Ch 4 And the wonderful things he does

Hello, sorry it's been almost a year, sorry I haven't been updating frequently but I'm at college and studying for medical school. I would like to thank: Mep 101, An Cait Sith, Person, lfair3, Irara, Ramona Fox, mei101, sbayless44. Most have already suspected who Devil is but let's see how close the BAU is to find him in this chapter.

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Previously:

Then all the silence was interrupted by the bellow of an officer on the phone "Hey Jefferson, it's Devil, he has another dealer!"

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4:30pm

"What?" was the sound leaving all FBI's mouth when hearing the officer holler. "Ha, yeah," Jefferson rub the back of his neck, "I will explain once I take this call." He walked to the officer with the phone "Hey Devil, . . . pretty good here, so what do you have for us," Jefferson pulled out a notepad "ok ready, . . . 25 waterway three men . . . front entrance . . . you didn't touch anything did you . . hahaha . .. yes I forgot you're a pro. . . so when will I meet you face to face . . . thought so. . . thanks, D." "Okay men, I need four patrol cars with one forensic team and one drug unit following, roll out in 5 minutes" he yelled out to the men and women around him "and send the closest patrol there ASAP."

The team was on the side lines looking how the officer already expecting those order just left the precinct and started to drive off.

"Wait, chief" Morgan interrupted as Jefferson began to open his mouth, "do you mind if I ride to where they are going?'

"Sure, you can ride with Lieutenant Roger , or do you want to wait for me to explain what is the whole deal here."

"I will go with him and he can explain to me or the team can debrief me once I get back, thanks, Chief"

Turning back to the rest of the team, Jefferson began to look sheepish, "so what do you want to know?"

Hotch was the first to speak up, "so who is this Devil person."

"Lieutenant Roger, what do you know about this devil person?" Morgan asked while riding away from the station.

"Well, he appeared 8 months ago by leaving anonymous tips about dealers that we been trying to catch for years in the area. When we would arrive at the location, the dealer and his friends were gift wrapped as you will most like see when we arrive at the scene."

"Wait you mean that he didn't give himself the name of devil?"

"Yep, the guy just called or delivers evidence to the station about people of interest without leaving a name. He became a frequent caller that many officers recognize his voice when he calls and his M.O. when arriving at the scene. Later on, one of the men captures described the individual who incapacitated him as a blond devil that appeared from nowhere disabling his men like hell delivering judgment."

"Just because of one man, you called him the Devil?"

"Well, he had received a lot of names and descriptions such as terrorizer, demon, hooligan, and other names along those lines,but all described him as blond and skill fighter. We just called him the blond devil or demon, which has shortened to his current name of Devil."

"So what is unique about his crime scenes"

Lieutenant Roger just smirk "well you have to see for yourself, Agent Morgan."

Once the car stop moving, Morgan opens the door and slip out of the car with three other patrol cars pulling up. " So this is the place" Morgan mussed. " Yes, the address and description of the place relayed was this one" the officer to his left responded. It looks run down and out of use, he would describe as a shipment Warehouse.

Upon entering what stood out the most what the three grown men tied up in the middle of the floor space. The men were tied back to back sitting down, there was a lack of awareness from the men but the steady rising of their chest indicated that they were alive although unconscious. Look past the men he observed that the CSI team was already there taking pictures and cataloging items found in and around the men and within the barrier made by the boxes stack. Somewhere even bagging items found in a table far back of where he was standing. Morgan walked closer to the table he observed that there were bags of white substance and stacks of money. Looking the right he observed that the boxes created an opening.

Morgan walks toward the opening and observed that it was wide enough for two officers armed with Gear to the walkthrough. "Officer, did anybody clears this area?" Morgan calls one of the officers nearby.

" No, sir."

"Why is that Walker?" Morgan glanced at his tag.

"We didn't see it."

"Well this is a rookie mistake officer!" he barked, "well come with me and we'll clear it."

The officer began to blush with shame " yes sir."

Morgan pulled out his gun and glans see if the officer had his drawn. Morgan went ahead walking with caution, barely making a sound. the boxes were not only an open that made a hole they will also open up to different that end make an appearance of a room. At the opening of one of the box wall Morgan approached with caution. the opening was situated to be seen as a room set up as a bathroom. It could be better described as someone combined a college dorm with an opera house changing room. It had a large pseudo vintage dressing table that contain a wide variety of makeup, wigs , and bald caps. Above the vanity mirror that contain different pictures of head shots of people that have very distinct features with names underneath them. After observing the room Morgan yell "CLEAR" and walked behind the office to enter another opening in the box of walls.

The next few openings were set up as different rooms and storage areas. In some rooms you can be seen that they have been working in experimenting with different methods of making drugs maybe even testing out new ones, bedrooms the also represent the college dorm and others filled with weapons ammo and other arsenal related items. At the next several opening Morgan and the officer Walker clear with no problem.

They kept walking until they reach a solid brick wall that had a window with a view to the back of the building. There was nothing of interest except the window that only offer you a view of large bins that seem impossible for somebody to hide inside but could hide between them. Morgan glanced to the officer next to him.

"Walker, take a couple of offices to check out the large bins make sure that nobody's hiding among them or in them. Anything found in there or around them bag and label for the evidence." The officers stood up straight and saluted and walked off.

Morgans face the window once again as the officers footsteps faded into distance. He crouches down and begin to look for anything left behind around the window and surrounding area. As he looks around he starts to slip on a glove from the back pockets. Satisfied that there's nothing to be back he begins to look for a way to open the window, he lifts his hands and opens a window without any difficulty and inspected when there were any clues.

