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Chapter #24

"Because the Scorpions beat and raped you, and you said that Demon was worse. What is worst is psychological, Demon played horrible mind games with you. Mostly likely made you believe that you were stupid, ugly, and worthless." She nodded yes.

"And even though he got you curbed on your drug and alcohol use, you still depended on them which it was one of his ways of controlling you." Again she nodded yes.

"And Demon was your pimp?" She turned her head at him, nodding her head.

"Demon is super duper rich; he had business with the upper crust. So once I was better, he taught me how to act at these parties, what to say, which fork to use, you know of how to be proper. And because I can sing, I would sometimes perform at these parties. Like a diplomatic whore." Ashley's hands started shaking where Reid covered one of them with his hands.

"At the time, I thought he was great. He didn't beat me or rape me. In fact, he got doctors to fix my hip; at best they could at the time. I was free to go out and do things on my own like shopping, going to movies, I even attended a couple of art classes. What I did was my choice. I could have said no to him at any time, but he would love me more if I did it. I would be more special to him. Without him, I was worthless; I shouldn't be allowed to live." She drew in a deep breath, knowing that this part was going to be hard.

"He also taught me the power of seduction, taught me . . . Ah fine tune my sexual skills." Reid looked at her, not completely understanding her.

"Ok, how to give better blowjobs and how to ride the pony."

"Ride the pony?" She looked at him, trying to figure this out.

"You need to ask Morgan about that. Anyway when Demon did business, sometimes he would sweeten the pot."

"You?"

She nodded yes, "He would send me to have sex with them, husband, wife or both. If the deal wasn't going his way, he would send me to seduce them where there was always a camera. Actually there would be a camera every time, he like to watch. Later he would blackmail the person to get the deal done in his way. That lasted for about a year."

"So what changed?"

"Well two things actually. Demon can play the violin beautifully. We were at this party, where the hostess asked us to perform, he would play his violin and I would sing. Afterward, I received more attention from the guests. Everybody like's my singing better than his playing. Later that night, he pushed me down a flight of stairs where I broke my arm. I was under care of his private doctor who never asked me any questions. In fact, he was the one that prescribed the drugs for me."

Reid leaned forward and gently pulled her in for a hug, he held her for a few minutes. "What was the second thing," he asked, still holding her.

She pulled away and started smiling, laughing, "Honestly, jealously. I found out that he was cheating on me with another woman and I got royally pissed off at him, and started screaming at him. How dare you cheat on me? After what I had done because of you? I thought that you love me? Again he started slapping me, beating me. And this is the ironic part," she said, waving her index finger at him.

"With the Scorpions, once they start hitting you, you have to keep standing and take it. Once you fall, then they will rape you."

"And it was the opposite with Demon?"

She nodded yes, "I stood there and he got madder and madder. Finally he grabbed me by the throat and threw me, across the room. I went through the window and by the grace of God or someone; we were on the first floor. I honestly don't remember. All I know is that my hip is now worse than before. I remember that I woke up in a hospital and Darcy was sitting by my bedside. It was later that I learned that Demon literally drove by the hospital and threw me out of the car and drove off," she said. She pulled further away from him, not looking at him.

A knock interrupted them where Ashley jumped. They both looked up. An older man came opened the door, and said, "Good morning." Both Ashley and Reid recognized him as one of the doctors.

"So how are we doing," he asked.

She looked at Reid where he shook his head, telling her not to be sarcastic.

"Fine, just like to get out of here," she answered.

"Well let's see what we can do. I need to examine you," he said.

That was Reid's cue to get off of the bed. "I will be outside," he said before leaving them alone in the room.

He leaned against the wall, letting out a sigh, absorbing Ashley's story. He knew it was bad, expected it to bad, but still, hearing it from her, it was hard. He wanted to tell her to stop, tell her that she didn't have to tell her story, but he couldn't. He had to know who he was facing.

He bent his neck one side to the next, stretching out the kinks, letting his hair falling in front of his face, getting into his eyes. He pulled his hair back, before rubbing the back of his neck.

His mind went through all of the events so far, figuring out his profile. The unsub is wealthy, probably enjoys the finer side of living. And since he had heard Ashley's singing, knowing that she has the skills to sing opera, he probably enjoys classical music. He is powerful if he was able to somehow get Director Strauss's supervisors to tell her to back off this case and tamper the evidence. This unsub is arrogant, and has a narcissism disorder in which he takes very good care of himself, spends a lot of money on his appearance and is not afraid to show it.

In fact, when he comes in for questioning, he wouldn't lie about how he knew Ashley. He probably wouldn't hire anyone to do his dirty work when it came to her. He wouldn't volunteer to come to the police station, unless politely asked. He would come willingly then and without a lawyer. To him, it is all a game and the prize would be Ashley.