Spanking keys

“I got your message.”

“It presents as mass suicide.”

“Not without visiting the campus.”

“I can’t make an assessment without meeting the faculty and students.”

“This does not bode well.”

“The director’s a graduate of Somerville Academy, isn’t he?”

“These boys killed themselves for a reason.”

“No one should write that off.”

“Somerville Military Academy, Oceanside, Florida, five boys were found hanging this morning.”

“The bodies are at the medical examiner’s now.”

“There’s no photos?”

“School personnel thought they may still be alive, so they cut them out of the trees.”

“Jimmy Burbage, Jerry Bowden, Jack Briggs, Tucker Calhoun.”

“So we’re walking into a contaminated crime scene.

“We don’t have anything solid?”

“‘We’re sorry’ was carved in a tree branch nearby.”

“This happened on campus?”

“No, in the woods about an hour away.”

“How long were they out there?”

“Six days.”

“Without supervision?”

“It was an outward bound mission for the upperclassmen.”

“Hung himself two weeks ago in his room.”

“Identical bed sheet, hangman’s knot.”

“Who takes sheets camping?”

“They would if it was the plan.”

“Could be domino effect."

“The campus would have been on high alert after the first one, so the kids wait until they’re alone in the woods.”

“They must have made some kind of pact.”

“And there’s something else.”

“Six kids went on the trip. Only five were found.”

“So maybe he chickened out of the pact.”

“Or was never a part of it.”

“And the campus is completely off the grid.”

“No internet.”

“I can help with that.”

“Which is why you’re coming with us.”

“Oh.”

“Isn’t Somerville the director’s alma mater?”

“I imagine there’s a lot of concern for Josh.”

“He’s been in those woods almost a week.”

“So how’s he surviving?”

Henry David Thoreau: “Things do not change. We change.”

“There’s still no sign of Josh Redding.”

“We’ll join the search.”

“So, the Somerville Academy was founded World War II.”

“It is hard-core old school.”

“They don’t even have a website.”

“Socioeconomic breakdown’s all over the map.”

“Yeah, so are the ages.”

“Students are 12-18 years old, on the same campus, in the same dorms.”

“Same personnel has worked there for a lifetime.”

“Ron Massey has been superintendent for 30 years.”

“He’s an alum, as is the majority of the staff there.”

“Lieutenant Tawes has been his second in command this whole time.”

“These type of places have their own infrastructure.”

“If it ain’t broken, they ain’t gonna fix it.”

“That’s probably why they banned modern technology.”

“They didn’t need it back then, they don’t need it now.”

“Aggressive motto … ‘vivere est vincere’.”

“To live is to conquer.”

“Those school raises soldiers.”

“Suicide is not part of that mantra.”

“Bailey Shelton was only 13 years old. He was one of the youngest students there. His death is probably the key to the others.”

“Agent Hotchner.”

“This is Agent Morgan, Agent Jareau, Dr. Spencer Reid, and Penelope Garcia.”

“So shouldn’t the flag be at half-mast?”

“Do they know who we are?”

“I’d like to speak with them.”

“How are they?”

“All right, I’ll get started.”

“Any leads on Josh?”

“I that terrain, he’s only capable of moving a mile an hour. Puts him in a 60-mile radius. That’s 3,600 square miles to cover.”

“Tawes knows those woods better than anybody.”

“We’ve got two agents meeting and we’ll start the investigation here.”

“Where’s the place with the most outlets?”

“Thank you.”

“We’d like to start with Bailey Shelton’s suicide.”

“Do you have a copy of the medical examiner’s report?”

“Well, the nuances can tell us a lot.”

“Of course.”

“It would be helpful to us to know what Bailey’s last day was like.”

“Josh stayed with the first years?”

“Were all the victims friends of Bailey’s?”

“If the boys were so vulnerable, why did they send them into the woods?”

“We have a docket.”

“It’s been only two weeks since the initial suicide.”

“You couldn’t postpone this trip?”

“This isn’t battle, and these aren’t men.”

“How many suicides have you seen?”

“So part of the mission was unsupervised?”

“But you came back six days later.”

“The boys didn’t have any way to communicate with you?”

“Seriously?”

“Well, survival courses like these often trigger a fight or flight response.”

“It looks like that’s what happened to Josh.”

“Who slept here?”

“Don’t know. They’re all identical.”

“Whoever was here took off.”

“And it’s scheduled.”

“Did Josh Redding isolate himself a lot?”

“Why did you send Josh here?”

“He was being a teenager.”

“Why?”

“How was Josh taking Bailey’s suicide?”

“Was that difficult for Josh?”

“Did he ever tell you why Bailey may have killed himself?”

“Mr. Redding.”

“These three beds are all three feet apart and there’s absolutely no privacy.”

“How did Bailey hang himself without anybody noticing?”

“Apparently he did it in here.”

“He used Josh’s room?”

“He told you that?”

“Is there anything else he mentioned?”

“Strauss, what, are you on the board or something?”

“These kids are told what to wear, what to say, what to eat.”

“This goes against the very nature of these boys.”

“They’re all looking for some type of control in their lives, and this place strips them of that.”

“Isn’t it?”

“Well at least the boys felt enough remorse to write ‘we’re sorry’.”

“That doesn’t trump taking your own life.”

“What is it?”

“But I guess I can buy that the other kids couldn’t hear Bailey hang himself.”

“Josh was laying right here.”

“I’ve never seen a mass suicide apology.”

“Maybe they knew it would help their parents.”

“Could be confessing other sins.”

“Who was in this tree?”

“Looks like Josh has doubled back a few times.”

“But the dogs can’t find him.”

“Is he familiar with these woods?”

“Josh tried away back then but didn’t get far.”

“None of them do.”

“But after three years of training …”

“He didn’t weigh himself down with supplies.”

“Smart.”

“Colonel, it’s been six days since the suicides.”

“Why hasn’t Josh come back to campus?”

“I thought he was doing well.”

“Dangerous to whom?”

“Does that include you?”

“So he was still here for bed check?”

“Was he punished for being late?”

“That could depend on what you said.”

“Were the victims’ bunks made before they went into the woods?”

“So where did they get the sheets to hand themselves?”

“Come on, baby.”

“Come on.”

“Boo!”

“Jeez, you scared me.”

“I thought you were a ghost.”

“You know, older buildings like this emit a low enough frequency that you can’t consciously hear.”

