***Arrow Lane 45***
Two hours later Cho and Rigsby arrived at Arrow Lane 45. Only half an hour later, Lisbon, Van Pelt and Jane joined them.
Suddenly, Jane did not remember the beautiful sunrise anymore. He felt pain, pain coming upwards his body, the pain feeling of something forgotten crawling back into mind. He had tried to block it out, it had never worked out for more than five minutes, but now he was back, he hasn't heard so long from him, nearly wondered where he had been, he thought that it maybe had come to an end, such a naïve thing to think by Mr. Jane, it wouldn't come to an end, not that far.
But sometimes far was too near to notice it, to have concerns about it. However, Jane's only concern was his arch-enemy, the murderer of his wife and child, when he entered the house of Carina Kingsley. He wasn't surprised to find the smiley, Rigsby had told Van Pelt, Van Pelt had told Lisbon and Lisbon had told Jane, visiting him in the attic.
He was surprised to find a male victim, a man, about thirty-five or a bit older, rather older, he was tall and thin and muscular, blonde. Jane stared at him for a while, lost in thoughts.
'He resembles you' Lisbon said trying to sound soft. Jane looked at the curly blonde hair of the man.
'Oh, yes, I see' he said still a bit lost. What did this mean, killing a man similar to him, a message? What was it supposed to mean?
'Jane, if you don't want-'
'I stay here. It's just another one of his murders.'
Lisbon nodded agreeing.
'It's funny' Jane stated and walked around the body. 'Most of his victims are women, he abuses them, cuts and stabs them in that way like shown here, men he kills only few and when necessary, remember when I met him two years ago? He killed the woman of the copycat group but only shot at the boy. So this one here means someone special to him, he killed him like he kills women, that means joy, well, whatever he feels or likes when he kills…not joy, he doesn't have feelings.'
Jane was lost in thoughts again and Lisbon just sighed and asked the other agents what they've found out. Jane kneed down to the body and searched his pockets. Something was curious. He took the hand of the dead man.
'Manicured' he mentioned.
'What?' Grace asked in surprise.
'His fingernails are manicured' Jane explained.
'His name is Jim Doyle. He lives not far from her' Rigsby suddenly said when fingerprints analysis found a match.
Lisbon nodded. 'You and Cho go there' she ordered hoping that they weren't going to find the next corpse there.
'Oh, may I come with you?' Jane asked, Rigsby and Cho looked at each other, at Lisbon and then nodded.
***House of Jim Doyle***
'Kitchen clear.'
'Living room clear.'
'Bed room clear.'
'Okay, guys, got it. It's all clear' Jane said nerved and directly walked into the bedroom.
'Jane, what do you think to find here?' Cho asked surprised.
'I wanna proof a theory. You can just do your job' Jane answered pulling off all draws and searching hints for his theory and for Red John.
***CBI HQ***
'You think he's gay?'
'Ya, Lisbon…Jim definitely was and…'
'You think Jim Doyle had had a sexual relationship with Red John?'
'Well, yes.'
'You think Red John is gay?'
'Tell me a reason why he shouldn't be?'
'Alright, I give it up' Lisbon finally stated and rushed back into her office.
Jane smiled sitting down on his couch and grabbing the hot, earl grey tea next to him and drinking a sip of it.
He smiled.