Fingertips | Spencer Reid

Chapter 86

Chapter 86

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QUESTION OF THE CHAPTER: Are you hungry right now?

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Penelope had let the girl go.

She had let her go with the promise that she'd wait a few minutes to tell their boss if Thaleia promised to update her daily.

Unfortunately, that's not how it went.

The Technical Analyst didn't receive any news other than a letter attached to her apartment's door with the words I'm sorry.

And she was mad.

She was angry- furious, even.

She and Jordan worked day and night to track her down, wherever she was. But not even with the man's contacts on an international level were they able to find the slightest trace.

That just proved how sneaky and scarily sketchy the girl could be.

The higher ups found out that Thaleia had gone missing and that she was on a mission to find and kill the group that had been after her for so many years.

Based on the casualties that started showing up on their systems throughout the first three days, the government of the United States of America along with National Security put Thaleia Blair as some sort of public enemy, getting all the forces that were not on a case or working on other more important stuff -as Jason had phrased when explaining it to Penelope-, would be part of finding and capturing the girl.

It didn't make sense.

Why was the Government aiming at her friend when she was basically handing them criminals? Sure, killing was never an option in the woman's eyes -too much violence-, but Thaleia was also catching some of the worst of the country's scum, leaving them literally at the police's doorstep.

Those criminals getting turned in to the force was the only trace of the girl's whereabouts that Jordan and everyone else had.

On the fifth day, a package was delivered to the Technical Analyst.

Upon opening it, Garcia took out a paper that had been folded on top of whatever was inside, reading the words I'm sorry once again in the handwriting of her friend. Her sugar-and-rainbow filled blood started boiling, getting angrier by the second.

"If she thinks she can make things better just by sending me present, she is so wrong! Why the hell would she-" she stopped complaining to no one in particular "What..." the package was filled with pictures. Pictures of cats, of puppies, little drawings in which she recognised the other team members, pictures of flowers, of mystic creatures...

In between all of that was a bright pink paper folded multiple times.

Did you know that you can only fold a piece of paper in half up to seven times?

"Oh my God" her eyes teared up. That was a fact that the girl had told her one of the nights they had spent together at Garcia's place after the woman had gotten shot while doing Origami. It was her. Thaleia had finally gotten in touch.

She quickly unfolded the paper, expecting to see an explanation to where the hell she had been for the past few days, or a clue as to where she was at the moment. But no.

It was a bunch of lines. Scratch that.

A bunch of lines and some numbers.

"Oh, great" the woman huffed "Making things easy for me, right?"