Chapter 4-The Plot Thickens

Garcia arrived trailing a luggage bag behind her, "I'm here. I'm here," she said walking into the conference room. "What's this didn't have time to stop at the hotel first, baby girl?" Morgan asked coming to take the bag from her.

"No this is all my tech stuff. I don't let it out of my sight."

"Alright let's get started. Garcia this is the first computer for Aiden Turner," Hotch said pointing to it as she sat down in front of it cracking her knuckles before getting started.

"Morgan leaned over her shoulder to watch."

"Uh...a little space please sugar."

Garcia was going back and forth between all three computers as she tried to crack the passwords the first two were easy but the third was going to take a little more work. So she decided to just concentrate on the other two for now. On one she found absolutely nothing out of the ordinary and nothing that pointed to him as the killer. "Guys I think I found something," she said pointing to the screen where she had a file opened full of pictures of the victims there were some of them when they were still alive. They looked as though they were taken with a camera from a close distance and then others of them painted before they were posed.

They hurried over to Aiden Turner's apartment, Morgan went around the back of the apartment to make sure he didn't flee from the balcony. Hotch, Prentiss and Reid went inside making their way up the stairs and then stopping outside his apartment door. "Mr. Turner, F.B.I open up."

When he didn't open the door right away they broke the door down just as he was coming through the doorway, "What the hell. You broke down my door."

"Mr. Turner put your hands behind your back."

"Wait what? I told you I didn't do anything." He said as Hotch roughly grabbed his hands wrenching them behind his back as Emily cuffed him.

"We found the pictures on your computer."

I saw them take him away, she was with them. It gave me another look at her and I know she is perfect. I need her for my next piece, this one has to be the best one yet. This one will bring all the press and notability I need. I know though that now is not the time. I need to wait until she is alone, then I can take her.

"Those photos are not mine," Aiden said as he glanced down at printouts of some of the photos.

"Then how did they get on your computer?"

"I have no idea."

"Well then it's not looking good for you, Mr. Turner."

"I have several friends who use my computer sometimes why don't you look into them. All's i know is it wasn't me."

Hotch handed the list of names to Garcia to look up some info on, they needed to solve this thing before he chose his next victim. "Alright boss I looked up the names you gave me and I managed to narrow it to two," Garcia told him handing him the slip of paper with their names and addresses on it.

Once again they split up the check out the two men the first one turned up nothing, Emily and Reid were in the room talking to him. She sits in front of me now, so close I can practically touch her. I can smell her scent. They had nothing, they had to let him go and that gave him a thrill because he was getting one over on them. They had no idea the real artist was sitting right in front of them. They let me go and I linger outside the door. She will have to leave here to head to the hotel they are staying at and she will most likely head over alone like she did the night before. This time I will get her, she will be mine.