Codex of a Killer

-Prologue-

It was four-thirty in the afternoon on Monday, August 24th the letter came. It was exactly four-thirty-five in the afternoon when it was placed in the incoming mail for the fourteenth-floor. It was precisely when the clock above the coffee-machine was saying four-forty-seven in the afternoon when the letter was deposited on the desk of an unsuspecting person who was just leaving the large conference room on the opposite side of the bullpen. It was then four-forty-nine when they sat down at their desk and noticed the letter. It took them all of one-minute-thirty-five-seconds to read the entire letter six times, just to make sure, and stand before crossing the bullpen back into the conference shouting the name, "REID!"

It took roughly thirty-four-minutes for the person named Reid to realise that the letter was more than a simple letter. It took him one-hour-forty-four-minutes to fully decode the letter that was more than a letter, and to realise that they were on a time limit.

He stood from his seat at the conference table and began to write on a large whiteboard the letter in its coded form and then beneath it, the decoded version of the letter. It made his blood start to freeze and made the other people in the room with him wonder. What they were wondering about however, is something that can't be told or explained since it's a breach of their privacy... but, that doesn't really matter all the much when they are the subject of a killer. Does it?

The whiteboard showed the entire code written in a readable font and this is what it said;

-CoaK-CM-CoaK-CM-CoaK-

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-Chapter One-

There was silence in the conference room as the BAUs top team stared at the whiteboard wondering on some level in their minds how, yet again, Reid had managed to save them a lot of time in the game they were now playing with this particular Unsub. As there was silence in the room it made for any footsteps or sounds outside the room to be uncharacteristically loud; due to this, everyone of them heard the footsteps of one Penelope Garcia as she made her way along the catwalk and into the conference room.

"Hey, my little FBI babies! I have..." She stopped, three steps into the room, as she noticed that they weren't paying her any mind at all and were continuing to stare at the decoded message on the whiteboard. This caused Penelope to also look at the whiteboard and to also come to an uncharacteristic silence; which was accompanied with a look of obvious shock, as she read the contents of the whiteboard.

Now, to give a little peace of mind this is what the decoded version of the letter actually said, since not everyone can be expected to have an IQ of 160 and to be able to read 20'000 words a minute or spit out random facts and statistics from sunrise to sunset.

-CoaK-CM-CoaK-CM-CoaK-

Hello B A U

I hope you enjoyed cracking the code Reid

You always were the smart one werent you

I guess youre wondering why this is in code

Well thats simple really

You guys need a challenge

Ive been following your work and since Gideon left youve become a mere shadow of what you once were

So I made a decision

This is for the good of the United States of America and for your own sakes also

You have 48 hours until I send another letter that will mean you have failed this challenge

Of course I have to tell you what the challenge is dont I

Well the challenge is this

I have placed several bombs around Washington D C and if you wish to stop the loss of innocent lives then you must follow my clues carefully

Reid will be of great assistance to you for this challenge so if he says something you might want to listen to him Morgan Hotch

Right heres your first clue

From 295 across the water I fort I saw a soldier. I was wrong about that, a shame. By the Square of Justice heading to a monument of Peace, Indiana says stop, a city hall for you! Four floors up, two down, one up from three and you will find the treasure which you seek in an office for a mayor!

Tick-tock

Time's running out.

-CoaK-CM-CoaK-CM-CoaK-

As it is, no-one expects to receive a letter that details a personal response to one's job capabilities nor does one normally expect to have the responsibility of a large number of lives placed on their heads if they fail in such an important task.

Although the members of the Behavioural Analysis Unit have been responsible for ensuring the safety of the general public by capturing an Unsub before they kill more victims, they haven't been subjected to being the only thing that could save the lives of people who they are responsible for due to their own shortcomings that have been perceived by the Unsub.

Finally, after what could be considered decades of silence but was in fact only fourteen minutes, the BAU team along with one Penelope Garcia started into action. JJ went off to call the Washington D.C. Police. Hotch went off to get clearance for their little trip and subsequent investigation. Morgan, Prentiss and Rossi went off to set up transport to the airport and for vehicles in Washington D.C. Garcia made her way briskly down to her technical haven and began to search through everything that was digitally available to her gifted fingertips whilst Reid tried to discover what the clue meant so that the team would know where to go ahead of actually arriving in the City.