Again its not a very long chapter but i hope you like it.


"The white room just doesn't make a whole lot of sense to me." Ryan said looking over Alexis's notes.

"Well, when you think of a whit room what comes into your mind?" Esposito asked.

"A mental hospital." Beckett and Ryan said together.

"Yeah, that's what I was thinking so I did a search on mental hospitals nearby and there are none that are closed or abandoned."

"So you're so excited why?"

"Because, I searched for information on mental hospitals where the first vic. was killed in Sacramento, California and something interesting popped up. Two years ago there was a girl who was released even though she was still clearly mentally unstable. Apparently she was shot and killed by a cop. She had a gun to a fourteen year olds head and he couldn't talk her down. She forced him to pull the trigger."

"And this helps us why?" Beckett asked a little impatient.

"Well, like I said she was released but still clearly unstable. The doctor who released her went crazy after she was killed. He released her because they were in love and she made him believe she was fine and they could be together if she was out. Anyway, he ended up losing his job and then being put into the same hospital after threatening multiple cops that he would kill the ones they loved to see how they liked it. Just when he seemed to be getting under control he escaped from the hospital."

"When was this?" Beckett asked.

"Two days before the first murder. In the first murder a woman was killed and she turned out to be the cop's wife who killed the girl."

"Do we have a name?" Beckett started to fill with hope.

"Daniel Simon. When he said he was a genius he wasn't kidding. He could have become a number of different things, but he chose to work in a mental hospital."

"Do we know where he is?"

"He has an apartment that he got five months ago. I called the super and she said that he was kind of weird but he paid on time every month. She said when he first moved in she noticed he had all white furniture. Also he changed out one of the doors in his apartment. She saw him bringing it in and said it was a white door with a small window in the center. And she said he sound proofed one of the rooms. When she asked what was up he said he was a musician and he didn't want to bother anyone. He also said if he moved out he would pay for it to be redone."

"Why would he make his apartment look like a mental hospital room?"

"Think about it, it's the place he worked and where he lived for a while. He got comfortable with it."

"Let's go." Beckett said grabbing her jacket.

When she arrived at the apartment building she felt more joy seep in. They were here and they still had an hour left.


I've got to ask, is it believable?