My name is Abigail Marie Morgan, but call me Abbi. I work at the FBI, Behavioral Analysis Unit, or the BAU for short. I work alongside some of the smartest and greatest people in the FBI. I got into a lot of trouble as a kid and even into adulthood...
As usual, another day on the job, another guy who doesn't follow the rules. We get out of the car as we pull up to the Harris house, the lead detective arresting Mr. Harrison. "What are you doing?" Hotch questions.
"I got tired of waiting," The detective answers.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"You can look all you want, Missy Dewald isn't here," Hotch informs.
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Abigail POV
Derek and Rossi are currently interrogating Mr. Harris while the rest of us are trying to figure out where Missy Dewald is. Hotch, Emily and I are currently questioning the family, Mrs. Harris and their daughter.
"Would you prefer to do this alone?" Emily questions. "This may be too disturbing for your daughter,"
Mrs. Harris looks at her daughter before turning back to us. "It's okay. We have no secrets,"
"Can you account for William's whereabouts for the last twenty-four hours?" Hotch queries.
"My dad was at home, with us," The daughter answers, a bit of angst in her voice.
"The whole time?" I ask.
"He may have ran out for about an hour or so, I really don't remember," Mrs. Harris answers honestly.
"Three girls have been murdered, Mrs. Harris. Missy Dewald is missing and she's running out of time," Emily informs.
"That's not my fault,"
"How would you feel if somebody was hurting, Andrea?" I question, knowing that the way to a mother's heart is through her child.
"Why did you move to Florida six months ago?" Hotch inquires.
"My dad got a better offer with another firm," Andrea answers.
"It had nothing to do with the rape charges in Atlanta?"
"Those charges were dropped,"
"Do you really think it's a coincidence your husband's been suspected twice?" I ask honestly.
"It was a mistake, just like this," Mrs. Harris states.
"Has William been distant lately?" Emily questions. "Spending a lot of time behind closed doors?"
"He works a lot," Mrs. Harris snaps, clearly agitated. "Is that a crime?"
"I think you've known something is off, and it's made you wonder," I state simply. "It's something only you would know,"
"Mrs. Harris, you can save Missy Dewald's life, in spite of what's happening in your family," Hotch's voice is calm, cool and collected. Mrs. Harris looks at her daughter before clenching and unclenching her hands.
"That's enough. This interview is over," She walks around us and opens her door, allowing us to leave. We get in the car, Mrs. Harris and Andrea get into their own car. All of us drive to the police station.