“Because the sensory overload can’t be explained, it wreaks havoc with your emotions, inducing fear, panic, and dread, hence the feeling of being haunted.”

“What about the visions?”

“Your eyes overcompensate for what your ears are missing.”

“That said, I do know a three-year-old boy that once met a friendly apparition named Leverett Saltonstall.”

“He was nice?”

“Very nice.”

“You’d think the laundry room would be closer to the dorms.”

“It’s not in the basement?”

“It’s on the opposite of campus.”

“That’s so strange.”

“Yeah.”

“Leaves of three, let them be.”

“Oh man, poison ivy.”

“Alcohol swabs, stat.”

“Thank you. You know, if I’ve got it, so do you.”

“I’m Italian. It knows better.”

“Where’s Massey?”

“He’s meeting with the victims’ families. They’re arriving now.”

“JJ, how are Josh’s parents?”

“Upset. They sent him here to keep him away from trouble.”

“Tawes made it seem like these guys are the only family they have.”

“Uh, it kind of is.”

“The integral part of the investigation is going to be understanding what these victims lived every day.”

“And with who.”

“Bailey Shelton killed himself in Josh Redding’s room.”

“Was Josh in the room with that night?”

“According to the records.”

“I will dig for dirt.”

“Dave, you find anything in the woods?”

“Josh’s tent was secluded.”

“His things were left behind.”

“He just took off.”

“Massey said he never got any respect from Josh.”

“And Josh’s own parents aid he was impossible to control.”

“His course load indicates increased isolation.”

“Isolated, smart, angry.”

“That could be a budding psychopath.”

“What are you saying?”

“Josh Redding killed his classmates?”

“Then he’s not missing.”

“He’s on the run.”

“And he has been for a week.”

“One hell of a head start.”

“With all the skills he could ever need.”

“Colonel, any sign of Josh?”

“Where do you think he’d go?”

“Sir, you said it was Josh who found Bailey hanging in his room, correct?”

“You didn’t find it to be odd that Josh could sleep through that?”

“Josh is the only person in common with all these deaths.”

“It’s a possibility.”

“Whoever did this wanted us to find them just like Bailey Shelton.”

“Okay, so how did he do it?”

“How did Josh control five strong kids?”

“Josh supervised the cadets both in the bunk and the laundry room.”

“That could explain how the sheets got out.”

“Yeah, so what does ‘we’re sorry’ mean if it

“What if Josh wanted them to apologize for something?”

“For their sins?”

“There’s no record of bad behavior, but all these guys were Alpha males.”

“They were all upperclassmen who might have bullied Bailey.”

“The message carved under Tucker Calhoun’s tree for a reason.”

“Yeah. We need to know more about that kid.”

“What are you looking at?”

“The ME’s report.”

“Bilateral fracture of the pars interarticular of the C2 vertebra.”

“Uh-huh. What’s that?”

“Classic hangman’s fracture, but only one of the five victims had it.”“Which one?”

“Tucker Calhoun.”

“Jeez, who is this guy?”

“The others suffered rotational fractures, hanging was secondary.”

“Staging the crime scene.”

“Josh is more sophisticated than we thought.”

“And vindictive.”

“He wanted Tucker to suffer.”

“The question is why.”

“Tawes thinks he’s on a rescue mission.”

“He still is.”

“We need to figure out why.”

“We need to start with everyone who knows Josh.”

“Why is that?”

“What was his relationship with Tucker Calhoun?”

“Who tried to break him?”

“Tucker?”

“You’ve got an honor code.”

“My guess is not everyone lives by it.”

“You do.”

“They all gonna be like that?”

“Why the hell would Josh hurt them?”

“Has Josh been more distant this year?”

“Did he specifically complain about anyone to you?”

“You said he was frustrated being saddled with the younger cadets?”

“Maybe Josh had had enough of that.”

“He met him outside.”

“Bailey’s father couldn’t come into this building.”

“So Josh folded his clothes, his towel, everything, all so that his dad wouldn’t have to walk past this room.”

“Do you think he did?”

“You’re a smart kid.”

“He’s a big guy.”

“You ever see him fight?”

“What about Josh and Tucker Calhoun?”

“Did they ever get into it?”

“Did he do that on the night that Bailey Shelton committed suicide?”

“Do you think Josh wanted to punish those kids for picking on Bailey?”

“What do you mean?”

“Points?”

“How many do you have?”

“Thanks for the help.”

“No one told us about a point system.”

“So Tucker Calhoun has the most points.”

“Who approves them?”

“Massey?”

“Well, maybe Tucker was his little pet. Leader of everything.”

“That comes with an attitude.”

“Streamroller types like that, they don’t let anybody get in their way.”

“Nothing was nice about that kid.”

“It sounds like he strong-armed everybody.”

“Well, then the points are for bad behavior, only they’re not calling it that.”

“We should look at the points of everyone who died in those woods.”

“My guess is they were all bullies.”

“Except for Josh.”

“Hotch, is something going on with Strauss?”

“Why?”

“Well, she’s awfully protective of this place.”

“She’s got pressure from above.”

“You sure it’s nothing else?”

“She doesn’t like the field.”

“Clearly.”

“Any word from Josh?”

“No.”

“Colonel.”

“We need to speak to Bailey Shelton’s parents.”

“Do that, please.”

“Josh ha contact with Bailey’s father the day he died.”

“And you think he could give you behavioral clues about Josh?”

“It’s all we have right now, Strauss.”

“By all means, I’m open to other suggestions.”

“Because all Massey wants right now is for this to go away.”

“He’ll tell us whatever he thinks we want to hear.”

“Oh, yeah.”

“What the hell was he doing way out here?”

“It isn’t exactly the kind of place he’d stumble upon.”

“Do you think Josh built this trap?”

“Right out of the Somerville handbook.’

“He even used the poncho to cover it.”

“He lured Chris Shelton here.”

“The body was still warm. Probably died just a few hours ago.”

“So Josh couldn’t be far away.”

“Tawes already took off, thinks he can find him.”

“A little help?”

“So why would Josh want Bailey’s father dead?”

“The duffel’s from Somerville.”

“It’s got Bailey’s stuff in it – and these.”

“Bad sheets.”

“He’s the one who hung those boys.”

“Okay, so he blamed them for bullying his son, and Josh escaped.”

“Josh wasn’t supposed to be out here in the first place.”

“This trap was to protect himself.”

“But this place isn’t on any map.”

“How did Bailey’s dad find it?”

“Somebody tipped him off.”

