This case has us all puzzled.
I know, feels like we can’t get a step ahead.
Nick let out a groan hearing his cellphone vibrate and slowly slid out of the bed trying not to wake up Catherine in the process of doing so. He rubbed his eyes before sitting at the table. “Hey Greg. Yeah it’s kinda late and why are you calling me so late? Yeah of course, I’ll get everyone down there. You want Morgan there too? It must be pretty bad. I’ll get her up, don’t worry about that honestly. And make sure everyone gets after you send me the address.”
Greg snorted as he listened to Nick, before texting him the address, “Yeah get Morgan for me too if you can. I’m going to stay here until one of you get here, but the Body’s on the way to the morgue if you want someone to head there.”
Gideon shook his head knowing they would question JJ even though he knew she would never want to hurt Will. He wished that there was something he could do and didn’t want her want to find out about Will’s death on the news instead needed to be told in person. “I want to be kept informed about this please after he’s been processed at the morgue and everything. Yeah, I’ll have to get Agent Hotchner a call about this because he needs to be informed of the murder that took place.” He said.
Greg nodded his head after he listened to Gideon, “Yeah of course we’ll have to keep each other informed, I know the rules. And yeah, I’ll call the team down and we’ll all discuss this too.”
Gideon shook his head listening to Greg talk about the scene he saw. “Well whoever did this knew what they were doing and exactly they wanted it planned out too. This person gets off the killings like that.” He said. He looked down at the id Greg had handed him and felt so sick to his stomach then. “William LaMontagne Jr. He use to be involved with one of the agents I know, they had a son together,”
Greg knew the wife or ex in this case was always the main suspect, weither any of them liked it or not, and he also knew that they couldn’t just call her up with this kind of news, he shrugged softly, “We need to get the body back to the morgue and then we’ll process this place better. I’m calling in the teams here, and then you can decide if you want to call in yours, We still have jurisdiction.”
After talking with Jason, and watching the man walk into the building, Greg pulled out his cellphone, dialing Nick’s number, he hoped he didn’t wake him or would make it so that he woke Catherine or the kids up. Waiting on Nick’s voice, “Hey man Sorry its late, but can you call everyone down here? It’s bad. I think we are going to have be all hands in on this one, Sorry to make you wake Catherine up too, but we need everyone. I’ll text you the address.”
Jason looked up at the young man wondering what might of scared him that bad especially at this time of night too. He kept a hold of his flash light making sure not to drop it at all, “It’s alright. How bad was the scene of the crime? And from the way that you are talking, it must of been a bad sight to see.” He said. “They said that I was needed to come in but never told me exactly why either which makes me wonder what happened.” He turned his flash light in the direction Greg was pointing at. “You are positive that the victim was a guy? And was there any sort of id on him?”
Greg nodded as he listened to Jason, “It’s bad. He has no eyes and no fingers, and cut up face and chest, before the stab wound, he was tortured, his id and everything was intact.” getting the bag from one of the men that came with him, he handed Jason the id, “Do you know him? The killer asked specifically for you.”
Jason didn’t know what to expect getting the call to come to Las Vegas sooner than he had expected honestly. What was going on that he was needed t have a look at this? Nothing made since though hardly anything everything did anymore anyway to him after he chose to leave the BAU. He thought it was a good idea because he couldn’t do his job any longer he felt like. And now, he was being dragged right into it all over again.
He sighed softly driving toward the scene of the crying not sure what he was getting into nor what he might face he was there. The phone was still playing in his mind and made him wonder what this case was about, he knew he was getting involved somehow. He didn’t want to come across someone he knew as a victim and knew he wouldn’t be able to handle that again. Parking his car, he got out of his car and looked for someone that might be able to help him at least.
Jason took the flashlight from the office and walked around the building trying to do a little searching of his own. They chose not to tell him about with the case just yet. He walked right into someone and stepped back to gain his balance. “Sorry about that. I’m Jason Gideon, I was called about a crime scene here.” He said.
Greg Sanders was a bit taken back when the man had said his name, not that he wasn’t expecting them to show up anytime, but the fact that he was still in shocked ville over the body. He cleared his throat and regained his composure, “I’m sorry as well. I shouldn’t have been running like that, its just.. its a sight.” nodding his head, “Oh yes, I heard the call and sent out the word while I came down here to check it out.” he pointed inside, “The bodies in there, ME’s are with him now.”
Isabella had a ball this weekend with Dad, Greg and myself during our little mini vacation. We spent the day night at Dad’s last night after another busy day and he got to spoil her a little more.
It was a great time, and now I’m stuck on call duty again.
Greg Sanders was stuck, once again, doing the phone lines at the LAPD. How he hated doing that, but that’s what he gets for one talking back to the bosses, and for screwing up a case. He didn’t know why, but sometimes he liked doing the first one on purpose, but the second one? Complete accident.
Getting a call that requesting their assistance, and even asked for a Jason Gideon, was not what he had expected, but deciding before calling anyone, he and a few others would go check it out.
Seeing the body? Took his breath away, he coughed and ran out of the building. Taking deep breathes, he didn’t see the person in front of him when they crashed into each other.