A boss and his own agent who has her own secrets to guard? She knows that not only is her boss off limits but he wouldn't want a damned soul like hers, not when no one else does.
But that doesn't mean it's easy to stay away from him
Especially whe...
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Chapter 11
I HAD SAT AS FAR AWAY AS I COULD FROM DEREK on the jet during the briefing but I could tell he was trying to catch my eye every few seconds so I made sure I didn't look up from my file once
Though my avoiding attempts became futile when Hotch paired us together for the autopsy
"The cause of death was nicotine poisoning" the man said as he lifted the sheet from over our victims upper body
"Was it something in the white face makeup?" Derek asked
"No. No, the makeups harmless. And it was applied post-mortem. But the gown that she was wearing was soaked in nicotine-based pesticide, so it was absorbed through her skin"
Me: "Was it a quick death?"
"At high doses, people can die immediately, but based on the levels in her bloodstream, she probably died in about an hour. Within minutes she was probably sweating and then experienced shortness of breath and possibly seizures"
"So she didn't have the wherewithal to remove the dress"
"Well even if she did, she couldn't. That corset was laced so tightly, it left lividity marks on her chest. Plus, someone sewed the dress shut over the closure"
"I'm guessing she wasn't sewn in by choice" Derek said glancing over to me but I quickly avoided his gaze
"Take a look over here" the man walked over to the bottom half of the victims body and lifted the sheet over her feet was more bruising
"Is that nicotine bruising?" I questioned leaning forward to get a better look
"Well, you'd think so. But the clothing wasn't tight enough on her skin here. See, the epidermis is thickened and has signs of abscess formations. She was submerged in water for some time before she was killed"
"So you were right" Derek told me "He held her and tortured her first. The question is why?" He turned to the doctor and shook his hand "Thank you for your time" me and Derek tirned and made our way out of the building and made our way over to the car but before I could Derek placed his hands on my shoulders
I couldn't help but flinch at the feeling and immediately he raised his hands in the air, his face becoming concerned
"I'm not gonna hurt you Ana"
"I know" I muttered. It really wasn't him I was flinching, more so the memory of my father who hasn't left my head