“Colonel, so you’re saying Josh was in his room the night that Bailey hung himself?”

“Was Josh in his room?”

“23 cadets sleep in that building. They’re saying he wasn’t there.”

“But that’s against your code.”

“Did Josh find Bailey in the laundry room after bed check?”

“And who else was there?”

“Tucker Calhoun liked to pick on Bailey.”

“Was he there?”

“Josh didn’t have enough points to go on the trip.”

“Why did you send him?”

“He was being chased, in which case, it was self-defense.”

“Prentiss said Mr. Shelton had a cell phone.”

“I’m gonna need to see that.”

“Doesn’t the school have a cell phone?”

“Goes against their policy, remember?”

“So is playing favorites.”

“You know, a man like Massey sets rules but is the first to break them.”

“He’s been left alone to run these kids’ lives and nobody questions him.”

“Oh, man, that sounds so sad and scary when you put it like that.”

“His policies are a combination of many other philosophies.”

“I’m not sure where his actual leadership lies.”

“Only that it does … lie, that is.”

“It’s a joke.”

“Oh.”

“Good joke.”

“Yeah.”

“Oh, my gosh.”

“The school does have a cell phone.”

“Only it’s not listed under Massey.”

“The account was opened …”

“By Tawes.”

“If Massey’s lying about something as simple as a cell phone, what else is he hiding?”

“He still wears his wedding ring.”

“Bailey was all he had left.”

“He’d do anything to protect him.”

“He’d attempted suicide before?”

“It’s not in your report.”

“How old are the injuries?”

“Then you assume his father was abusive?”

“On all of them?”

“Sir.”

“May I?”

“When did you decide where the boys would be camping?”

“No one else knew?”

“You didn’t write it down anywhere?”

“Mr. Shelton must have been quite upset when you saw him.”

“Who did he blame?”

“For his son’s suicide. Who did he blame?”

“Well, the guilt must have manifested itself elsewhere.”

“Was it you?”

Oh shit.

“Ma’am …”

“All due respect, ma’am.”

“Have you been drinking?”

“Strauss, we have one shot at this.”

“Well, if he smelled what I can smell on your breath right now, the credibility of this investigation would be compromised.”

“The organ damage is severe, like the boys have been suffocated, but what about the blisters?”

“The youngest cadets probably have the freshest scars.”

“All right, well, we’re gonna need one of them to admit it.”

“Hotch, she’s drinking.”

“Strauss.”

“Yeah. She needs help, man.”

“She could blow this case.”

“What happened?”

“She laid into Massey.”

“She actually said the kind of things I would have said.”

“And for a minute I was like, okay, good.”

“She’s finally on our side.”

“But then I smelled it, Hotch.”

“I asked you if something was going on.”

“You partnered me with her.”

“Morgan, she was getting help.”

“I’m gonna have to call EAP.”

“But this is not …”

“What? This is not about me?”

“Is that what you were gonna say?”

“You know how many times I’ve heard that, Hotch?”

“Well, I am tired of it.”

“You keep telling me that I have problems trusting people.”

“Well, from where I’m standing, you’re the one who can’t trust anyone with anything.”

“Any sign of Josh?”

“Tawes is still looking.”

“I need to find students who are having trouble with authority.”

“Okay, I can do that.”

“But I gotta tell you, they post rewards faster than they do demerits.”

“All right, well, look for kids who had disciplinary issues before they came here.”

“Okay. I got a few.”

“All right, did any of them have class with Bailey Shelton?”

“No, but each of the plebes have laundry duty. Does that help?”

“Their dorm is the farthest point from the laundry room. Why are they so isolated?”

“The ME said Bailey had blisters and burns, fingertips were raw, his trachea had internal scarring.”

“That’s awful.”

“Guys, that could be damage done inside an industrial-size dryer.”

“Oh, my God.”

“That’s how Massey’s breaking these boys.”

“No. In all the materials it says they don’t believe in corporal punishment.”

“Bailey writes about each of those boys and how they bullied him.”

“His father must have read it and wants revenge.”

“Does it mention Josh?”

“Not at all.”

“Then why would Chris Shelton go after him?”

“What if Massey lied to Chris Shelton?”

“And set Josh up.”

“And he convinced Shelton that Josh was responsible for Bailey’s suicide.”

“That still doesn’t explain how he found the scheduled woods.”

“Wait, where’s Mr. Shelton’s phone?”

“It’s right here.”

“It’s got a couple of contacts on it, Somerville Academy being one of them.”

“Any unknowns? Tawes has a cell.”

“No way.”

“Lieutenant no tech?”

“There’s one unknown.”

“It’s a text. It looks like, uh, phone numbers.”

“What are they?”

“Those aren’t phone numbers.”

“That’s latitude and longitude.”

“Right where those boys were camping.”

“Massey’s withheld information at every step along the way.”

“He’s not to be trusted.”

“He’s created a dysfunctional and abusive environment in which children like Bailey Shelton and others are repeatedly abused.”

“Josh is a protector type.”

“His power was taken away the night Bailey killed himself. We believe that’s when everything shifted.”

“Josh’s parents said he’s been withdrawn since Bailey’s suicide.”

“There’s a good chance that’s because he was planning his escape.”

“Josh didn’t have enough points to go into the woods, but Massey sent him anyway.”

“He wouldn’t. He had another agenda.”

“Massey texted Chris Shelton the coordinates for the campsite, not to hurt all the boys, but to take out Josh.”

“But he didn’t count on Josh fighting back. And he underestimated the power of Chris Shelton’s revenge.”

“Staging the murders to look exactly like Bailey’s death was a message.”

“To Massey. Chris Shelton wanted Massey to lose his sons, too.”

“Josh knows Massey has secrets, and he’s the only person who can bring the school down.”

“And now Massey will do anything to destroy Josh.”

“We need to find Josh before Tawes does.”

“Tawes has a massive head start.”

“Josh is close and he has a plan. How would he escape?”

“Get to higher ground.”

“What’s the fastest way out?”

“He’d look for wheels.”

“How did Chris Shelton get there?”

“He probably drove his own car. We didn’t see any ATVs.”

“Chris Shelton drives a truck.”

“Did you see one on the road on the way in?”

“No.”

“Where’s the next closest road?”

“Well, it’s a trek. It’s at least a few miles north of where the body was just found.”

“That leaves three likely areas where he would have parked.”

“You didn’t find any keys, did you?”

“Because Josh probably took them.”

