<table width="100%"><tr><td style="vertical-align: top; width:50%; padding-right:10px;"><span style="color: #E6E9FD"><span style="font-family: Nyala;"><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">As a matter of fact, Gale didn't notice Jamie spacing out. He was still trying to wrap his head around what exactly to do with her, really. What do interns normally do? Go and grab coffee? He didn't drink coffee. Or tea. How much of his job was she allowed to see exactly? Were some things classified? Then again, it seemed as if nothing was classified when he was around. That is what they say anyway. <br/><br/>Gale's eyes skimmed around the scene with a rather stern gaze as she summed up what she saw, and apparently thought, of the crime. Or more specifically, the killer. A person thinker. How interesting. Most of his team were object thinkers. Thinking about the weapons, the furniture, the rope. A few were very detailed oriented, but they were pretty evenly balanced with the big picture people. But Jamie didn't seem to look at the objects at all. She quite literally only talked about the murderer. <br/><br/>Which was fine. That was... perfectly fine... He supposed...<br/><br/>The connections  she was making were logical but he couldn't falsify or confirm any of it because they didn't know much about the man behind the knife. If they did, they'd already be hunting him down like an escaped prisoner from Alcatraz. For instance, a high IQ doesn't directly lead to a CEO or any similar roles, though there are many people with a high IQ who do have those jobs. So it made sense but it was too soon to make that kind of deduction. Clever though, the childhood trauma. How often is it that a serial killer has some sort of tragic back story to tell. It was so believable. But he needed to see that case file before making that deduction. He was leaning in that direction with her, though, so she wasn't necessarily wrong yet. <br/><br/>She was spot on about that smart ass though. Everyone thought they were smarter than him and no criminal has beaten him yet. So what made this guy think he could, he didn't know. But they shall see. They shall see. She was also right on her last point. You never know when you're standing next to a murderer at a bus stop, or when then kid you're babysitting would grow up to shoot his mother and sister. You just don't know. <br/><br/>They were dealing with a psychopath, and psychopaths think they are so clever. They were outwardly friendly. The type of people you wouldn't suspect would "ever do such a thing". She was such a lovely young girl. Such a well mannered boy. It was so heartbreaking. Well, there had to be evil in the world if there was ever going to be good. It was just the good's job to control that evil. Not vanquish it. That was his philosophy. <br/><br/></span></span></span></td><td style="vertical-align: top; width:50%; padding-left:10px;"><span style="color: #E6E9FD"><span style="font-family: Nyala;"><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">"Good. That's a good start." You had to start somewhere. Gale looked towards the noise as Jared stomped down the stairs in a hurry. "It's about time." The blonde took the file out of the man's hands. "What did you do, go and get coffee on the way?" <br/><br/>"Now I wish I did." Jared rolled his eyes. <br/><br/>There was no reply as Gale quickly flipped the case open and started reading. Generally the same stuff he remembered, adding a few details here and there. Including one where the kid was at his friends house. "I see here that you interviewed their son, but you didn't interview the family he was with. Why?" <br/><br/>"We had no reason. Why, you want us to go and interview them?'<br/><br/>"No, not now. They don't have anything to do with this. I just have a hunch that they weren't keeping a very good eye on their guest that night is all." He closed the case with a soft slap of the paper and held it out to Jamie. In case she wanted to know what he was talking about. She seemed like a bright young girl, he was sure she would get it. If not, then he is going to have his hands full. <br/><br/>"We checked the kid though, he was clean."<br/><br/>"Yes, you also checked the stove to see if it was clean you and nearly burned your house down from the burnt residue." He smiled at Jared. "Where does the kid live now?"<br/><br/>"I don't know, but we can check."<br/><br/>"That would be great. We should get in touch as soon as possible." Jared nodded and went to go talk to his gang of chimps. He watched for a few seconds before turning to Jamie. "You said he thought he was smarter than me. " He looked at the chess piece. "If that were true, which you're more than likely right, why do you think he decided to challenge us?" There was always a reason. He wanted to know what she thought. He figured it was because the guy was plainly bored.  </span></span></span></td></tr></table>