Sunday Finnegan is the definition of chaotically detailed. She is powered by coffee thanks to her addiction of reading smutty books till 3am, cheerfully goofy and optimistic to a fault.
She's fresh out of Quantico and already has her first big girl...
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Beeks meets us at the Archer home walking us through unsure that we will have any luck. "I don't know what you'll find. This was the first crime scene, so believe me, my guys went over it with a fine tooth comb." He tells us.
"I'm sure they did, but now we know that Mrs. Archer chose to take the suspect home instead of taking him to social services like she should have, we need to try to figure out why." Spence explains to him.
"She was a nurse for 15 years. She would know how to work the system." I point out.
"Maybe she called in favors with social workers or knew some foster parents that could take him in." Spence says looking at some photos on a shelf.
"They've got messages." Rossi looks up at Beeks.
"My guys checked it the first day. Those must be new."
Rossi clicks the button as we listen to the messages. Doctors office calling about Eric missing his appointment and to call back to reschedule. That was a bit tough to listen to, not gonna lie. The next message starts to play as we all listen.
"Hi. Hello. My name is Nancy Riverton, and your son Jeremy missed his bus...." I look up at Spence his brows already pinched in thought. "At the rest stop on route 6. He's fine. He's safe. Don't worry. He's with me. But if you could just give me a call......"
Rossi looks right at Spence. "What were the names of the Archer Children?"
"Eric and Daniel. No Jeremy." He answers him.
"And she said she picked up this kid on route 6." Beeks mentions looking at the three of us.
"It's him." I state, Spence nodding his head in agreement.
Beeks dials a number before barking out orders. "Hey I need an address for a number 515...that Des Moines. Name is Nancy Riverton."
We head back to the station while Derek and Emily go to the Riverton house. We have Garcia on speaker as we stand around the desks.
"Monica Archer called a friend at the Northern Omaha Children's Hospital about an abandoned 13 year old boy. Monica was going to bring him in the next day." She informs us.
"We need to talk to that friend." Hotch tells her.
"Oh, no, I already did that." I hear the little clickity clack of her keyboard. "Apparently the children's hospital and child services have a strong rapport."
I can't focus on anything as I watch Spence studying the map. His fingers tracing lines.
"Did she get a name?" Rossi asks Pen.
"Yeah. she said the child's name was Niko Bellic, and his hometown was Newton, Iowa." We all suddenly turn to look down at the speaker.
