The BAU

(1)The couple killer

For as long as I could remember I relied on my gut. Not that it was never wrong, but it never steered me in the wrong direction. Until today. Something was wrong. The profile, the man sitting opposite me or something else, but something was off and I couldn't tell what. I sat in an interrogation room, it was dimly lit and the atmosphere of today was already dim.

"Mr Simon." I said impatiently dragging my hand over my face in frustration. "All the evidence points to you. Now we can make a deal if that's what you want or you could tell me the truth and we can figure all of this out." I wish I could understand what was happening but I couldn't, and without Simon's help we were hitting a brick wall. He grinned at me with dead eyes. "I didn't do it." He protested for the hundredth time.

At this point we needed a new strategy, so I picked up the file and walked out. "What the hell is he doing?" I asked as I closed the door of the interrogation room, behind me. "Bree, go to Simon's house with Reid, we need to see if we missed something." I nodded but I knew Hotch didn't see, his eyes were glued to the glass just starting at Simon. I could see Hotch was thinking through all sorts of possibilities.

I signed and turned to look at our unsub as well. This was an unusual case but we needed to figure it out.

David Simon. Age 35. He grew up in downtown New York with both his mom and dad. His dad was a business owner and his mom a care worker in an old age home. When his parents split up he was 21 and didn't take it well, after his own failed marriage and the death of this father, David snapped. He became a killer taking out his anger on married happy couples. Or at least that was the theory.

What didn't make sense was his age, I could understand the stressor of your parents divorcing but at age 21 I feel like he would be more capable of handling the stress than if he was younger. Not that divorce was easy at any age. What if we are wrong about this and about him. His eerie dead eyes wanted me to believe he was a killer but there was still evidence to look at.

"Let me go talk to him." Rossi announced. "No." Hotch said. Still staring at our unsub from behind glass. "We need to dig further, outside of the interrogation room." This was tricky because David has solid alibis, however his DNA is at every crime scene. He has also not demanded a lawyer yet.

"While Reid and Bree are at the house, Morgan and Prentiss go to the ME and take another look." I looked at David one last time before leaving, he was a middle aged man with brown hair and a bigger build, but his dark brown eyes and low set brows gave him this threatening appearance.

As Reid and I entered his home we began basically tearing it apart for clues trying to spot anything that we or the police might have missed. "Do you think we have it wrong?" I asked Reid from across the room. "It's hard to tell." Reid trailed off. "Someone could be setting him up, we just need to find out who. Or find more evidence on David." At this point we were in his study combing through what we could. Mr Simon worked in IT but none of the crimes suggested someone with tech skills.

I got my phone out of my pocket as I stared at Mr Simon's computer. "Garcia?" I asked waiting for a quirky response. "Hello my beautiful, what's up?" I smiled at her greeting. One of the best things about Garcia was her love, humour and definitely her quirky nature. "Have you found anything is Simon's computer?"

"Nothing incriminating, but I have found several emails with a Roger Wills. These emails get pretty heated on Rogers side it's not exactly clear what he is angry about but I haven't gone through everything yet." She said, and I could hear her typing away on the computer. "We need to talk to him anyway. Could you send us all his information?"

"Consider it sent. Wonder woman out!" And with that she hung up. Reid and I spent another good amount of time digging through Simon's belongings. From files to books to basements and attic's, nothing. What was interesting was that some of his wife's stuff was still laying in the attic, it didn't have anything to do with the case I assumed but it was women's clothing so we had it sent to evidence in any case.