Chapter 3
Emily's point of view:
Me and Derek were on our way to a witness house. We arrived in California around 6:30 am. In the last murder, there was a witness, so we are on our way to talk to him. "What's this guys name?" I asked Derek. "Umm… I'm not sure about the first name. His last name is Hayden though." I laugh. "How do we not know?" I asked. He shrugged. I smile and look out the window for the rest of the ride.
We arrived at Mr. Hayden's hours about twenty minutes later. I looked at the house… It wasn't very nice. There were things all around the yard, the fence was broken and the house needed another paint job. Me and Derek looked at each other than walked to the front door. Derek knocked and and a few minutes later a middle age man answered. He wasn't very attractive. He had a couple rotten and missing teeth. He was in a dirty robe with a cigarette hanging out of his mouth. "Mr. Hayden?" Derek asked while showing the man his badge. "Nah… I go get him." He said then closed the door in our faces. I looked at Derek and rolled my eyes. A few minutes later the door opened again. "Me?" He asked. It took me a second, I was pretty shocked. "Christopher?" I asked. He smile and then gave me a hug and a kiss. "What are you doing here? Bo said the police wanted to talk to me." I raised my eyebrows at him and than looked at Derek who looked confused and was just watching us. "No way! You're a cop?" He asked. I nodded. "Christopher, we need to talk to you about Liz Myers." I told him. His face fell. "Did you find her killer?" He asked. "No, not yet… We need to talk to you and have you answer a few of our questions." Derek told him. "Yeah. Of course! Anything I can do." Christopher told us. I hear Derek's phone go off and than him sighing. "Actually, Hotch wants you at the police station… He thinks you could be in danger." Christopher's eyes got all big. "Yeah, of course!" Then we walk towards the car.
Derek's point of view:
Me and Prentiss arrived at Mr. Hayden's place. The house looked pretty run down. There was so much crap in the front year. I looked at Emily and I knew she was thinking the same thing. We walked up to the front door and I knocked. A middle age man answered. He had a cigarette sticking out of his mouth and he smelled like marijana. "Mr. Hayden?" I asked while showing him my badge. "Nah… I go get him." Then closed the door in our faces. Emily looked at me and rolled her eyes. A few minutes later, the door opened again. "Me?" The guy asked. I was confused. What the hell was this guy talking about…apparently Emily knew. "Christopher?" She asked. He smiled than gave her a hug and a kiss. I looked at the man. He was probably in his early thirties, had blonde hair, kinda long and bright blue eyes. "What are you doing here? Bo said the police wanted to talk to me." Wow, apparently he's not very smart. Emily raised her eyebrows and looked at me. "No way! You're a cop?" He asked. Emily nodded her head. "Christopher, we need to talk to you about Liz Myers." Emily told him. His face fell. "Did you find her killer." He asked. I had to stop myself from rolling my eyes. I don't like this guy, just a bad feeling. "No, not yet… We need to talk to you and have you answer a few of our questions." I told him. "Yeah. Of course! Anything I can do." Christopher said. I hear and felt my phone going off. It's Hotch. He wants Christopher to come to the station. I sigh, loudly. "Actually, Hotch wants you at the police station… He thinks you could be in danger." Christopher's eyes got all big. "Yeah, of course!' Then we turned and started walking to the car.