Criminal Minds Quotes By Reid Novels & Stories

"I... I don't know what you're talking about" "Do you believe that I can break down these bars and make you speak?" She stood up and straightened her shoulders "I'm not scared of you" "Those men. Who were they?" "You can't do anything to me. Reed will never allow you to hurt me. He believes everything I told him. Besides, even if he wanted to defend you he can't. Not anymore. Not after you killed Phoebe" Clarisse pursed her lips in annoyance "What is it with you and framing me? Do you think it's fun to kill people?" She took a step towards the cell "Then again, I guess to monsters like you, killing isn't a big deal. Am I right?"

“Let them stay confident.” James studied him. “You’re sure?” Reid’s lips curved into a faint, dangerous smile. “Confidence makes people careless,” he said. “And careless people confess.” His gaze never left Karline. Not even for a second.

“I know this must be–” “No, Mr. Reid. You don’t know.” I snap. “In the last week, I’ve seen you kill someone, then you can’t tell me that it’s the first time you’ve done it, THEN I almost get kidnapped, just because I work for you. And now, now I’m being kidnapped again, by you, and you’re going to keep me in your house because of what you’ve done. So no, sir, you don’t know what the fuck is going through my head right now.”

But I know how annoying it is to be looking for something desperately and then to find nothing. You’re just walking in a dark room, with no direction in sight or even an end. You’re stuck, but you’re moving. It makes you feel like ripping the hair out of your head and screaming at the sky. “Exactly,” Reed said. I hadn’t even realized I was talking out loud until his response. “Sometimes I feel like I’ll lose my mind. And the bastard is probably out there, living his best life.” “When I get my hands on him, he’ll beg for death.”

He felt that the psychiatrist did an excellent job in breaking the vicious mind of the accused because if not, then maybe he will never feel what he did was a crime, which is enough for him to stay in jail forever. Mr. Reed looked at Ophelia with appreciation, He felt, in his firm, she is the only one who is on par with the lawyers who worked for decades; her mind is lethal; she can think of many things and correctly analyze them, which is very rare in the younger generation.

“So those your victims little shit you drug women who trust your pretentious nature, and you rape them under the influence of the drugs you spiked is that right?” “It wasn’t like that I was young and did foolish things.” “Raping people is a conscious act! I won’t kill you, killing you is giving you an easy pass for all your dirty crimes if you’re smart, turn yourself in to the police or else I’d make your life hell till you do it. Get that?” “Yes.” He nodded frantically. I plucked the pen from his eyeballs, wiped his blood on my shirt and my right hand man walked into the cell with a hammer and a dart baton.

“What do you want to broadcast? Broadcast how you kill innocent ordinary people? What right do you have to punish those criminals? How much better are you than them? You’re a madman! A murderer!” “In the past, those people who were tortured called you a madman, a murderer. I used to think that they only scolded you because they were about to die, but now it seems that they were right! You’re a madman, a perverted murderer! The criminals who were punished in the past were just coincidences. You just wanted to kill! Now that you can’t find the criminals, you attack innocent ordinary people!”

my voice breaks as I trail off, sinking my teeth into my lower lip. Reid traces soothing circles on my back with his fingertips, pressing his cheek to my forehead. “You’re safe here. He can’t hurt you anymore.” I blink my eyes open, peering up into Reid’s again. “As long as he’s still out there, I don’t think I’ll ever fully feel safe,” I admit. “Then we’ll get him,” Reid states, not missing a beat. “Put an end to your nightmares once and for all.” In his eyes, I can see he means it. He truly thinks he can vanquish my monsters for me.

~ On the drive back, with no one to fill the silence, my thoughts turned dark. Marcus Reid. Out of jail when he should’ve been rotting. That bastard looked me in the eye with so much confidence, almost like he knew the cops couldn’t touch him and maybe they couldn’t. I gripped the wheel tighter, my knuckles white. Bennett always had a knack for attracting trouble, but this was different. This was targeted and personal. And if Reid was bold enough to jump us in the open, what else was he planning? And who was he working for?

“Hm?” My throat closed up and my stomach churned. I could feel sticky sweat beginning to gather at the back of my neck. I didn’t know which crime he was referring to, and I couldn’t afford to confess to one in hopes it would be right. For all I knew, this could be about Edwards eye. Fighting the tremor in my hands, I lifted my chin. “Like you said, obedience to ones parents is learned.” I clearly must’ve had a death wish, because the only thing that popped in my head was a quote from some popstar. “Everybody makes mistakes.”