Riley nodded to indicate that she had indeed heard his name when he had spoken to the other officer before. "Pleasure to meet you as well, Agent." she replied as she led him to her office. She took note of his placement of his bags and was grateful that he hadn't simply tossed them on the floor in a cringe-worthy fashion as most tended to do. Her offer of "anywhere" was an empty offer purely to be polite. Anyone observant would notice with a quick glance around the room that she was a neat person and could then deduce that she would rather they not be tossed haphazardly where ever they may fall. Unfortunately, most were either not observant or simply didn't care.<br/><br/>She watched as he scanned over the file after having asked about the victimology. She would give an answer once she had some more coffee in her. Thankfully, he was also interested in coffee, not surprisingly. "How about you go get set up in briefing room and I'll grab us some coffee, then we can go over everything?" she offered, waiting a moment for him to answer before she stood, grabbing a laptop as she did. "Briefing room is down that hallway, three doors to your left." she walked to the door and pointed down the hallway to the right. "How do you take your coffee?" she asked, waiting a moment for his answer before nodding and giving a small smile before heading in the opposite direction. "I'll meet you there." she stated as she walked away.<br/><br/>Entering the break room, Riley grabbed two cups and began fixing the coffee to their liking, giving one of the other detectives a wave as she did. Once the coffee was finished she sipped hers and headed to the briefing room. "Here you are." she placed the cup of coffee on the table near him before placing her own cup and the laptop on the table not far away. From there she crossed the room to the white board and flipped it over, revealing a very detailed mapping of the victims. "This is what I have so far. Sorry, it's a little old school." she apologized with a light smile before opening the laptop and pulling up a file that was then projected onto a screen.<br/><br/>"So far the victims don't have much in common. At least not much that is obvious. They are all Caucasian, that's about where the similarities end. Blonde, brunette, red heads." she began as she flipped through the pictures. "25, 43, 19, 33." she went on. "There all have different jobs, a dental assistant, a hair dresser, a nurse, and so on." she continued to flip through the pictures until she finished. "It could be that they are victims of convenience and he simply chooses those who seem to be alone and vulnerable. But it is hard to say, given that we don't know exactly where some of them went missing from. This one and this one..." she pointed to one picture and then another, "were last seen here and here." she pointed to two points on a map on the screen. "Blocks from each other. But again, we don't know about the others, so that could, in theory, be coincidence. But I don't believe in coincidences." she added before taking a seat at the table and sighing lightly, taking a sip of her coffee.<br/><br/>"That would, of course, mean that the victims don't really have any significance to him, unless he chooses them not only out of conveniences but also significance. He may scope them out within a specified area, finding those who fit what he is looking for and who frequent places within his target area. If he watches them for a short period of time, he would be able to identify those who are typically alone, and it could account for the delay between the kidnappings." this was purely speculation, and she hated speculating without much basis, but given that they had so little to go on and girls kept coming up missing, it was better than doing nothing. "He may transfer some significance onto them, thus making them seem important to him and causing him to hold onto them and thus we have no bodies. Or he could simply be hiding the bodies because he knows that without them we have very little to go on. No bodies, no evidence." she continued, again, speculation, but it was all they had right now. "Or maybe, just maybe he is keeping them alive. Although, that may not truly be a better alternative." she sighed lightly, shaking her head. She hated to think about it.<br/><br/>"It isn't much, but that's about all we have right now." she gave him a somewhat apologetic look, knowing that they had dragged him into a case that wouldn't be easy to solve by any stretch. She gestured to the laptop, which had all manner of different tables, spreadsheets, maps, diagrams, theories, and other various things which she had created based on the information they had. "You're welcome to look over any of it, if you'd like." she offered, even though it still hadn't brought a conclusion or anything close to it. But two heads were better than one and she'd seen it too many times. She wasn't known for overlooking things, as she was a very thorough and hyper-observant individual, but no one was perfect. And as much as she hated the idea, she knew that everyone missed something every now and then. Having a fresh set of eyes and a second mind to review it might reveal something she had missed or hadn't really attributed any real significance to because she'd seen it before new details came to light, or whatever the case may be. He was here to help and lives were at stake, she couldn't afford not to utilize him, or to allow her pride to become an issue. It wasn't important. Finding those girls was important. And she would do whatever it took to find them.