The team was driving furiously to the capitol, JJ talking on her phone endlessly with officials ordering the evacuation of several important buildings in Richmond, including the capitol building. "Damn it, people only respond to code black these days and they want evidence. What am I supposed to do, send a picture message?" JJ said in an exasperated tone.
"The sooner we catch these bastards, the sooner we can go back to Garcia and Morgan," Emily said looking at her friend to hopefully establish some calm.
Hotch hung up the phone with the mayor of Richmond, who has the support of the police on their side. "The police have begun evacuating the building. The governor and his family are ready to be transported to a safer location."
"Have you alerted bomb squad?" Rossi asked, looking at the profiles once again.
"Reid has done that. Have you found a location for any of the suspects?" Hotch asked.
"We have located Sylva and Tymes at the Hilton. Police have brought Diana Torres into custody once we released their profiles. We don't know the whereabouts of Jayne or Burns, but I am sensing they are close to Torres' location." Rossi said.
Hotch nodded and looked at the team with a plan in mind. "When we get to Richmond, I want Reid and myself to go to the capitol and help the bomb squad find the bomb. JJ, I want you to go to the police station where they have Torres and figure out if detectives have earned any information from her about Kyle's or Jayne's whereabouts. Rossi and Prentiss, I want you to go to the Hilton and see if you can pick up Tymes and Sylva. They are very recognizable people, Im sure the staff would have noticed strange behaviors."
Hotch's phone rang and he answered it as Prentiss began taking further notes of the case. "I wonder why Diana was brought into custody."
"Torres was a passionate woman with a radical husbund, a toddler and is unemployed. She was taken into custody for a DUI," Rossi said assured.
"We've got a problem," Hotch said hanging up the phone. "Jayne Torres and Dennis Sylva were found dead in Sylva's hotel room at the Hilton twenty minutes ago."
"Did they say method of death?" Reid asked.
"They were stabbed by a sword," he said as the team looked at him curiously.
"A sword? Like a samurai sword or a medieval "this is Excalabur" sword?" JJ asked.
"Apparently a large one. The hotel staff is waiting for Rossi and Prentiss before any more actions are made in the room."
"Luckily we are five minutes from Richmond," Emily said looking out the window. "I just want to catch these bastards."
"And we will," JJ said. "Remember, they are fundamental and don't like technology. In the world we are in today, they are the minority. We will stop them."
Before Reid could put his two cents into the conversation his phone began ringing and he saw Rebecca's name flash across the screen. Smiling, he answered it and said, "Rebecca..."
"Now Doctor Reid, it seems you have left me with a gosh darn awful situation."
"Beck..."
"I am laying here in my bed naked and it is a little after five o'clock, so unless the boogeyman has made a sudden appearance in Quantico, Virginia, I think you need to make yourself over to my apartment, strip, and fuck me until the new year. Sound good?"
Reid felt his pants tightening and the eyes of his team as his blush moved up his neck. "Beck, I am not in Quantico. We have a lead in Richmond."
"Oh I don't buy it! Are you picking up something for me? Lets say rum.. I feel like rum tonight, don't you?" she said playfully.
"I promise I will bring some to you once I catch this guy, but I won't be coming over tonight." Reid hoped that this wouldn't be killing his chances with this woman. He really was falling for her fast.
Sighing, Rebecca pulled the sheets up to her chest and began fiddling with her hair. "Well my young hero, I guess that means I should put away these chocolate covered strawberries."
"Girl, you know I love those!" he said sighing sadly.
"And the chocolate covered pineapple will have to be tossed."
"Don't you be wasteful! There are starving children in Africa you know," Reid said a little too loudly.
"Reid!" Hotch said, giving him a glare to shut that phone off as soon as possible.
"Rebecca, I really need to go," he said quickly.
"Please be safe, Spence," Rebecca said, her tone shifting to one of worry and concern instead of flirtation. "I want you back in once piece."
"I promise I will try," he said before hanging up with her.
