surrender, criminal minds [ 2 ]

092. protection

"So two Johnns and a hooker and no apparent connection between any of them." JJ says.

"And he doesn't rob them or care if the bodies are discovered." Derek says.

"No forensic countermeasures either." Rossi says. "He probably wants them found. It might be a message."

"I wonder what he's trying to say." Kate says.

"Maybe that he's angry." Spencer says. "He's using a .45-caliber weapon, and with each victim he fired 13 shots. It's most likely every wound in the magazine and the one in the chamber. It's basically overkill with a handgun."

"What's he angry about?" Hotch asks.

"Tasha Brooks is African American and the two Johns, Gary Fisher and Nate Cochran, they were both white." Kate says.

"Guys, what if she's the connection?" Derek asks. "What if these victims were both her clients?"

"Given the close proximity of the murder sites, that is a distinct possibility." Spencer says.

"So the first victim, Gary Fisher, was found alone because maybe Tasha was there and then got away?" JJ asks.

"Or it was some other girl and she got away." Madelyn says.

"Presuming it is a woman." Spencer says.

"Either way, that means there's someone out there that may have seen the unsub." Rossi says.

"Then our first priority should be finding that person." Hotch says.

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"I can't thank all of you enough for coming." The detective says. 

"Well, I hope we can help." Hotch says.

"We put all our street patrols on double shifts like you asked. We rounded up every working girl, pimp, crackhead in the area. Hopefully somebody knows something." The detective says.

"We better get to it. We're gonna need to talk to 'em all." Rossi says.

"Well, it won't be easy. I saw this all the time when I worked sex crimes." Kate says. "Most of these women have been victimized for years."

"Why don't we start with him?" The detective nods into a room. "Eddie Parrish, Tasha Brooks' pimp. Calls himself Sweetness."

"Aw, come on, now. That was Walter Payton's nickname. That's just wrong." Derek says.

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"Are you sure? Do you want to maybe take another look?" Spencer asks the woman he and Rossi are talking to. Madelyn is nearby, getting done talking to a woman.

"I'm sure, baby. I remember all the cute ones. Like you." She tells him. Madelyn's eyebrows raise and she glances over. "I won't forget you or your friend either."

Madelyn presses her lips together to try not to laugh, only able to imagine Spencer's awkward face.

~ ~ ~

Madelyn walks over to Spencer after she talks to a couple of people.

"So, uh... getting hit on by prostitutes again, are we?" Madelyn teases.

"I-- why does that always happen?" Spencer asks.

"Cause you're adorable." Madelyn states. "Beautiful, handsome, hot, whichever adjective you wanna go with, sweetheart." She gently pats his cheek.

"I kinda prefer it with just you calling me those things." Spencer mumbles.

"Well, I can't control other women's mouths, but if anybody ever actually makes you uncomfortable, tell me and I'll fight them." Madelyn says. She blows him a kiss before walking off to go talk to somebody else.