“All right, we need to divide up.”

“Tawes, don’t do it.”

“It’s over.”

“Colonel Ron Massey, you’re under arrest.”

“You texted Chris Shelton the coordinates of the campsites.”

“That makes you an accessory to murder.”

“Okay, fine. You had Tawes do it.”

“Because you had no power or control over Josh, and you couldn’t handle that.”

“The problem is, he wasn’t gonna go away quietly.”

“He wanted you to pay for all those years of abuse.”

“He’s a grown man, Colonel.”

“You should be proud.”

Jean de La Fontaine: “Beware, so long as you live, of judging men by their outward appearance.”

“You got a minute?”

“Yeah.”

“No.”

“I’ll give it to the director.”

“It’s time for you to admit that you need some help.”

“You put my team in jeopardy.”

“You compromised the integrity of the unit.”

“Open the drawer, ma’am.”

“One call to the EAP and everything will be all right.”

“Agent Morgan will make sure that you get checked in privately.”

“And for that you should be grateful.”

“Finally got him down.”

“The Ibuprofen must have kicked in.”

“It’s about some missing kids.”

“Please don’t walk away like that.”

“We’ve talked about this.”

“I know this is hard on you. On all of us.”

“Look, if I had someone to cover my shifts, I would.”

“What if it was Henry?”

“What if it was?”

“You’d want someone out there looking for him.”

“I wasn’t helping anyone there, Will.”

“Fine, I’ll tell them I can’t come in.”

“I was supposed to have time off.”

“Henry’s not feeling well.”

“You don’t have to be here.”

“Ah, I get antsy when I’m gone too long.”

“And thanks for the team’s donation to ALS in Carolyn’s name. She would have appreciated it.”

“So how are you doing?”

“I’m okay. It’s funny, though. We were divorced 20 years. And I never missed her as much as I do right now.”

“Hey, you. Welcome back.”

“Good to be back, Penelope.”

I love their friendship.

“We’re ready when you are, sir.”

“The bodies of two unidentified boys were found near Wichita, Kansas, a week apart.”

“Both were Caucasian  and between the ages of fifteen and seventeen.”

“They were each found mangled in the aftermath of a tornado.”

“Yeah, but that’s not what did them in. The ME has determined that the case of death was blunt force trauma to the head before the storms hit.”

“Well, the death blow in each case was in almost exactly the same spot.”

“Now, what about all the other damage to their bodies? Some of their limbs are missing.”

“Yeah, victim number one, his right leg was taken off. Victim number two, both arms were severed. But was that because of the tornado or the unsub?”

“The ME still hasn’t discovered that. He’s a busy guy. Major storms have hit the area. 23 dead. The morgue is slammed.”

“It fits the unsub. He’s got a hell of a sadistic streak.”

“Well, a tornado would clear the air and give the unsub the privacy to do his thing.”

“He may be using the storm as the body disposition modality. Forensic countermeasure, wind, hail, rain, mother nature destroys the crime scene.”

“Or he wants us to think mother nature actually committed the murders.”

“What concerns me is the brief periods between kills.”

“Only a week. He’s moving fast.”

“We need to move faster. Garcia, get me IDs on all the victims.”

“I’m a gale-force wind.”

“Wheels up in thirty.”

“Oh, and pack for foul weather.”

“The forecast is nasty.”

George Gissing: “For the man sound of body and serene of mind, there is no such thing as bad weather. Every day has its beauty. And storms which whip the blood do but make it pulse more vigorously.”

“Right in the middle of tornado alley.”

“If this unsub is using tornadoes as a forensic countermeasure, then Kansas certainly is the ideal setting.”

“Tornadoes do pose a significant threat.”

“During this year’s super outbreak back in April, there are 336 confirmed tornadoes in just several days, resulting in over 300 lives lost.”

Ding dong

“Hey. Tell us something good, mama.”

“Okay, I’ve IDed your victims. I’m putting this all on your tablets if you’d like to follow along.”

“First up is Jason Meredith, 16-year-old runaway from Garden City, Kansas. Mom said he took off over a year ago.”

“Next up is Eric Janelle, 15-year-old kid form Wichita. He’s been gone three weeks.”

“Oh, both of these kids have records for possession and prostitution.”

“They were street hustlers.”

“At-risk teens. This could be a sexual predator.”

“An extremely violent one if the unsub is responsible for the damage done to the bodies, especially those missing limbs.”

“Well, now, he could be keeping the body parts for some sort of fetish.”

“Oh, okay, eew. That is my cue.”

“I’m here if you need me with my binary machines that don’t say gross things.”

She’s so cute!

Is he praying? Oh Rossi.

“I didn’t know you were a bad flyer.”

“I’m not. I just hate turbulence.”

“You know, turbulence very rarely causes planes to crash.”

“That does me absolutely no good at the moment.”

“Thank you.”

“What we really need to worry about are microbursts, sudden downbursts of air associated with thunderstorms.”

Someone needs to shield my poodle from this angry stallion.

“But a small craft like this, if we hit one of those at the wrong attitude

– 

pulverized.”

Oh Reid.

“I beg of you to make him stop.”

JJ already has Will and Henry to deal with, why add poodle to her list of worries?

“Well, the unsub definitely has his own mode of transportation. This is way up the beaten path.”

“And the first victim, Jason Meredith, was found over thirty miles away.”

“You say you were able to clear this place before the storm hit?”

“I didn’t know you could do that for tornadoes.”

“Okay, so the unsub either found a way in or he was already here and he hid during the evacuation.”

“That, or the body got sucked up into the funnel cloud and was thrown there from someplace else.”

“Either way, he came into close contact with this storm. Maybe even close enough to put himself in danger.”

“Or he waited someplace safe for it to pass and came back and dumped the body.”

“No, I think the storm itself actually means something to this guy.”

“You don’t think he’s just using it to cover his tracks?”

“I played ball in college with a guy from Indiana. He said he and his boys used to get drunk and then chase storms. Said it was the closest they could get to the true power of God.”

“Okay, so he’s impulsive, probably young, maybe a loner with nothing to lose.”

“We should be looking at actual storm-chasers.”

“Where can we find them?”

“They mostly work with the university.”

Well, crap. 

“You think this guy’s educated.”

“Well, he knows enough about the weather to use it to his advantage.”

“So far it’s working.”

“Here you go.”

“When was the last time you saw Jason?”

“Do you know why he would leave home?”

“And how did Jason cope with that?”

