The Truth Behind The Lies {1}

Won't Get Fooled Again {4}

"How we doing?" JJ asks.

Elle replies, "Frustrated. I can't see why anyone would want to kill a little old lady who collects cats and coins."

"There's a possibility that someone wanted the coins really bad." I say, still shuffling through papers.

"I spent a good chunk of my childhood looking for a 1944 penny worth thousands." Elle and I look at Hotch and he questions, "Yes, I was a little bit of a nerd. Is that so surprising?"

"Not in the least bit." I assure with a giggle at the end before going back to my papers.

The telephone rings and Hotch answers, "Morgan?" He asks.

Good Lookin's voice comes out of the speaker, "Yeah. I just got the lab results from the powder residues on the bombs. Ammonia nitrate, potassium chloride, and aluminum powder. Nobody uses that mixture, Hotch. " I flinch at the combination.

"Nobody but Bale." Hotch states.

Morgan replies, "That's right. And the closer I look at these things, the more they're the same. Same weld pattern, same switch assembly, same thread sizing. It's weird, man. This guy's not building bombs, he's forging them. That's the other reason I'm calling you. Bale wrote addresses on his packages in block letters with blue ink. I'm thinking our guy's doing the same."

"Okay. I'll set up a press conference, make sure the public knows." JJ answers before walking out of the room and Hotch tells Morgan thanks before hanging up, immediately after his cell rings.

"Excuse me." He pardons and walks out of the room.

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"Listen, the first thing we've got to do is get the mother out of there." Hotch demands and the men agree before running up to them.

"That mother's not going to leave her baby, Hotch." I state looking at the little family.

"She has to." He replies.

I question, "Would you?" He gets a call and starts giving orders not to scare the little girl. The man places the table thing under the little girls arms and just as I said the mom hasn't moved. He brings the table slowly up to meet her hands, he places it directly under the box and she lowers it onto the platform, we all release a breath when nothing happens and she runs to her mom.

-

"I might have something. Barbara Keller was having trouble insuring some coins she bought. The insurance company thought they might be fake." Elle tells us.

Hotch, not getting it, asks, "So the insurance company's blowing up annoying clients?"

I giggle as Elle questions, "What if someone sold her the fake coins? She's on to him... he shuts her up."

"Were these coins valuable enough to kill over?" Hotch asks.

Elle explains, "She told the insurance company she thought they might be worth twelve thousand dollars."

"All right. Do you have any idea who sold her the coins?" Hotch asks.

"No, but she had an appointment with a coin dealer scheduled, I'm guessing to challenge the insurance company's appraisal. A guy named David Walker." Elle divulges.

I respond, "He may be able to help figure out who sold her the coins."

-

"Personally, I couldn't think of anything more boring than coins and old papers. Are you both single?" Mrs. Walker questions.

Elle states, "Yes."

I say, "Of course I am."

"I have a word of advice. Don't marry the first guy that proposes. I wanted a pool table back there, but David insisted on making on making it his workshop." Mrs. Walker complains as Elle and I look at each other.

An engine starts as Elle's phone rings, "Oh, what's he up to now?" Mrs. Walker asks herself.

Elle states, "It sounds like a car."

Elle looks for her phone as Mrs. Walker says, "I hope he's not committing suicide. I won't be able to collect life insurance."

I walk over to Mrs. Walker's side as Elle answers her phone. The garage door opens and Elle screams, "Get out of the way!"

I grab Mrs. Walker and shove her away from the car, the corner of the car hitting my side, knocking me down so I roll out of the way. Elle gets up and shoots at the car but it's too late.