Jenna was young and reckless once, who wasn't, but she never thought that she would have to lie to the man she loved. She wanted a happily ever after, but she might not get it. She made mistakes, and the passed 17 years was no exception.
She moved b...
I walked around the room skimming through the books and magazines, anything that would tell me what kind of man Antonio Bateman was. From the style of his home he was wealthy but simple. He enjoyed the classics like The Odyssey, Guliver's Travels, Frankenstein. He also had a combination of anatomy and physical therapy treatment books along with martial arts books. There was a teaching certificate on the wall and numerous martial arts awards for his abilities with a bo staff.
He's a martial arts instructor, and from the looks of it the bo staff is his specialty. Injury to his students would explain the anatomy and physical therapy books.
I looked outside at the patio of people peering inside. They all looked high class, and among them was Shannon and Jared Leto, famous Hollywood brothers. I remember reading an article on them once. Shannon opened a coffee shop, and his brother settled for the subtle life of a teacher. Shannon was holding a woman's hand. Apparently they were engaged.
Moving along the table the others didn't interest me as much until I saw a pair of dark eyes glaring at me. He had all of the features the victims that had died in the serial killings.
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"Mr. Bateman do know anything about the person that was driving?" Morgan was asking.
"Mr. Bateman, you weren't the target were you? I remember seeing in your files that you saved someone. Was that someone the man in the denim shirt?" I interrupted.
"Yeah that's Gunnar. He's my friend's son. We were just talking outside when the shooting happened."
"Can you bring him in?"
"Sure." He stood and went out to the patio and brought him back inside.
I looked at him more closely, comparing him to all the victims. The result wasn't shocking. Every victim had a feature that related closely to him. He was definitely on the list of possible victims if not the target himself.
"Hi, I'm Dr. Spencer Reid of the FBI. I have a few questions for you."
He nodded in response.
"Are you aware of the recent murders happening?"
"Yeah, all the victims look like me-or similar." He grew quiet. He knew something more.
"You know who is behind this don't you?"
"I have my suspicions, but there's no guarantee they're true."
"In an investigation sometimes suspicions and guesses are all we have until we find one solid piece of evidence."
"There's a guy that goes to my school. His name is Adam Donavan. He's attempted to kill me once during rugby practice, but only managed to put me in a coma."
"And why would he want you dead?" Morgan asked.
"My girlfriend says he's a borderline narcissist. He had an obsession with a girl that I started dating, and she stopped having feelings for him."
"So he was abandoned by said girl and didn't like that very much. He targets you, so he could get her back. What's the girl's name?"
"Moxxi Carter. The only thing is... She's been missing for almost a week."
"Do you know the names of her parents?"
"No I never actually met them. Moxxi lived in a house that her aunt was renting, but her aunt never actually lived there."
Adam Donovan, the possible unsub, could have kidnapped Moxxi, and with Moxxi living practically on her own, there would be no one missing her except friends.
"Do you know where Adam Donovan lives?" I grabbed my notepad and pen prepared to take down the address.
"No I don't, but I do know that his mom is the principal of the local high school."
"Thank you, I think that what you've given us could get our foot in the door. If we have any further questions we'll give you a call or if you have questions for us, here's our card." I handed them each a card to contact us.
"Thanks for coming by," Antonio said as he guided us back out.
Morgan grabbed his phone and speed dialed Garcia. "Hey baby girl, I need you to get me an address for an Adam Donovan. 16-18, his mother is a local principle, he's probably had some run ins with the law." He listened for her response. "You always do, baby girl." He hung up and turned to me. "Garcia is finding what she can on him right now."
"I have a bad feeling about this one. He's managed to create an alibi that's solid. He has photos of him in London on Facebook and they aren't tampered with in any way. But the killings point right to him. What if he has a partner?"