“So it sounds like you and Eric were pretty good friends.”

“Your foster mom said that you used to get in a lot of fights before Eric got there.”

“So he looks out for you.”

“When was the last time you saw him?”

“We found him a couple of days ago.”

“He took the news about Eric pretty well.”

“Tough kid.”

“I guess they have to be. They’re all alone.”

“Each of the victims had a strong protective instinct and was looking out for somebody else besides themselves.”

“Maybe the unsub is keying on that.”

“Boys like that are hard to fool.”

“What if he used to be one of them?”

“I mean, those kids would see right through someone trying to be a poseur.”

“If his MO is connected to the weather, he’s gonna try to grab another boy soon.”

“Identical blows to the head.”

“They had alcohol and dextromethorphan in their systems?”

“It’s cough syrup.”

“It’s a cheap high, if you can steal it.”

“And these two had a whole lot of it on board.”

“What were you able to from all the damage to the bodies?”

“Mostly?”

“I’m guessing with an axe or a cleaver.”

“Cut off postmortem.”

“They both have ligature marks on their wrists and ankles, at least what they have left of them.”

“He held them before the kill.”

“Was there any sign of sexual assault?”

Nope. Even if there were, the tornado probably cleaned it up real good.

“So, he guts them drunk and high, he restrains them, kills them, and cleaves off a limb as a souvenir.”

“Then he dumps the body and lets the storm clean up his mess.”

“But why the souvenir?”

“What or who, exactly, is he trying to remember?”

“Okay, time to go.”

And get out of that creepy morgue with the sandwich-eating ME who handles dead people and eatsd in the same room .... gross.

“Name’s Gary Dyson. Sixteen. Runaway from Kansas City.”

“This particular area get hit with a tornado last night?”

“The weather’s gotta be the trigger.”

“He’s following the patterns.”

“We track the storms, we find the unsub.”

“Forensic evidence has been washed away. But behaviorally, it’s the most intact crime scene we’ve encountered so far.”

“It’s the same blow to the head, but no cuts, no abrasions.’

“Except he’s missing his torso.”

“It was only a matter of time before he missed one.”

“Tornadoes are extremely unpredictable and sometimes last only a matter of minutes before they dissipate.”

“The fact that he was able to leave his previous victims directly in the path of one is astounding.”

“So the conditions were perfect last night, but his tornado never came.”

“It’s only been four days.”

“He’s accelerating.”

“And the weather’s driving him to do it.”

“Guys, we know that fetishists are loyal to the body parts they take, but I think that this unsub is loyal to the whole of these parts.”

“If you were to take the missing pieces from all the victims so far, you could almost assemble an entire body.”

“So he’s not taking bodies apart, he’s putting one together.”

Yup.

“We’re looking for a white male in his mid- to late-20s. He’s mobile and he travels great distances to follow storms.”

“He’s probably in a tuck or a van.”

“We believe he may live in that vehicle. It’s probably beat up, maybe rusted from the elements.”

“Sorry.”

“Jeffrey Dahmer, serial killer, was under the illusion that he could create young male sex zombies that wouldn’t resist his advances.”

“And when Dahmer’s test subjects died, he kept their body parts souvenirs.”

“Skulls, hearts, even genitalia.”

“Restoring body parts is no small task. They’re gonna get ripe fast.”

“He needs lots of ice, salt, maybe, something to preserve them.”

“And he’s paying for all that stuff somehow. Gas, too.”

Uh-oh.

“He doesn’t have the social skills to hold a job for long, so he’s most likely a day laborer, handyman, anything transitory.”

“We think he’s using the weather as a forensic countermeasure to destroy evidence, but we also think he might be some sort of symphoraphiliac.”

“Sorry, symphora what?”

I’m with that cop.

“Uh, excuse me.”

“Symphoraphiliacs – they’re sexually aroused by disasters.”

“Usually fires or traffic accidents. In this case, the weather must enhance his excitement.”

“He hunts street kids, so he may be from a similar background.”

“And he’s most likely uneducated, but he’s still charming enough to engage his victims.”

“We’ll talk to the press.”

“You should warn any transient kids you might know.”

“As this weather gets worse, so will the unsub.”

“Since when is a seizure fine?”

“But his fever broke.”

“Did you give his medicine this morning?”

“Did he feel warm?”

“Well, you checked, right?”

“Nothing. I … where is he now?”

“Okay. I’ll call you when my flight arrives.”

“Henry’s sick. I’m coming home.”

“Call you later?”

“What’s wrong?”

“Uh, it’s Henry. He had a whole seizure.”

“Will took him to the ER. He … he’s fine.”

“Apparently, it’s totally normal.”

“Look, I gotta get back home.”

“Of course.”

“Anything I can do?”

“Can I borrow the jet?”

“I think the budget oversight committee might not appreciate my generosity.

“Yeah, well, worth a shot, right?”

“Check in and let us know everything’s all right.”

“Okay. Thanks.”

“Hey, Hotch.”

“I’ve been thinking … the vast majority of unsub with this type of MO aren’t driven by the killing.”

“They’re really fascinated by the body parts.”

“Psychologically they exist in a realm where fantasy meets delusion. It’s basically the perfect blueprint for the creation of a serial killer …”

“I’m rambling, aren’t I?”

“Yes.”

“Should probably get to the point.”

“I think I know how this unsub may have gotten started.”

“All right, the first victim was found missing his right leg, the second, both arms, and the third had no torso.”

“So that leaves the left leg unaccounted for.”

“We can assume the head would be the most difficult piece to find.”

“That part would have to fit an unsub’s fantasy perfectly.”

“So he’d most likely save it for last.”

“Now, what that tells us is there’s a victim out there we haven’t found yet who’s missing his left leg.”

“Or the unsub hasn’t acquired it yet.”

“True, but most body part collectors evolve to this level, and in many cases they  exhume bodies for parts before they start killing.”

“All right, let me call Garcia.”

“So you think our unsub did the same thing.”

Was my poodle’s lecture unclear?

“PG at your service, don’t let the name fool you.”

“Baby girl, you’re on speaker.”

“Garcia, can you look for grave robberies in tornado alley over the last five years?”

“Okey-dokey.”

“Searching.”

“Oh. That’s a shockingly big list.”

“Who knew grave-robbing was so on trend?”

“How many of those involve the bodies of teenage boys?”

“Uh …”

“None.”

“What about morgues and funeral homes?”

“Momentito …”

“Again, that is a list that should not be that big.”

