Jason Gideon Criminal Minds Novels & Stories

Fearful that my father had been correct about us both being imprisoned, I was surprised by Cedric patting my upper arm and telling me to relax. “Who is your red-eyed companion?” I questioned him. Chuckling, he replied, “That's Gideon Landers, the former Council assassin, but he's retired now and only comes to help when asked.” Concerned, I asked him if my dad would be disposed of, and he narrowed his green eyes and shook his head. “An investigation will be conducted, and he will likely get sentenced to a few years or more for being untruthful, ” he explained, and I exhaled deeply.

This feels like an execution. Bastien’s ravaged, furious face is burned behind my eyelids. The terror in his eyes as Gideon led him away wasn’t from pain. It was a warning. He knows. The words, wild and accusatory, echo in the hollowed-out chamber of my mind. Gideon. Peter Holloway. A takeover. The baby is a chain. Madness. It had to be madness. Silver poisoning and trauma whispering lies.

"Don't be stupid to fall on her traps Abbigail. Ang akala ko pa naman matalino ka bakit nag pauto ka sa hampas lupang iyan?" "Shut up Maliyah! You know nothing!" "I know that she's a user and a criminal and that's enough!" "Bring her to the station doon tayo magkita." Kakaibang sakit ang naramdaman ko ng makita kung paano ako tinalikuran at iniwan ni Gideon na para bang wala siyang pakialam.

“Not her. Those stupid guards that I hired to— never mind.” “Don’t you ‘never mind’ me, Gideon. You think I didn’t know that the taxi driver was one of your men?” Gideon didn’t immediately respond to what she said, instead, he just looked at her for a few seconds… which lasted up to a minute. His deep brown eyes were staring at her like he was reading her mind and looking at her soul. His brown eyes brought something different to her, making all the hair at the back of her neck stand up.

Giovanni nodded and put his hands on the wheel as the gun lowered. "Do you know who I am?" Giovanni nodded again before he spoke. "You- you're Mr King." He answered. "Yes, I am, but do you know who else I am?" This time, Jason lifted the gun and pointed it at him. "No, sir." "Do you know Maya?" Giovanni's eyes widened at Jason's question. "Ye- Yes, I do." Jason smirked and dropped the gun again. He let out a breath before checking the time on his watch. n

Gideon, one of the kidnappers, crawled to the phone and answered with a simple “hello.” The voice on the other end, male and authoritative, asked, “Did you manage to execute the job?” Gideon looked at his scratched hands and face, signs of recent turmoil, and hesitated before answering. “There was a problem,” he finally admitted. The male voice demanded details. “What kind of problem?” Gideon glanced at his two fallen comrades on the floor, dead, their bodies marked by claws, and began to explain with a certain uncertainty in his voice. “The kids... they're not normal.”

Gideon’s rogue warriors had completely crumbled under Lowell’s brutal interrogation tactics in the basement cells, spilling every single piece of information their brains held. The files proved Gideon had only sought out Sandra Ashbourne's scent after hearing rumors about her rare spiritual ability to soothe young wolves suffering from the wild, bipolar beast-mind disorder. Sandra’s mouth wasn't lying to my face during our hallway clash; her soul truly had no connection to Gideon’s rogue pack.

Gideon was a former mercenary, a cold-blooded field executioner for The Raven whose profile I had briefly read in the past. This only reminded me that Echelon Nine was truly a den of monsters. If Gideon and Stilliam were here without revealing that they were members of The Raven, that meant the head of security position held by Gideon was merely a neat disguise—just like the fake marriage between me and Skyden. A new question immediately crossed my mind; if Gideon is an executioner, is Madam Valerine truly his wife, or is that woman also part of this organization's theatrical pawns?

"Hello?" "Yo! Did you pick up Jack?" Jared's voice came through the car's speakers, his tone laced with urgency. "Yeah, and I told him just like we spoke about," Jason said. Now that's new information! Most likely, Jason got manipulated into giving up because of Jared's mind tricks. "Good! Can Jack hear me?" Jared asked. "I'm right here," I said, leaning forward.

"Ever since then, I have always had nightmares. It felt like a part of me had become someone else. It didn't take much for my head to start hurting, and my memories of the past came and went." Seeing the pain in Gideon's eyes, I stopped talking and hugged him. "That wasn't a normal attack. Someone gave you drugs to destroy your mind," Gideon said. "If you had not been so strong-willed, or if you had not met me…" His voice trembled. "I would have lost you forever." Just then, Gideon's phone rang. He answered, and his expression grew darker as he listened. "I understand," he said. "Submit the evidence straight to the federal prosecutors. I want every single one of them to pay!"