Novel & Cerita Criminal Minds Quotes By Reid

I guess the big, bad psychopath also needs a listening ear. “Now I understand why the ring behaved the way it did the other day and why you were so drawn to it,” he sighs, and I have absolutely no idea what he is talking about. One thing I have noticed about Reid is that he always speaks in code. His words are never straightforward. Reid continues, “This is incredibly inconveniencing,” he says, dragging his hand down his face and groaning in annoyance.

“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.”

he said, then lifted his eyes with a slow smile. Adrian followed his gaze and saw a CCTV camera positioned above them, silently recording. In an instant, he released Reid as though he had been holding fire. “You’re insane!” Adrian spat, anger boiling over at being trapped again. “You wanted to make me your next victim, didn’t you? The Frenchman wasn’t enough,you needed me gone to erase every witness, Reid said, confidence creeping into his tone. Just imagine how ruthless you can be, Adrian Hudson?” he asked.

“Wendy, why aren’t you sleeping? What’re you doing at your house? “And who’s that man at your door? Tell him to stop knocking!” I cried out, “Mrs. Wilson, call the police! Someone wants to kill me! “I don’t know that drunkard outside! He might be a criminal! Once he breaks into my house, you might be next!” I just claimed that the drunkard was a criminal without knowing for sure. However, when a person’s life or interests were under threat, they would treat the matter more seriously. As expected, Ruth Wilson raised her voice. “A criminal?! Hang on! I’ll call the police right now! Hang in there!”

“The same 'someone' who erased security footage and flew out in a prison helicopter?” “Exactly.” Robertson growled. “This smells like a damn inside job.” I shrugged. “It usually is.” “You really don’t care that a psycho like Reynolds is on the loose?” My gaze flicked to him. “I care,” I said quietly. “Just not the way you think.” He stared, suspicious now. Good. Suspicion kept people from asking the right questions. “I thought you didn’t even know the guy,” Robertson muttered. “I don’t,” I lied smoothly. “But I’ve read about him. The way he treated those kids. Some of them never made it out.”

“You look too calm for someone who just got threatened by Danny and Donna's father.” Reid smirked and slipped his hands into his pockets. “What do you want me to say? You want me to tell you how I fought back? Or you think I would have lost my temper? I don't need to. It was just business for people like them.” I didn't stop. “Reid, I want you to tell me everything.” He sighed and moved closer with his voice as soft as wool. “Mary, don’t worry about me. Neither of them can scare me.”

Reid asked Ian and he suddenly looked nervous. "I, I don't know... I actually don't know the difference." I groaned as I looked away from him. I couldn't even bring myself to look at him because I was afraid I would make him feel worse then I'm sure he already feels. "So wait, you're hearing a voice, in your head and it's a wolf?" Reid asked, turning his attention back to me. "Yes and he's a moron and won't shut up!" I said, then glared at Reid when he tried not to laugh.

“He crossed my lawn. He grabbed my son. He put a gun to his head. A Glock. Black. He said, ‘3 AM means always, right, Vane?’ He said, ‘Monsters always come back.’ He said, ‘Say goodbye, Alex.’” _Silence. Courtroom. 9:06 AM._ Juror 4. Woman. Hand to mouth. Juror 7. Man. Looked at Reese. Then away. Like spoiled food. Reese. Not smiling. Not counting. Staring. “And then,” Cho said. Quiet.

"Jess, are you still going to deny it at this point? These messages were all sent by you. I even tried to talk you out of it back then, but you wouldn't listen. Now that someone has died, I can't cover for you anymore." I trembled with rage. Just as the officer was about to speak and announce my detention, a thought suddenly flashed through my mind.

Sing Sing Maximum Security Facility - January 28th, 2026 Claire Ellerson I had represented murderers before. Drug lords. Politicians. Corporate criminals. Men capable of extraordinary cruelty. But not a single one of them unsettled me the way Leighton Reid Calloway did. The fact irritated me. I was one of the most sought-after criminal defence attorneys in New York. I didn't frighten easily. Yet every time I sat across from Leighton, some primitive instinct whispered that I should leave.