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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: GOING UNDER ( aka 03x20: lo-fi )
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ONCE THEY MANAGED TO fight their way through the heavy media-presence waiting outside the Federal Plaza, they joined JJ, Emily and Reid to look over the surveillance footage of the shooting. The victim was waving down a taxi when the unsub rushed up behind him and put a bullet through his brain. As soon as the man went down, the unsub started running, his head routinely turning back to make sure no one was following him.
"Well, this is different," Dallis said. Gone was the meticulous man they'd started to profile. This person, she failed to recognise.
"And if you look at this," Emily changed the screen to the video they'd all memorised by then. "The previous murder."
"So he sprints off in one and walks away calmly in the other," Morgan frowned. "It's two entirely different demeanours."
"Six kills in, his behaviour should be set," Rossi said.
Dallis let out a sigh. "I'm really starting to think we're dealing with more than one unsub here."
"Funny you should say that," Reid glanced up at her as he took over the computer, then said into the speaker, "Garcia, are you still there?"
"Would I ever leave you?" came Garcia's enthusiastic reply. "Okay, check this out. I did a digital perspective analysis rendering on the shootings where we have footage. Now, the first two were inconclusive, but the last two I found some très weird. Your calm, walking type? He is about 6'1". But your sprinter? He's, like, 5'9" maybe 5'10" tops."
"So Dallis is right," Rossi concluded. "We've got more than one unsub. What does that tell us?"
"Most teams stick together," Reid stated. "Ng and Lake, the Krays, Bittaker and Norris. They don't usually kill separately."
"Could be some kind of gang initiation," Morgan considered.
Emily tilted her head, scanning over the data Garcia had transmitted to them outlining body shapes, walking patterns, everything that was subtle but damnably different about the two killers. "Gangs will kill you if you encroach on their territory, not random people all over the city."
"I'll coordinate with the gang task force and make sure we have an overview by morning," JJ said, just in case.
"Do you have enough for a working profile?" Kate asked them, reminding Dallis that other people were present and listening. She hovered behind Emily, one hand braced against the back of her chair.
"Broad strokes," Rossi shrugged.
"Dave, you and Reid talk to the agents here," Hotch decided. "Morgan, Cohen and Prentiss, brief the police when each shift comes on duty tomorrow."
