"Agent Ring is known as the Ring of death. She has blown through the ranks of FBI like a wolf to a straw house. The women has been known to only wear black, and is lethal with any weapon-"
Garcia could have gone on for hours about the girl, but Hotch caught the train just before it went off the tracks.
"Garcia, the new case please."
"Oh-Yes sir."
After she introduced herself as the new agent of the team she left. It wasn't that she couldn't be on the case, she just had a case to settle before she fully integrated.
...
"I told you for the last time, call me Gray." A low toned girl spoke on the phone. She was sitting in her car in the parking lot of the BAU, waiting for this conversation to end so she could leave.
"You know I can't do that, if I do that you will get in my head, and frankly agent," They spit with malice,"I don't want you in my head."
"So what do you want now?"
"I just want you to come home." The voice on the other line spoke in a whiny tone.
"I am home, my home is in Quantico, not Nashville. Not any more."
"Fine, well I gotta go, some new people came in."
"Okay, bye."
The dark clothed girl in her black car sighed and put her head on the wheel. 'I really need to keep moving.'
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Psychopath
أدب الهواةConcrete rooms with double sided mirrors and cold metal tables. Cameras on all four corners waiting for the moment of confession. A cold hearted, unloved women walks through the door. Adorned in only black clothing, the occasional white, she is kno...
