Chapter Twenty: Finding Riley

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        We showed the interrogation to the attorney.

        "Well I can tell you right now, it's not enough to get a stay."

        'You want facts? Reid, Harper."

        "Human Sexuality is a complex dynamic of three components. Biological, physiological, and emotional." Spencer started.

        "Jacob's needs were informed by the emotional and sexual abuse he was subjected to by his mother."

        'Long term repetitive abuse informed the template of his love map." Gideon explained. "Something we refer to as a signature. Jacob was an only child..."

        "Thus he was alone when the abuse occurred..."

        "So in order for him to fulfill his fantasy, he absolutely had to be with the victims alone." I finished. We also watched Jacob's interrogation.

        "IF I told you that, what would i have left for myself?" I shuddered.

        "He said 'myself'. If Sarah Jane was present, It would have destroyed his fantasy."

        "She confessed to killing her son." 

        "True, But we're also convinced that it was her that made the anonymous phone call that incriminated Jacob." I told them. "Guilty and filled with regret, she called the police, which isn't the profile of a woman that would proceed to kill her own child."

        "What else do you need?"

        'Evidence."

        "If we proved Jacob killed Riley, will that get a stay?" Gideon asked.

        "Absolutely."        

        "She protects the painting, she protects the boy."

        "What?"

        'The Paintings are a statement. We need to figure out what they say." Hotch and JJ came in and escorted me out.

        "Would you be willing to go with JJ to try to get something out of Jacob?" 

        "Why me?" I asked.

        "You're not blonde, but he mentioned the pretty girl in the hallway, and we assumed it was you." JJ explained. I swallowed, nodding. JJ took my hair out of it's ponytail and I shook it out.

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        "Oh, I know I know. One day these things are gonna kill me. Come on, Hotch. That was funny." They let us in and Jacob looked at us. "And who are you two?" 

        'My friends call me JJ, and this is Marianne." He stood up.

        'Well, Hel-"

        'Sit down." Hotch warned."Sit down."

        'Hello...JJ. And Marianne, you're the pretty girl from the hallway, aren't you?" I nodded.

        "You're not my friend. You can call me Jennifer. And to you, she's Dr. Harper."

        'Ouch. That was a nice touch, bringin' in the hotties. You really want to know if there was others don't you? I'll tell you what. Draw poker. You win, I'l give you another girl."

        'So there are more?" Hotch asked. 

        "Do we have a bet?"

        'What if you win?"

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