New Girl(A Spencer Reid/Criminal Minds Fan-fiction) BOOK ONE

Chapter Twenty-One: Somebody's Watching

       "Spencer! Spencer Reid! Dude! Look at you!" The man hugged him. We were in an art gallery in Los Angeles. "You look just the same! Nothing changed. Spencer was the only twelve year old in our graduating class. Just the same." 

        "Thanks. This is Special Agent Jason Gideon and Dr. Marianne Harper. This is Parker Dunley. We went to high school together, as you can probably gather." 

        "Hello." I said. 

        "Hi."

        "It's a beautiful Gallery." Gideon told him. 

        "Thank you, thank you."

        "Jason's a big contemporary Art Enthusiast."

        "Well, we're exhibiting four up-and-coming artists in this show. Everything's for sale, and I could definitely swing a nice discount for a friend." Parker told him. A blonde woman in a black dress came in. "Lila. Hey. Guys, come on." 

        "Do I look twelve years old to you?" 

        "Fourteen." Gideon told him.

        "You look fine...baby face." I laughed.

        "Coming from the woman who can't yet drink legally." I kissed him on the cheek and we approached Parker.

        "Spencer, I'd like you to meet a real movie star."

        "Movie star? Please, she has a supporting role on a television series about beach volleyball." The woman next to her said."Totally blue collar."

        "I'm Lila."

        "Hi, I'm Dr. Spencer Reid, and this is Dr. Marianne Harper. Um-I-I'm Spencer, you don't have to call me Doctor?" I rolled my eyes. 

        "I won't." There was a photographer taking pictures of her.

        'Excuse me. Hey! I told you! No photos in the gallery." Parker chased him off. The woman dragged Gideon off, and I went off to look at some of the other work. Gideon came and grabbed me and went to get Spencer.

        "We're leaving."

        'We're still looking at the exhibit."

        'Now." Gideon told him. He said goodbye, and I couldn't tell but sense something there. I am an FBI profiler, I can tell when a guy thinks someone is pretty, and Spencer, thinks Lila is pretty.

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          Later the next day, we got ready to get on a plane back to Virginia. We put our bags in the trunk and the police officer's phone rang. 

        'Yeah, I'll be there as soon as i drop the FBI agents off at LAX." 

        "Is everything ok?" I asked. 

        "Double murder at a Hollywood bungalow. A celebrity. Young movie star Natalie Ryan and her fiance, Apparently shot to death. It's gonna be a major pain in the butt. Hey, you guys care to take a quick look before I drive you to the airport? It's on the way."

        "Absolutely." Gideon told him. We climbed into the car.

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        I slid on a pair of latex gloves.

        'No sign of forced entry." 

        "Same weapon." Gideon concluded.

               "The woman was killed execution style. One clean shot to the head. The man was shot three times in the torso, so that's two different M.O.'s"