Spencer hasn't stopped thinking about you even after the team arrived on Long Island. He's been stuck in Penelope's office with nothing to do but think about you. Detective Gil Hardesty met Emily and Derek at the newest crime scene.
"It's pretty much how we found it. There are no signs of forced entry," Gil says and leads the duo into the house.
There is blood on the walls that belongs to Ben but it doesn't look like nothing was taken from the house.
"It says in the file that Heather has a daughter. Where is she?" Emily asks the detective.
"She moved to San Diego to live with her real father. Ben and Heather have only been married a couple of years."
"So, Heather came in and dropped her shopping bags, cell phone, and her keys but not her coat." Emily ats out what Heather might have done when she arrived home. She turns the lights on but they don't come on. "She turns on the lights but they don't work because the phone and electricity were cut. Something in this room attracted her attention."
Derek walks over to a big blood stain on the ground and notices something in the pattern.
"What is it?" the detective asks when he notices
"The marks in the blood look like a camera tripod. Serial killers, especially sexual sadists, often document their kill."
"Sexual sadists usually torture their victims while they're still alive," Emily says. "You haven't found any conflicting DNA?"
"No. There are no prints or fibers. There's nothing here."
"Nobody heard any shots?"
The detective's phone rings and he looks relieved at the news he gets.
"Heather was just found wandering the streets half an hour ago. She's at Brookside General."
"Get JJ over there," Derek says and Emily leaves the crime scene. "A killer this sophisticated doesn't leave a living witness without a reason."
JJ immediately heads over to the hospital to talk to Heather before she has a chance to talk to anyone else. Heather is still out of it but she is able to see JJ and talk to her. She knocks on the door and walks in once she hears a quiet "come in".
"Heather, my name is Agent Jennifer Jareau. I have some questions for you if it's okay." Heather nods so JJ pulls a chair next to her bed. "When you came home and tried to turn the lights on, what did you do next?"
It takes Heather a moment or two to think of her answer.
"I saw a light like a flash. I opened the door and Ben was tied to a chair. I think he was dead." She takes a deep breath in and lets it out shakily. "There was another flash. It blinded me for a moment."
"Ddi you see your attacker?"
"No."
"Did he say anything?"
"No. I heard this noise."
"What kind of noise?"
"Sawing. I watched him cut Ben's hand off. Why didn't he kill me?" she cries.
JJ's phone rings and she gives Heather an apologetic look.
"I'm sorry. Excuse me." She gets up and walks to the window for some kind of privacy. "What's up, Garcia?"
"I've been getting to know Heather. I can't tell you her favorite Beatle, but I can tell you she was living la vida unhappy."
"What did you find?"
"Her ex-husband took her daughter Allison out of school mid-term. After that, Heather cut a check for $5,000 to a place called Lewis, Bell, & Peters six days ago."
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