Neither Jane nor Lisbon could trust their eyes. What in the world was Agent Robert Kirkland doing here? And how did he know? Yes, right. He was one of the seven names on Jane's list.
"Kirkland." said Lisbon in the most casual tone she could use.
Then she looked at Jane. Their eyes met and she understood his glance. Just keep calm, just pretend this was a coincidence. "Agent Lisbon! Jane." Kirkland replied and reached for Lisbon's hand to shake it.
"What are you doing here?" the CBI agent demanded.
"Talking to Dr. Mitch." Kirkland smiled innocently.
"I mean: Why are you here?" She corrected herself then and Bob took a deep breath in.
But before he could answer, Kristina Frye's psychiatrist took the word.
"Bob and I are long friends. As I heard about Mrs Frye's tragical death, I called him, because I know that he's been involved in the investigation of the Red John case."
"Where from did you know that this was Red John?" Teresa asked and did her best not to look at Jane.
"It was on the news." Dr. Mitch explained calm.
"Well." Lisbon started, cleared her throat and continued. "Could we talk to you now? About Kristina Frye?"
"Sure. Take a seat." she offered then walked Kirkland to the door.
While Jane and Lisbon exchanged some worried glances, Kirkland and Mitch were whispering on the terrace.
Meanwhile in the office was a tense boredom. Nobody actually knew what else they could do, as they finished everything they had to do, though they didn't dare to do just nothing, nor talk about private stuff.
"Van Pelt?" Rigsby, reading Red John's message again and again, looked really bothered.
"Huhm?" she answered and focused on her colleague. "This must be horrible for Jane. I mean, I don't even wanna think about what I would feel like if Red John did something to you." he said sadly.
"Yes." Grace replied, ignoring the last comment.
"What do you think, what will Red John do next?" Wayne sounded very monotonous but interested, like this question was serious.
"I don't know... reach out for his next victim? Jane's next happy memory?"
"Yeah... likely. But how does he do that?!"
"I don't know, Wayne." the red-haired agent sounded a little annoyed.
"So, what do you want to know?" Dr. Mitch entered the room again.
"Kristina Frye started seeing you shortly after her abduction, right?" Lisbon started the interview.
"Yes, that's right."
"How did she seem to you? Special behavior, acting strangely, weird, maybe?" Lisbon wanted to know.
"Yes, well, she was very quiet and said she wouldn't remember. Which is understandable and normal. But after the ...hm... third session she opened herself to me." The doctor said.
Lisbon smiled at Jane. Maybe this could be useful nevertheless.
"What did she tell you? Did she describe her abduction or who did this?" Jane asked.
"She couldn't remember much, actually." Lisbon sighed.
"But she re-called a few things that might be helpful. Agent Kirkland already told me that you might wanna have the session scripts." the psychiatrist said and took a folder from the table. "That would be great." replied Lisbon and Dr. Mitch handed it over.
It was red, not too many sheets were inside.
"I already sorted the important things out." Mitch added with a smile.
Jane and Lisbon exchanged more concerned looks.
"Could we have the whole thing please? We'd prefer to decide ourselves what's important and what not."
The smile on Dr. Mitch's face vanished.
"Eh, sure. Just a second." She left the chair and started digging in her desk drawers.
"They have to be somewhere..." she mumbled. "Ah! Here!" She announced and came back with a bunch of paper.
"Thank you." Lisbon said.
Jane took the folder over while his Boss continued the interview. His face was sceptical. Lisbon saw it, didn't ask though, and finished the questioning.
"We'll come back to you, if we have any further questions." Lisbon rose. "Thank you for your time." The CBI agent shoke Mitch's hand and showed Jane to leave.
As they reached the car, Teresa finally addressed her consultant's unsatisfied look.
"There is still something missing?" she asked expecting the worst.
"Yes, but we should have known that. Beside that there is information given that are whether faked or they wanna make us believe they were. It would be too obvious." he considered.
"Why? What does it say?" asked Lisbon curiously.
"I was at home. Patrick's colleagues were downstairs while I was lying in my bed upstairs. The balcony door was open and while I was admiring the nature, someone opened the door to my bedroom. The face was familiar, that's why I didn't react, I guess. Then everything went black. As I woke up, a masked man was standing in front of me. I was on the ground. In an empty room. I was totally calm. I wasn't scared. Not at all. Just very calm.
And I sensed a spirit. A spirit I've sensed before. Somewhere. I can't remember." the whole team was stunned as Van Pelt finished reading.
