Blake Pierce

“Birth certificate, arrest records, court transcripts, the works.”

She deftly avoided the blow and braced herself for the next swing.

Of course, Riley knew that it wasn’t entirely an act.

Suddenly, there came the noisy crack of breaker switches.

An exhibit farther on displayed several women’s corpses with their arms bound behind their backs.

Riley’s apprehension mounted as she entered the BAU building. When she walked into Brent Meredith’s office, the chief was at his desk waiting for her. A big man with angular, African-American features, Meredith was always an imposing presence. Right now he also looked worried.

choked with foot traffic.

if I start after five, Gigantor.”

if your daughter’s ever been home late before.

Ray hadn’t said a word