"I have two addresses," Garcia announced. "One is for a warehouse unit he rents, apparently for storing the stock for his vending machines business. The other is for an apartment he has been renting for the past three years. And, yes, they have both been sent to your phones."
"Morgan, you and JJ take the apartment," Hotch instructed. "Call the locals for back-up. Rossi and Blake come with me to the warehouse. We'll call for back-up in route."
"What about me?" Reid demanded.
"Reid, you are just too involved with this," Hotch told him. "Stay here with Garcia and help her track this guy's movements over the past few months. We may need further information."
"Further information!" Reid erupted out of his chair. "Hotch, that's Christine out there! I can't just sit here!"
"Stay!" Hoch instructed him as the team headed out the door.
"Don't worry, Man, I'll keep you posted," Morgan gave him a pat on the shoulder as he walked past.
"Travel safe, my dears," Garcia told them. "And, bring my BFF back safe!"
Reid and Garcia watched silently as the other members of the team got on the elevator and left. Then, Reid turned to Garcia. "Okay," he told her. "How are we going to get out of here unseen?"
"My dear genius!" Garcia told him. "I just love the way your brain works! Follow me!"