Morgan's POV
Hotch walks into the bullpen and puts three files onto Reid's desk. "Two more men have been found." He says, and JJ and Reid look up from their desks. I take another sip of my coffee.
"Already?" JJ states in disbelief; it wasn't a question. "This guy's going off the rails, something must've changed." She adds, rolling her eyes.
"You're right. Most probably an event that evoked strong emotions. These kills are completely different. Two victims were blitz attacked in an alley in broad daylight. Each victim was stabbed once, and this time their throats were left intact. Our UnSub's confidence is skyrocketing, or he's devolving, either way, this behaviour is bold even for a serial killer." Hotch replies. Everybody but Reid nods in acknowledgement. Spencer's reading the files at super-human speed of course, but I'm sure his brain is also listening.
"When confidence goes up, proficiency goes down. He's gonna make a mistake soon...They always do." I say confidently, trying to lift the horrible atmosphere that's taken over since the whole serial killer thing, and Em's death. Not that I actually feel good, but it'd be nice if everyone could at least pretend everything wasn't shit. Hotch nods in approval and I flash a halfhearted smile.
"He's deviating from his usual patterns and victim type. One of the victims is too short, and his hair is slightly off. The other victim is black." Hotch states, waiting for some more input.
Reid looks up from his desk, and his expression is one of..I can best put it as 'what the fuck did I just read?' That's what it looks like to me anyway. He blinks, and shakes his head slightly. "The UnSub is changing their standards. It doesn't matter if the victims aren't perfect anymore, by now, I think the only criteria they have to meet is white, and ready to be slaughtered. I reckon the African-American victim was just collateral damage. That or the unSub just doesn't care anymore. Or it could be that they're enjoying themselves and their losing sight of their original goal. I mean, you had this killer pegged as a man on a mission, but look at these files, do these last few kills look like a calculating person on a mission, with a plan?! Or do they look like a crazy guy with a knife, who's killing for the sake of killing?...This doesn't look like a man on a mission to me." Reid exclaims quickly, getting rather heated as he speaks. He sounds indifferent, and then amused, followed by disgusted, then hopeless, next comes confidence mixed with disbelief, and then he's just silent. It's understandable given the circumstances, and feel sorry for the kid.
"You're right Spencer. I don't think the unSub had a plan." Hotch replied in a level-headed manner. He glances at Reid sympathetically.
JJ laughs sharply. "So what? The killer takes their time to plan the first three murders, and then commits the next three randomly and impulsively." She asks, like the possibility itself is ludicrous.
"Exactly. The kills were quick, and for the most part efficient. The unSub didn't stick around to slice their throats, so they were aware that they might be seen if they stayed. Once they made the kill, they ran from the scene, the job was done...Simply kill whoever was there was his plan. Nothing about this says organised." Hotch theorises.
"Killing for the sake of killing...with all due respect, how on earth is that supposed to help us sir?" JJ just sounds pissed off now, and I can understand why. Em was one of her best friends, and instead of hunting her killer, we're all stuck here working on this case. I'm mad about it too.
Hotch sighs, and shrugs his shoulders. He gestures to the files on Reid's desk, and me and JJ grab one each.
To me it seems like our UnSub's just killing because they want to. They're the worst type of killers, the ones who simply have no regard for human life, or anything really, other than themselves.
"Rossi's working on a geographic profile now. JJ, victimology. Morgan, I want you to compile a complete profile on our unSub. That is all." He requests, and I can hear the urgency rising in his voice. I open up the file I picked and begin reading.
This is going to be a long day.