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"happy Halloween honey"
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Heather had walked into the conference room that morning, wearing a baggy sweater with orange and lack stripes, a white button up underneath, and black slacks.
Her converse clicked as she listened in on the tail end of a conversation.
"I'm toying with the notion of either going to the Edgar Allan Poe Shadow Puppet Theatre or the reenactment of the 19th century Phantasmagoria." Spencer says, Heather smiling softly as she sat in her seat.
"I don't want to know." Rossi says. "Oh, yeah, you do." Heather says as she puts her chin atop her hand, grinning at the genius.
"Phantasmagorias are these amazing pre-cinema projected ghost shows invented in France, where the showman attempted to spook the audience using science magic. And it just so happens that I have an extra ticket." Spencer says, sending Heather a discreet wink.
The blonde chuckled, as she turned to Garcia.
"Tempting. Guys, I wouldn't have to worry about losing my feminine curves if you all paid more attention to all the trees we're consuming around here." The woman says as she hands out the folders.
"When did you become an eco-freak?" Morgan questioned as Garcia sat in her seat. "Baby, I was born green." Garcia says as Hotch turned on the TV.
"We're going to Detroit." Hotch says, Spencer almost instantly protesting. "But it's Halloween weekend." Spencer says, Heather sending him a soothing look to which he calmed from.
"Arson investigators have noticed a 3-year trend in the days leading up to Halloween." Hotch says, Heather and Spencer coming to the same realization.
"Devil's Night." They both say. "This unsub is killing only these 3 days out of the year." Hotch says, Rossi turning to the unit chief.
"How's he doing it?" Rossi questioned. "He's burning his victims alive." Hotch says, Heather's eyes widening a bit, turning down to her file.
"He's abducting seemingly random people and dumping their bodies in abandoned parts of town. He struck again last night." Hotch continues, informing his team of the situation.
"Yeah. Tony Torrell, 40. He lives in the suburbs, but he was found 20 miles away in the Rivertown District." Garcia says.
"He's attacking the city at its most vulnerable time." Rossi states. "What does he do during the rest of the year?" Spencer questioned curiously.
"He's dormant." Rossi answers. "You know, arsonists are typically white males between 17 and 25 who can't stay away from fire." Spencer says, Morgan nodding along.
"Yeah, they're addicted to it and there's no rehab." Morgan says. "And they target dwellings, not people." Spencer concludes.
"So you're saying he burns his victims alive but he's not an arsonist?" Garcia questioned. "Fire is simply his weapon, he has another stressor." Heather states.