“Mostly stolen embalming fluid, though.”

“It’s often used like PCP, Garcia.”

“I’m feeling optimistic about the youth of America.”

“There are no teenagers involved in this either.”

“All right, try looking for thefts involving body parts, specifically left legs.”

“Okay, ew! See, this is why I can’t talk about how my day was at dinner.”

“Breakfast, lunch.”

“Spencer, you scare me.”

“Join the club.”

Ha.

Hey!

“A left leg was stolen off a body a year ago at the Riggio Funeral Home in Tulsa.”

“They never found who did it.”

“Garcia, what was the weather like in the area at the time?”

“Uh, thunderstorms and tornadoes.”

Yup.

“An F2 cyclone hit right around there, and then the robbery took place after they evacuated.”

“It’s gotta be our unsub.”

“Wait, there’s more.”

“The guy whose leg was stolen, he was a 47-year-old father of two who died of leukemia.”

“That’s a huge jump.”

“Preferential child sex offenders don’t usually stray from their preferred age range.”

“It’s not about the sex at all.”

“He used the body from the funeral home to develop his MO so he could live out his fantasy and kill in a storm.”

“Whatever it is, this unsub won’t stop until he finds a perfect head.”

“That’s the final piece to his puzzle.”

“Hey. Thought you were out of here.”

“Flights are canceled ‘cause of the weather.”

“How’s Henry?”

“He’s headed home. Finally released him.”

Finally.

“That’s great news.”

“Where are you guys off to?”

“To the university to talk to some storm chasers.”

“Stay dry.”

“Yeah, right.”

“Who’s that with Hotch?”

“There’s been another abduction.”

“A boy named Shaun Rutledge. That’s his younger brother Billy.”

“He says a young white guy with an RV attacked him with a crowbar in the rain.”

“He’s also changed his victim selection criteria.”

“The boy he grabbed gets straight As, plays football, even volunteers at his church.”

“So he wanted him so badly, he was willing to leave a witness?”

“Which suggests he’s losing touch with reality and his delusions are starting to take over.”

“What is it about this kid that was so attractive to him?”

“He was teenage and Caucasian like the others, right?”

“We also think that a sexual element may actually not be at play.”

So then what the hell is driving this guy?”

“Maybe it’s love.”

“What if he’s trying to recreate someone he loves?”

“It is an emotion that drives us to extremes.”

“If he’s trying to recreate someone, it’s probably somebody he loved and lost.”

“Wait. You said he was with his big brother, right?”

“Holla at your girl.”

“Baby girl, I need those great big beautiful brains of yours.”

“Jazz hands ready. Gimme.”

“Okay, look at all the teenage male victims or tornadoes in the last ten years. Same geography as before.”

“That would be male, 13 to 18 … 42.”

“How many victims had younger brothers that survived/”

“Uh … ten.”

“The unsub might have been a high-risk kid.”

No shit.

“Garcia, how many of the survivors have criminal records?”

“I got two for you.”

“First up is 27-year-old Justin  Harris, had a DUI in 2008. Next is 22-year-old Travis James.”

“Ooh, little troublemaker. Shoplifting, possession, and prostitution. Oh, my.”

“And all when he was a minor.”

“You got a home address or a vehicle registered in his name?”

“Uh-uh. None.”

“You got a photo on this guy?”

“It’s on your tablet right now.”

“All right, this is a composite sketch from the description the kid gave.”

“Old school.”

Huh? What’s going on?

“Oh, my God. This poor kid.”

“In 2001, Travis James lost his big brother Tucker and his mom Jan when a tornado hit the McCleary Trailer Park in Enid, Oklahoma.”

“So our guy’s a local.”

Oops.

“Oh, that’s great.”

“Hang on, Garcia. The power just went out.”

“Garcia, I think we’re good. Keep going.”

“Sometime before this evil tornado touched down, Travis, along with five other boys, testified against a one Roscoe Gulch.”

“For what?”

“It appears that this Gulch character was a notorious pedophile in the area, and he was a resident of the same trailer park as Travis and his family.”

“It looks like brother Tucker had confronted this Gulch person lots of times. He even broke the creep’s nose once.”

“He was protecting his little brother.”

Cutie.

“Oh. And then the plot thickens. According to a statement from Travis, right after Gulch was acquitted, he and his brother went to Gulch’s mobile home.”

“Travis said he saw the mobile home get swallowed up by the tornado. And when he came out there was nothing left.”

“He was found in pieces. It took his DNA and dental records to ID him.”

“Travis went into foster care and he was reported missing in 2003. He ran away.”

“Ten years ago his brother got ripped apart, and now he’s trying to put him back together?”

Frankenstein, anyone?

This reminds me of something.

“But why start killing now?”

Good question.

“Garcia, send me current weather reports for the area, including radar images if you have them.”

“Ask and you shall receive.”

“It is on your tablets.”

“With the weather in the area, he’s going to be so excited, he won’t wait.”

“He’ll take the boy to the closest area with the most activity.”

“That’s right around here, just southeast of us.”

“It’s Frankenstein.”

“What?”

“The unsub isn’t trying to put his brother back together, he’s trying to bring him back from the dead.”

“He believes that tornadoes have the power to take life, so conversely, they should have the power to restore it.”

“We’ll pick up Rossi and Prentiss on the way. Let’s go.”

“Garcia, what have you got?”

“Sir, I found your trigger.”

“A year ago, a tornado ripped through a cemetery near Tulsa. One of the 53 graves that was disturbed was that of Tucker James.”

“His brother was killed by a storm, then his memorial was destroyed by one.”

“Now he’s using both to build a memorial of his own.”

“Now that he has that boy’s head, the delusion will completely to take over.”

“Garcia, those storm chasers at the university we talked to, they should be out in full force.”

“I’m sending you their number now. Tell them to be on the lookout for the unsub’s RV.”

“And, Garcia, patch into their radio chatter.”

“They’ll know where the storms are.”

“On it, my pretties.”

“We need to head into those areas with the most precipitation.”

“So make a right at the next intersection.”

“It should be Pawnee Road.”

“Hey, how exactly are we supposed to chase this storm?”

“The unsub won’t actually chase the storm.”

“To get close to it, you have to get in front of it.”

“It’s a little like playing chicken.”

It’s official, I iam un-American ... I have no idea what playing chicken is ... is that like when a kid is being stupid an drunning after something that might hurt it andx then running away? Oh, I get it, cuz chickens are stupid ... oh my god ,I cannot believe I had to actually think about this.

