𝕃𝕦𝕔𝕚𝕒𝕟 ℕ𝕖𝕒𝕘𝕠𝕖
Unit ChiefLucian seemed to quiet down and think about how this unsub could be completely new to killing and trying to figure out his signature. There was a bit of differentiation when it came to lacerating the wrists on her to the wrists and ankles on the second murder. Though he stayed the same when sexually assaulting the person and picking a type, “Mhm, I will keep that in mind, thank you, Sam. ” he replied while nodding his head - he was going to keep this in mind.
“Good evening, Dr.Aguilar,” Lucian said with a smile while the young prodigy walked into the room with him and Special Agent Samantha Stannis. Picking up the document again, he was looking at the pictures of the two women. They both were very similar in appearance and about the same level of attractiveness. Where did he meet women like this? Is he on a killing spree, situation, or do they know him? In Lucian’s eyes, women who leaned to be alphas, attractive, and intelligent were not going to just go along with a man that they just met - women who were not this didn’t automatically trust a man unless they were going to clubs and trying to have one night stands, even then they were cautious. Lucian had a feeling that the unsub and the victims knew each other or he was way more organized than they were thinking he was.
Lucian seemed to chuckle before replying to Dr.Aguilar’s, consumption comments, “Well, we now know you cannot truly participate in this conversation,” his voice was playful, teasing, almost trying to see if she was going to react or not. He had no plans on having a serious conversation besides informing them about the case and getting on the plane as soon as possible. Though it was true, alcohol consumption would limit brain function even if you didn’t go over the legal limits of 0.08% BAC.
Going to take another sip of his coffee, he realized he was out and glanced at the bottom of the mug which had only a few drops of the dark liquid left. Sighing and going over to the drink station to fill up, he planned on getting no sleep tonight. “Everyone will get here eventually, I called you all at the last minute, so I am not surprised everyone is taking their free time. I wouldn’t be surprised if someone was sleeping before I sent the message,” he informed Dr. Aguilar while fixing himself another cup of the caffeinated drink. “How was your Memorial Day?” he asked while turning around and putting his attention on the young prodigy with a faint smile.
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