Extreme Aggressor

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FBI - BAU -- CLASSROOM -- DAY-

Up on the wall screen are photos of various victims. "Anyone recognize these faces?" Gideon asks the class of students. "Victims of the "Footpath Killer."" A girl shouts from the back of the class. "That's what Virginia newspapers are calling him. We refer to him as the UNknown SUBject or Unsub." The lights go back on. as Jason Gideon is teaching his class. "I told Virginia PD -- we're looking for a white male in his 20s ... who owns an American-made truck in disrepair. Works a menial job. I told 'em when you find him ... don't be surprised to hear him speak with a severe stutter."

One of the students raises her hands. "Not to sound skeptical, but come on ... a stutter?"

"Where'd the murders occur? Hiking paths. Isolated. If I'm a killer who has to use an immediate application of overpowering force, even out in the middle of nowhere, I lack confidence. I can't charm them into my car like Ted Bundy did. I can't because I am ashamed of something." The side door opens and Dr. Spencer Reid steps into the class. He holds up a file folder and taps it.

"Excuse me."

FBI - BAU - HALLWAY -- DAY –

Dr. Spencer Reid and Jason Gideon walk through the hallway as Reid fills Gideon in on the details. They're looking at a crime scene photo of a dead body. "They're calling him the "Seattle Strangler." Four victims in four months. He keeps 'em alive for seven days. The handle serves as a crank." Spencer says as they walk down the Hall.

"Allowing him to control the rate of suffocation." Gideon suggests to the very young profiler. "To prolong it?" Spencer responds in question. "To enjoy it. Seattle's hit a wall?" Spencer nods: "Physical evidence is nonexistent. There are no tangible leads."

"And another girl is missing." He grabs the photo from Reid and heads into the office.

FBI - BAU - GIDEON'S OFFICE -- DAY-

Gideon stands behind his desk and looks through the file. "I looked the case file over. I'll get some thoughts to you ASAP." Aaron Hotchner and Derek Morgan walk into the office.

"You're gonna be with us in Seattle ASAP. And a New Profiler is joining the team." Hotch says as he enters Gideon looks up from the file. Morgan holds up a photo of Heather Woodland. Gideon takes the photo from him. Spencer's eyebrows furrow, A new Profiler? 

"22-year-old Heather Woodland." Derek Says, When i enter the room: "Before she left for lunch, she downloaded an email with a time-delayed virus attached. The killer's virus wiped her hard drive and left this on the screen. I looked over the file before I arrived" I say as I hand Gideon a photo of the message. He reads it and recognizes it immediately. He glances at Hotchner before walking over to the nearby wall. "For heaven's sake, catch me before I kill more. I cannot control myself." Gideon reads out. On the wall is a framed photo with the inscription on the bottom: WILLIAM HEIRENS, THE LIPSTICK KILLER, 1945. The message is the exact one written on the wall in the photo.

"He never keeps them for more than seven days, which means we have fewer than 36 hours to find her." Hotch says as he glances at me. "They want you back in the saddle. You ready?" Derek asks.

"Looks like medical leave's over, boss." Spencer says with a smile. I lean against the back wall watching them all interact with curiosity. "They sure they want me?" Gideon asks with raised brows. "The order came from the director." Hotch nods, Gideon turns and looks at the photo.

"Well, we'd better get started."

AIRPORT -- NIGHT -

Two black cars stop on the runway in front of the airplane. Gideon and Reid

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