's not doing a good job of running the business even though it's got an established clientele."
"Then," Reid continued, "Lily Lim comes into the picture and buys the business his father had spent a lifetime building just before the bank forecloses. Now this woman is his boss."
"And in the house he was raised in, he's not used to taking orders from a woman. The woman didn't make any decisions so he's likely to view Ms. Lim as some kind of malicious interloper," Hotch interjected.
"But he can't rape her or he and his mother might lose any contact they still have with the business his father built, one he still sees as his," Prentiss added.
"So instead of raping her, he rapes and exerts his 'power' over women he sees as being like her. Only in the last rape, something goes wrong and he ends up killing his victim," Rossi finished.
"Prentiss, I want you and Rossi to go talk to Joey Fung but I want you to take the lead. He's used to his mother deferring totally to his father. Let's see how he reacts when a woman is in charge. You two decide if he should be brought in for questioning and I'll try to get a court order for a DNA sample and forensics on his clothes," Hotch ordered.
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"Your temp is normal Dr. Kimura," Shirley said. Linda just nodded. "That's good. There's always a fever with Ebola. Are…are you still…uh…bleeding?" Linda nodded again as she sat in her chair and stared straight ahead. "Is there anything I can get you?" Shirley asked, hoping Linda would speak but she just shook her head. "The cultures will take a couple of days." Linda gave her a blank look. "If you need anything, ring your bell, okay?" Linda nodded again and Shirley finally left the room.
She was probably being rude, she told herself. They were doing their best for her but what if despite what all the indicators said, this was it, Ebola? There was a 50-90% death rate and no one knew why the people who did survive survived. If they knew why they could possibly develop a cure. If this was it, she didn't have long. What if he didn't get home before she… What if she never saw his face again or heard his voice or got to say good bye. No, she pounded her fist on the arm of the chair. She couldn't think like that. She was going to be here, waiting, when he walked into that ante room… She hoped.
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Their knock on the door of the Fung home was answered by a young Chinese man with a shaggy haircut a little shorter than Reid's, Emily thought when she saw him. He was thin, about 5'10", and had a surly expression on his face. "Joey Fung?" Prentiss asked. "Agent Prentiss FBI," she flashed her badge. She inclined her head toward her partner. "This is Agent Rossi."
"What do you want?" Joey asked, looking at Dave.
"We'd like to talk to you about the recent rapes in the city and the murder of Deborah Lee," Prentiss stated.
"Why would I know anything about that," he again addressed Rossi, ignoring Emily.
Prentiss stepped in front of Rossi, blocking him from Fung's view, "Because all of them were customers in your store, oh, I'm sorry, I mean Ms. Lim's store. And that's the only thing we could find that they had in common."
Joey Fung's hands curled into fists at the mention of Lily Lim. He refused to look at Prentiss. "Mr. Fung, I'd like you to come down to the precinct with us for questioning…"