“Uh-oh.”

“What?”

“It’s frozen.”

“Hey, Hotch. We just lost the internet.”

Worst thing to ever happen.

“I’m frozen up, too.”

“The weather must be affecting the upload.”

“I’m patching Garcia in.”

“Yes, boss.”

“Garcia, we just lost our internet and we need you to guide us into the storm.”

“Consider me your eyes and ears, sir.”

“Okay, guys, a twister has been spotted near Rose Hill just south of your position. The storm-chaser dudes are calling it a landspout.”

“We don’t want that one. Landspout tornadoes are relatively insignificant.”

“Where to, then?”

“Garcia, look for hook echoes on your monitor.’

“Hey, hook echoes.”

“Yeah. Okay, I’m gonna do that.”

“Just tell me what they are.”

“They’re swirling hook-like radar signatures that look surprisingly like what you’d expect them to.”

“Okay. Uh …”

“No, I don’t see anything like that.”

“They’ll likely form in those red and violet areas on the map.”

“I don’t see anything that looks even remotely like that.”

“Okay, they shouldn’t be too far from our current positions. He’s close.”

“Oh, God.”

“No, wait ...”

“Wait, yes!”

“Yes, I see it.”

“Oh, that’s gotta be it. Yes, ye…”

She’s just the cutest thing ever!

“Where, Garcia?”

“Oh, no, no.’

That’s never good.

“What? What is it?”

“There are two.”

“We’ll have to split up.”

“Which way, Garcia?”

“Uh, okay. Half of you can stay in your current heading.”

“The other half, make a … right on Meadowlark Road.”

“Morgan, take Meadowlark Road. We’ll keep going.”

“Got it.”

“Hey, I just got a hit from the storm-chaser dudes on the RV. You guys are the closest.”

GPS - Garcia Positioning System ... sorry .. I just couldn’t help myself.

“Where are we talking, Garcia?”

“Heading east on Summer Road just north of your position, make a left on Prairie Creek.”

“It’s the next left.”

“You got it.”

“Hang on, guys.”

Uh oh, reckless Derek driving!

“What’s that up there? Near the old house.”

Whoops, poodle spotted something with his little eye.

“Travis James, FBI!”

“Put the weapon down!”

“We can’t do that, Travis.”

“Just let Shaun go and we can work this out.”

“That’s his name, you know.”

“He has a little brother, too.”

“We know you saw them when you attacked them.”

“Travis, Tucker would not want this. He would want to protect you like he did with Roscoe Gulch. Just let him go and we can help you.”

“I’m telling you, we need to cover now!”

Yeah, no kidding, dude!

“Come on, man, put the weapon down!”

“Put it down!”

.... The fuck did we just witness?

Did that twister just sweep a dude? FUCK!

At least they saved the kid.

Here’s how my honeys deal with a Gale-force twister:

Arthur Golden: “Adversity is like a strong wind. It tears from us all but the things that cannot be torn, so that we see ourselves as we really are.”

Aww, momma bear is callin ghome, I love JJ so much.

“So the weather’s supposed to break tomorrow. I should be home sometimes in the afternoon.”

“I’ll call and let you know for sure.”

“Yeah. Sort of. It’s kind of weird.”

“I’m … I’m fine. It’s just … been a really long day.”

“Listen, I’m really sorry about everything.”

“So, uh, is he still up?”

I love this kid!

“Hi! Hi, little man.”

“How … how are you?”

“I heard you, um, you went to the doctor.”

“Not yet, buddy. Tomorrow. I promise.”

“So, are you ready for story time?”

“Yeah? Okay.”

“Daddy, you ready?”

Daddy is ready.

“Bedtime for Baby Star.”

“Once there was a Baby Star, he lived up near the sun. and every night at bedtime, that Baby Star wanted to have some fun. He would shine and shine and fall and twinkle, oh, so bright, and he said, ‘Mommy, I’ll run away if you make me say good night’. And then his mommy kissed him on his sparkly nose and said, ‘No matter where you go, no matter where you are, no matter how big you grow, and even if you stray far … I’ll love you forever, ‘cause you’ll always be my Baby Star’.”

“Good night.”

This is the cutest kid in the world! (Aside from Jack Hotchner)

So this episode was all over the place - I was fearful for Henry’s health, for my pretties handling that weirdo in the tornado - that dude getting torn apart by that twister! Oh my! Also, the many - many - references from Garcia just made my day and the reference to Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein was pretty cool ... and lest we not forget that all the parents awards go to JJ and Will ... they really should tie the knot, they’re so cute together!

As ever, thank you ever so much for keeping up with my inconsistency in publishing these posts ... I’m just trying to get my shit together with these and I’m seriously lagging behind because my work (currently a call center representative taking messages for over 5,000 different companies) is demanding and toll-taking and sometimes I’m just not in the mood to review my facve show ... BLASPHEMY!

So I’mt rying to get back on track.

LOVE YOU GUYS

“I don’t miss that face.”

“No matter how many cases we solve, there’s always more.”

“Insert Dr. Reid’s statistic about active serial killers at any given time here.”

“Reid?”

“Spencer …”

“There’s something wrong.”

“Why do you say that?”

“He’s been reading the same page for 16 minutes and 24 seconds.”

“Maybe it’s a really good article.”

“It’s never taken him longer than 11 minutes, 17 seconds to turn a page.”

“You time how long it …”

“What’s your theory?”

“I’m extrapolating probabilities as we speak.”

“Oh, hey. Rossi, you think you could help me with a consult for Wildwood PD?”

“Uh, sure.”

“Now, that I noticed.”

“Is something going on?”

“How did it go the other night?”

“What happened the other night?”

“You okay?”

“Well, why wouldn’t I be?”

“You seem distracted.”

“I’m considering a purchase.”

“Come on, now, Rossi, you know we’re not buying that.”

“What’s really going on?”

“Look, it was a late night with Ringo and not enough coffee.”

“I mean, the guy’s a word-class drummer, but don’t think I didn’t wipe the floor with him in Rock Band.”

“All right, what do you think?”

“He could be telling the truth.”

“I only played him to the easy level.”

“I can’t tell.”

“And you never will.”

“Let’s get started.”

“Okay, this is Ridge Canyon Lake in California’s Angeles National Forest.”

“It’s a popular destination for water sport enthusiasts.”

“Unfortunately, some campers have discovered someone has chosen murder as their port of choice.”