Swallowing, he made eye contact with his team and the girls gave him winks in appreciation. Rossi, who had been sitting in the passenger seat, turned to the young man and said in a teasing manner, "Beck! oh Beck!"
After a brief chuckle, Hotch looked at the young man and said, "Spencer Reid, focus now!"
The team split up at the police station. Rossi and Prentiss took one of the vehicles from Richmond police and made their way to the Hilton hotel. The hotel manager, Tristan Holt, met the pair at the door waving his hands frantically. "Oh this is just horrible! So much blood and so much scandal! I can handle sex, but murder? What has happened to humanity mam? What happened to cherishing life!"
Holding in her laughter from the humor and confusion, Emily looked at the chaotic man and said, "Mr. Holt, I need you to focus and direct me and Mr. Rossi to the room."
Mr. Holt, looking Rossi up and down like a piece of meat, winked at the man and began extravagantly leading the agents to the room. Rossi kept his mouth shut and only stared ahead, not making eye contact with the manager in fear of losing his professional appearance.
When they got to the room, Mr. Holt through up his handkerchief in the air and cried out, "Oh isn't this horrible! So much murder!"
Emily looked at the man and smiled at him saying, "Thank you, Mr. Holt for leading us here. May you please inform the police to come up here with their CSI's and lead detectives?"
"Oh yes mam! Anything to help!" Tristan said moving away from the room in a frantic pace.
Emily looked at Rossi who began studying the dead bodies. "Seems like you have a new fan," Emily said laughing.
"Oh don't humor him," Rossi said rolling his eyes.
Sylva and Torres were decapitated, however their bodies were formed to be holding one another, their heads facing each other. An old sword pierced both their bodies and held them together as if they were pieces of a kabob. Rossi noticed four different sets of prints upon the carpeting, two sets marred in blood.
"It seems that the gang was beginning to divide," Rossi said.
Emily nodded and noticed a note laying beneath Jayne's head. "Here's a note," she put it in an evidence bag and read it as she could, the letters written in blood: Loyalty or death shall determine the strong from the weak. "It definitely seems like they aren't in support of the next act," Emily said.
"Even so, who could have had time to do this?"
Emily looked around the room and took in the two different sets of prints in blood. A male and female pair. "Rossi, call JJ and asked if she has seen Diana Torres yet."
"Why?" he asked curiously.
"Trust me, Dave!" she said taking photos of the bodies before Richmond police obtained the bodies.
JJ was watching the young woman behind the window, Diana shaking from what appeared to be fear and a bad hang over. She noticed her phone ringing and turned away from the police officials. "Dave, what's up?"
"Are you with Torres yet?" he asked.
"Just about to interview her, why?" she asked.
"Does she appear to have blood on her clothing?" Rossi noticed Emily's train of thought and saw her open the doors to the CSI.
JJ looked at the young woman from the other room and did indeed notice blood upon her shirt and her pants, a detail she had overlooked prior. "Do you think she is a part of Jayne and Sylva's deaths?"
"Why else would she suddenly send herself into a drunken stupor before a scheduled bombing?" Rossi asked.
"I will get a confession to you ASAP," JJ said getting ready to talk frankly with the fidgety young woman.
"Now it is time to decide if Tymes or Burns were the man with her in here tonight," Emily said as they made their way to security to observe footage of the evening.
Hotch and Reid approached the capitol and parked their vehicle in front of the buidling. They were met with the bomb squad and each agent had access to members of the team. "Reid, remember the plan of the building in Quantico. These guys don't change their MO. Look for surrounding bombs."
Reid and Hotch split up, taking in each side of the building, hoping to find the proper spot. Each were having a difficult time finding the bomb. However as each made their way to the front of the building, they looked up at the molding of the crest and saw a stick of dynamite from the ledge. Reid took a step closer to assess locations of any more explosives as Hotch rounded the corner. When Hotch saw his young friend step closer to the building with focus, he knew Reid didn't notice the man with his sword drawn approaching him. Hotch pulled his gun and received a visual of both Kyle Burns and Paul Tymes II. "Spencer! Look out!"