In the conference room, Reid was working on the geological profile. However, all the variously colored pins were outlining the route of I-59.

"Let me guess," Blake was watching as he marked the map. "This unsub has a very long, narrow comfort zone which appears to follow I-59."

"That seems to be the case," Reid was studying the map. "My guess is that he lives or works very close to the highway."

"How about working on the highway?" Rossi asked. "Trucks and other vehicles travel back and forth on a regular basis all the time."

"That sounds reasonable," Morgan agreed. "However, where is he meeting or targeting his victims? There has to be a place where people stop. A rest area maybe?"

"What about a truck stop?" JJ walked into the room. "It seems that Sue Ann Harris is working part-time in the restaurant at a truck stop along I-59. It's not too far from here. According to her family's minister, it is a family owned and run operation, but that doesn't mean the unsub couldn't have targeted her there and followed her without anyone noticing."

"This unsub definitely isn't a stalker," Reid pointed out. "Stalkers tend to make some sort of contact with the object of their affection. As far as we know, this unsub has never make contact with any of these women."

"And, a stalker would only target one person at a time," Hotch observed. "We need to find out what it is about these women attracts this unsub."

"Sounds to me like we need to make a trip to the truck stop," Rossi proposed. "Who's coming with me?"

Hotch glanced around the room. "Blake, why don't you go with Rossi?" he suggested. "JJ, I need you to go over what you learned from the parents. Maybe we can find something in that information."