“Three victims, all male, all found early this morning.”

“He used an underwater disposal site?”

”Witness reports indicate a blitz attack.”

“His friends were on the water and saw a figure strike Nick from behind just before they lost contact.”

“Could they give a description?”

“Probably white, definitely male. Nothing specific.”

“They said the unsub had dragged Nick into the woods by the time they reached the shore.”

 “If he’s dumping the bodies in one location, it’s a good bet the area means something to him.”

“He probably lives in or near the forest.”

“Unfortunately, Angeles National Forest 1,016 square miles of terrain, ranging in elevation from 1,200 to 10,064 feet.”

“Which means that if the unsub is familiar with the area, Nick Skirvin could be anywhere.”

Erich Fromm: “To die is poignantly bitter, but the idea of having to die without having lived is unbearable.”

“With no apparent evidence of physical violence or sexual assault, we could be looking at an unsub who gets off on the torture of drowning.”

“So what’s the significance?”

“Is he visiting the ump sites to relive his crimes, or is he using it as a forensic countermeasure?”

“It could be both.”

“If the dump site’s doubling as his trophy collection, he won’t be happy it’s been disturbed.”

“He’ll want to make a new one quickly.”

“Guys, I’m afraid that’s just happened.”

“Nick Skirvin’s body has been discovered, only it wasn’t found in Ridge Canyon, it was found in Lake Banter, which is 20 miles away. Visual aid to follow.”

“And postscript, you do not want to know how many hits you get if you Google this forest plus murder. To say it should be called the Angeles National unsub dump site is an understatement.”

“How was the body recovered so quickly?”

“It wasn’t weighed down. Nick’s body was just found at the edge of the lake by some campers.”

“Garcia, start compiling a list of missing persons and crimes in the area.”

“Faster than a Hotch rocket.”

“So the unsub knew that his burial site has been compromised, and he adapted by venturing outside his comfort zone.”

“And he changed his victimology.”

“Look at Nick Skirvin compared to the other three victims.”

“They were all dark-haired, well-built men, but Nick is an average blond.”

“He could be an impulsive kill, not thought out like the others.”

“Then why not submerge the body?”

“Allowing it to be uncovered so soon seems counterintuitive to the self-preservation instincts he’s displayed so far.”

“The disturbance of his old disposal site could have thrown him off his game.”

“By using another lake, he just doubled the size of his killing field.”

“And our search area.”

Fuck.

“This is even more isolated than Ridge Canyon.”

“Hey, did your team come this way?”

“All right, it looks like he dragged Nick up through here.”

“That path comes from the direction of the road.”

“There’s no waterway connecting the two lakes. It’s 44 miles from the abduction site.”

“With the forest smack in between.”

“A truck or a camper would conceal his victims.”

“If he’s dragging his victims, he’s probably too weak to carry them.”

“He might have switched to a smaller target to help navigate his terrain.”

“He also he didn’t weigh this body down.”

“Maybe he can’t complete his ritual without the proper surrogate.”

“If that’s the case, then killing Nick didn’t get the unsub his release.”

“He’s already looking for his next victim.’

“You said you saw a man at the campsite?”

“Phinny. This wasn’t your fault.”

“We will. But first I need to know, is it possible that Nick met someone at the lake that would have followed him?”

“Did Nick make any new friends?”

“Do you remember if anyone stuck out, looked like they didn’t belong?”

“Anything?”

“Unsub blends in with a younger crowd. I’d say we’re looking at mid-20s to early 30s. You?”

“Well, he’s methodical. Social, too. He’s been able to isolate all of his victims.”

“The mother of Jake Shepard, our first victim, said there were several member of their church at the lake that day.”

“But Jake was the only one with brown hair.”

“He matched the age preference of the unsub.”

“Nick’s brother Phinny’s a brunette, and he’s a lot like these guys.”

“Why not go after him?”

“I don’t know.”

“He chose Nick Skirvin for a reason. We need to figure out why.”

“Jake was the biggest. The unsub may have had to strangle him to render him unconscious for the drowning.”

“But with Nick, he used a blow to the head to incapacitate him, so this unsub wants his victims alive when he drowns them.”

“So somebody attempted to perform CPR on these victims?”

“He kills them, then resuscitates them. Why?”

“We’ve seen hero complex before, Rodney Alcala killed and resuscitated his victims. These unsubs get off on the power of bringing people back from the dead.”

“Well, he’s not a very good hero, is he? His victims didn’t survive.”

“Dr. Carroll, is it possible to tell if any of these victims were resuscitated more than once?”

“Okay, given that theory, how may of the four?”

“It looks like we’re definitely looking at a sadist.”

“Killing them once isn’t enough.”

“He has to resuscitate his victims until he can’t bring them back again.”

“So why the change from choking to multiple drowning?”

“With the damage to Jake’s throat, the unsub wasn’t able to successfully resuscitate him.”

“Resuscitating them makes him feel more powerful. Which means he has no power in his everyday life.”

“But the change in victimology is interesting. Nick Skirvin was the smallest, but he had the most defensive wounds on his body.

“He fought back the most.”

“Maybe the unsub was injured in one of the attacks.”

“He’s targeting easier prey to complete his end game.”

“Excuse me.”

“There’s something else, the ME tested diatom levels in the bodies and it turns out the unsub drowns his victims at different locations every time, not just where he abducts them or where the bodies are later discovered.”

“Well, that’s pretty risky, considering the community’s on full alert.”

“This guy’s intelligent, resourceful, and criminally sophisticated. Why is transporting the bodies so important to him?”

“He killed a woman this time? This guy is all over the map.”

“Postmortem wounds – overkill consistent with rage.”

“Is he unraveling because we took away his underwater graveyard?”

“She lasted longer in the fight than Nick Skirvin.”

“This feels desperate.”

“If this unsub is sick and getting weak, it would explain why he’s no longer weighing his victims down.”

“The only consistency to his MO is the drowning and resuscitation. That’s what most important to him.”

“If that’s the case, I’d say he isn’t too happy right now.”

Oh! M.E. slam!

“Why is that?”

Because he didn’t manage to resuscitate. Duh.

“The unsub, or unknown subject we’re looking for is a white male in his mid- to late 20s. He dumped Nick Skirvin’s body in Banter Lake and then was compelled to circle back to Ridge Canyon.”

“We believe, therefore, that he’s local to the area.”

“This unsub is a sadist with a God complex. He gets off by killing his victims over and over again.”