He looks for signs that anybody might have used this window to climb into the building, he noticed that on the sill at the edges had some dusting gather while the middle of the sill was disturbed. It could have been written off as disturbance done by the wind blowing through it, not as something you will see you if somebody climbed through the window. Morgan didn't write it off as the breeze disturbing the dust and he examined around the frame of the window looking for any other signs.

As he began to lower the window, not finding any sign of an individual climbing through the window, a breeze blew in and movement caught his on the lower right frame of the window a piece of paper was fluttering. Morgan carefully reach for the paper, trying not to tear it apart, as he loosened it from the frame. He held it in his hand and close the window. He carefully unfolded the paper and read it.

Skr,

xefu jxqj oek qhu teydw vydu yd sqbyvehdyq. Y mqdjut je buj oek adem xem ven xu kdvehjkdqjubo xqt q ryj ev qd qssytudj. Ven mqi ekj yd jxu rqsa qdt xu kdvehjkdqjubo sqcu q dunj ev serhqi. Mu xat jxekwxj mu aybb jxu fhulyeki duij jxqj xqt iujjbu rkj y jxuehypu jxqj vum ev jxu cucruh ikhlylut qdt mqi qrbu je dkhjkhu q dum duij kdtujudjut. Jxqda weetduii jxqj xu cqtu iksx q hksaki qdt mu vekdt xyc gkysabo qdt mqi qrbu je q svydis. Jxu tesjeh jhuqjydw xyc yi iqydj, duh dqcu yi zkto I. cuhso. Iksx q belubo wyhb, oek heqbbo duut je iujjbu temd ieed. Mubb xuhu yi qd ebt cqd hqcrbydw, rkj y mekbt byau veh oek je secu ro qdt sxusa ed ven, y adem xu mekbt byau je iuu hyc skr.

Jeocqauh

Confused by the notes unable to decipher what it said Morgan carefully placed it in the bag. He put away the bag in his back pocket and so he could have Reid to look at later.

Working back through the maze into the main room where the officers and forensic officers were still combing into the room. Morgan grabbed the nearest officer and forensic " You two once you finish here go through this passage and take evidence from each room back there" Both men nodded and began to walk to the back area, taking with them other officers and forensics.

Morgan looking around to see that the three men that were once unconscious and tied up have woken up and were being escorted to wait in the truck. He walks along with them and leaves the building. As he walks outside of the building he looks around places his sunglasses on his nose and walks to the patrol down that way to take him back to the station.

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4:45 pm

After calling the precinct and talking to Chief Jefferson , Alex hung up the phone and began to take all his items and walk to the back. Alex left through the back window and retrieved his backpack and bicycle from the bind. he walked out from between towering containers to on his leg and pedal to the shadow Street. After a couple of minutes, Alex found another Warehouse that has been abandoned with a second-floor window within view of the one he just left. He walked to the building and found the window the face of the warehouse where the police have just arrived. Out of his bag, he pulled out a monocular with a Camera attached and a notebook. Find the correct position among the window where he can see everything outside and around the warehouse, but nobody looking at the building would see him there crouching.

From his place he was able to see a forensic unit van arrived followed by an armored truck. Looking to the building he could see officers walking past the window carry bags, cameras, and gloves. A couple of minutes later he saw a bunch of officers heading to the back of the building were the binds were. Alex move to a different window on the far side of the wall which left him exposed, but gave him a clear view of the back window that he had used to enter and leave the building. Using his monocular to zoom in and see an African American men holding the window open. While lowering the window the man grab something, Alex saw the piece of paper.. Startled he began to pat his pockets were he had placed his note from Smither and realized that it was missing. Alex glanced to the window only to see that the man had already walked away.

He darted between the windows to see if he can find the man once again. Alex finally located the man exit the building behind the three escorted dealers, he then walked past them and got into a waiting patrol car. Alex observe the man getting into the car as he move a reflection of light from his belt caught his eye and he zoomed in to where he saw the reflection and saw a badge. This was not any badge, it was an FBI badge.

"Didn't know the FBI was involved in a drug bust" Alex mused, "unless?! He's here for the kidnapping!" Alex glance back outside the window where the FBI man was was driving away in the patrol car. ''Mm, as Blunt once said there is no such thing as a coincidence''. Looking out he saw the rest of the group leave except for a few that were still securing the building. Once he began to pack all his supplies, left the building and began to pedal back home.

Unknown location. Unknown time

I was left in the dark for a long time, I don't know if hours, days, weeks, or months have passed. Every so often men would come in with mask to bring me food or water. I know I'm not alone, I have seen them bring in other kids who share the same blond hair as they come again, but this time they don't bring food they bring a rope.

"Listen here boy, if you are a good boy the boss might let you go, " said the one holding the rope.

All I could do is nod my head for the fear that consumed my body left me unable to make a sound. The two men had tied me up and blindfolded me, I was unable to see where they took me. Until we stop and was forced to kneel.

"What is your name boy?" a raspy voice with a thick accent, similar to the two men that held me, called out from the darkness.

"I'm Matthew Winters, please let me go, sir, I nor my family know nothing or own anything of value" I pleaded.

"Soon boy, do you know someone with the name Alex?" called out a gruff voice that had a similar accent.

"I know of many Alex's, which one in specific?" I cried

"Is there a boy with the last name that starts with R?"

"There is Riddler, Rech, Reeves, and Rapel." I spouted.

"Very well boy, you have answer truthfully, I will let you go" came the first voice

I heaved a great sigh and my head fell to my chest.

"Before I let you go, I need you to give a message to an old friend of mine."

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Well, that was foreboding. Who is this mysterious villain that has appeared? What does he want?

Can you decode the message?

I would see how soon I can update but reviews will be greatly appreciated and inspire me to keep on writing.