Case Three|The Abused|Day 2

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"It is a rare person who can cut himself
Off from mediate and immediate relations with
Others for long spaces of time without undergoing
A deterioration in personality."
-Harry Stack Sullivan, The Interpersonal
Theory of Psychiatry

"Thanks Garcia." Morgan said, before hanging up. "Our victim is Salan Newberry, 21, He was tried for abuse and rape against his ex-girlfriend, but his rich mommy and daddy hired some good lawyers, and he got off Scot free with just a slap on the wrist." Morgan informed the others, as they stared at the lifeless body of their latest victim.

Morgan noticed Reid's eyes staring intently at the cross stabbed through the man's heart. "What's bugging you, Reid?" Morgan asked, catching the attention of the others who now looked at Reid. Prentiss eyes held more worry, than wonder as her eyes unconsciously fell on Reid's wrists. "I don't know, I have a theory, but I need to work on it." Reid mumbled. "Well, we need to get back and give the profile, so you can sit out on this one and work on your theory." Hotch said. Everyone hopped back into the SUVs, and headed back to the station after informing Detective Crier and Emmett.

Once they were back at the precinct, they began the giving the profile, while Reid was in the conference room. "Okay Garcia, all the victims ex-girlfriends/wives had black hair and they all have facial structures that point to them being Korean or maybe Japanese." Reid noted as he admired said womens pictures. "You are correct, my fellow genius friend! They all were from either Japanese or Korean descent. Oh yeah, and I found out why Mr. Fitzgerald was on the UNSUBs radar." Garcia stated. "Why?" Reid asked kinda listening.

"Well, as I've said before, 10 years ago Ms. Fitzgerald died of breast cancer, but not in a hospital." Garcia started explaining. "What do you mean, Garcia?" Rossi asked entering the room, along with the team, Detective Crier and Detective Emmett. "What I mean is, Ms. Fitzgerald or Airi being her first name, was admitted into the hospital after she was given one month to live, but when she was down to her last week, she checked out saying she wanted to die in her home with her loved one by her side." Garcia said, sounding a little sad. "Aww that's really sad." She stated. "And?" Hotch asked in his usual monotone voice.

"Yeah getting to the point, Patrick Fitzgerald's life became an urban legend, after his wife died because he oddly didn't inform anyone that his wife had finally died until 3 days after. When that got around, some teens started making up some story about him actually killing his wife. The story took flame, and today the story is Ms. Airi Fitzgerald never had breast cancer, she was actually constantly locked up in the basement of their home and eventually got sick, and one day Mr. Fitzgerald decided to kill her." Garcia informed them.

"How is this relevant?" Detective Crier asked angrily.

"It's relevant because our UNSUB most likely heard this story and believed it! It also tells us that she isn't a local, or at least hasn't been one for long." Hotch snapped. Crier just glared at the table, but didn't say anything else.

"Yeah boss man that's what I thought too, but that deletes all of our suspects, because they've lived their for the past 20 years or more." Garcia sighed. "So we're back to square one!" Crier yelled.

"No,because I just figured out why we got it wrong" Reid stated. "What do you mean Reid." JJ asked.

"When Hotch brought up the possibility of our UNSUB being a local, it got me thinking. When you glance at our victims significant others, they all have the facial features of a traditional Japanese or Korean woman, however the angle of their noses, the space between their eyes, and some other features makes me believe their not fully Japanese/Korean." Reid explained. "Not fully?" Morgan Asked. "They were born here in America, and most likely lived here all their lives." Reid said. "So where does that leave us?" Emmett asked.

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