Criminal Minds Episode With Jackson Rathbone Novels & Stories

“Yes, Mother.” Mother. My jaw locked so hard it almost cracked. Frustration burned through me. I dragged my hand across my face, palm scraping at dried blood, as if I could wipe away the entire scene. Before I could speak, Jethro’s voice cut through the tension. “Jackson just took the body to the outskirts. Ravens and vultures will have their feast tonight.” “Good,” I muttered, the word tasting like ash. But Jethro wasn’t finished. He stepped closer, his sharp eyes narrowing. “Was killing him really necessary? It felt like you gave him an easy way out”

I answered crisply, hoping I sounded far more professional than I felt while half-naked and tangled in expensive sheets. ‘Morning, Detective. Sorry to wake you, but we’ve got a meeting in an hour. Aaron Somerset, the perp from last month’s mafia murder case? Yeah, we confirmed his body turned up in Harlen. Your report flagged it. Lieutenant Barnes wants you there, stat.’ Ah, crime. The great romance killer. How could I forget about Somerset and his body’s mysterious appearance in Harlen? Before I could respond, Elian’s mouth found that annoyingly sensitive spot below my ear. My words caught in my throat as his hand skimmed down my thigh, sheet be damned.

“This morning I received information about the men who set me up to take the fall for the murder of Benedict Price. You all know I served five years in prison with Rancid before I was released. Now, it seems my brother was the one that killed him and pinned it on me. The detective that worked the case was Peter Milestone. He’s since resigned from his job and disappeared, but it seems that whoever wanted Price dead was willing to pay for it. I was never supposed to leave that prison, but now that I have, I’m a loose end, one they want to take care of.” “I don’t give a fuck who it is, we’re with you, Wrath,” Dagger said, crossing his arms over his broad chest. “Whitney Rinebeck will be under t

It looked like he had never gone to bed at all, and judging by the dark circles under his eyes, he probably hadn't. Mikhail walked in a few moments later and quietly sat beside me. Jackson rubbed his face before looking at both of us with a serious expression that immediately made my stomach tighten. He pushed a stack of files toward the middle of the table and folded his hands together. "I spent the entire night rebuilding Devon's last day," he said. "We're done looking only at his murder. Now we need to understand how he was thinking before he died. People who know they're in danger almost never behave normally."

Chris sneered seriously, and smiled for a moment as well. "Okay, I can do that, since I'm human and nothing will affect me," said Jackson, taking out that knife of his and calmly approaching and starting to undo those locks one by one. "We're done," he said, opening the cell door to Adolph and hugging everyone and I was hoping it was him and what happened was a dream but it wasn't.. "Are you okay?" Chris said worriedly, looking at me, looking at me. "Yeah, I'm fine, but... it's..." I was talking until Jackson interrupted me.

Chaos broke out in the mansion. I scanned the crowd for the rapists. That was when my eyes landed on Jackson. He was running toward the back door while the crowd was still confused and bewildered. I went after him without thinking, without caring for my safety. Jackson swiveled around. A hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes as he pulled out a dagger from his pocket and thrust it straight at my chest. The dagger's blade pierced my skin and buried itself in my flesh. I closed my eyes, but I saw the cops pinning Jackson to the ground a moment before it all went dark.

" he cursed under his breath. He tuned in to a news station and watched with keen interest. *When will all these social vices and crimes stop?* A Newscaster asked someone who sat closer. It seems like a discussion between the both *We need to fight for justice, nobody knows when it will stop, all those criminals should be hunted and punished severely* the person chipped in *A woman has been murdered alongside the road. Rumours heard it that she was struggling with some group of men before she was brutally murdered* The Newscaster added. "Human lives matter but those people are murderers, not humans... They are..." The show was interrupted as Jason became annoyed and switched off the televisi

“I'd have killed Jackson a long time ago if not for the Mafia blood oath. That guy was ordered to secretly follow the late Don Gomez to Los Angeles when he went to look for Nora but he took-off immediately when he saw the Black Mambas attack Don Gomez's vehicle.“ Jackson's relative dropped his drink on the table and lowered his head in shame. The last guy who hadn't said a word shook his head and looked at the people dancing in the club. “I miss the old days,” he said. “And every single second that passes laughs at me as I remember that late Don Gomez Waxson's killers are still breathing.“ Nobody said anything for a while. And then, Raven finally broke the silence. “Where's Soldier Jackson n

Blake walks in with a man. “I found him watching the show…” he pushes him to sit next to Aaron and his dad. “Martin…” Aaron hugs the man. "You think killing us is going to solve anything?" he says calmly taking a sit of what looks like gin. "The Jackson family has hurt my wife and daughter for years now. I’m here to put a permanent end to that." I deadpan. "You think killing us is going to stop people from going after them? You’ve made it abundantly clear they’re your weakness? You own cousin sold you out, funded this whole thing." he says in an amused tone.

They left the scene immediately, as police officials could arrive anytime. Liam drove Alice back to their home, their hearts still pounding with adrenaline from the intense confrontation with Jackson and his men. As they walked into the house, Liam's phone rang. He answered it and spoke briefly, then turned to Alice with a grim expression. "That was one of my guys. They've found evidence that Jackson had been involved in a string of human trafficking cases, selling children and women for money. He was a monster, Alice." Alice shuddered at the thought of what could have happened if Jackson had succeeded in keeping her captive. "What are we going to do now?" she asked.