The next morning, JJ left early to go talk with the victim's family. She was supposed to meet Agent Sykes there, and the interview didn't take long. As she suspected, there was nothing that could justify killing him, for him. His death was just a mean to an end. The real question now was what was the endgame, and how where they supposed to stop it ? JJ went back to the hotel where they found the victim, and asked the staff anything they knew about the convention. Apparently, it was the first time in years that something this huge was happening and people were expecting a lot. If it went successfully, the number of women brought from Eastern Europe to the states could decrease exponentially. Of course, this also meant that smugglers had tried to sabotage it. Still, the janitor had no real role in this convention, so why would someone kill him ? Especially since it meant that the police would be all over the place afterwards. But then, maybe it had nothing to do with the convention at all, but again who would want him dead ? JJ had no answer to any of those questions and it was starting to upset her. She really wished she could call her team, but she was taking the threat very seriously and didn't want to put any of them in harm's way. She went to the Seattle's FBI office and went over the case with Agent Sykes. They were at it for a couple hours now, when she received a call from Hotch. She excused herself from the room and answered her phone.

"Hey JJ, everything allright ? Your e-mail was really vague." He said as soon as she picked up.

"Yeah, just my mom got really sick last night and my father was so worried he called me." Gosh, she hated lying to him.

"You sure ? Because I called them, and she sounded fine to me."

"...I'm sorry Hotch."

"What is really going on ?"

"I'm not sure I should tell you. I mean..."

"Is it about that woman in Mineapolis ?" When he didn't get an answer, he asked again, "I know you JJ, and I know you wouldn't let it go."

"I know I said I'd stop, but isn't our job to catch serial killers ?"

"What did you find ?" He asked instead of answering.

"A man was killed in Seattle, and I'm pretty sure it's one of hers. Though I have no idea what she's going to do next, or how his murder would serve her interests."

"And how do you know she did it ? It's not like she leaves clues."

"Well, there's the setting, the hit that looks professional, and the convention. It's not much, but it's more than what we had two days ago." She paused, searching for the right way to apologize to him, "I'm sorry Hotch, I didn't want to lie to you, but she did say she was keeping an eye on us. I didn't want you or Jack in danger."

"It's okay Jayje, I'm not mad, maybe a bit disappointed you didn't trust me enough to tell me what you were doing, but I'll get over it. Especially since I didn't tell you either that I was still looking into it. But from now on, you'll keep me updated on your findings."

"Sure, no problem, but there isn't much."

"Do you want me to come over to help you with a profile ?" Hotch offered.

"No, I don't want to get too much attention on us, but maybe you could help me from Quantico. I hate to say it, but I'm completely lost. I don't get that woman, why she does what she does."

"Well, if there's anything I can do, you just let me know. In the mean time, I'll cover for you at the office."

"Thanks Hotch, I'll call you if we find anything new."

"Okay. And JJ, trust your instincts." With that, he ended the call.

She went back to the other agents who were still trying to find somethng through classic investigative work. But after a while Sykes took JJ aside.

"I know you said you don't want to be mentioned in the reports, but cleraly this is getting us nowhere, and I'm not a fan of asking for help, although we could use yours right now. You're not here just for the fun of it, there was something about this particular case that drew you all the way over to Seattle. So, what do you know ?"

JJ had enough experience as a media liaison to recognize the look in his eyes. He wasn't going to back down, and she knew she had to tell him the whole story, after all he had the right to know, though she had hoped that it wouldn't have been this soon. She still didn't have much to tell him. She did have a hypothesis, but so far, she had nothing to either prove or refute it. Which was why she told him everything she knew, from where it started in Mineapolis, to how she thought this murder was of importance in this case, but she kept some of her latest findings to herself. Like the idea that maybe it was related to an other event, though she didn't know what it could be. The convention was pretty much the place where she expected the woman to be. But Hotch had told her to follow her instincts, and she intended to do so. Once Sykes was up to speed, she left him with his colleagues and went in search of said event. She had found something somewhat promising on the Internet and went to check it out. Unfortunately, it was on the other side of the city so if she was wrong, she would lose some precious time. But you never know until you try, so she got into her car and drove off to where most of the officials of the convention were for the duration of their stay. It was the only logical thing in this case. If it was really about the convention, people could expect something to happen to one of them, at least that's what JJ thought.

Once there, she scouted the area, marking every hot spot in her mind. Then she waited. She knew that if someone was to try something, it would most likely happen at nightfall. Then , there was two options, either the attacker would break inside, probably from the fire escape and then through the roof, or a long distance shot. She had no way of knowing which one it would be, so she decided to take her chances on the roof. She called Sykes just in case anything happened and he promised he had men ready to meet her. Then she called Hotch as she said she would. And the wait began.