The Murder of Mr. Johnson

(text-style:"underline")[''Agent Hotchner:''] Ahhh Finally you showed up! I was beginning to think you'd never come. hahaha [[`*` Say nothing and stare intensely `*` ->Awkward....]] [[Couldn't start my day of poking dead bodies without my cup of coffee.->starbucks?]] [[Be glad I even made time for you squirrel brained scrubs.->wrong foot]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Agent Hotchner:''] Uhhh..... Alright let's just get into it shall we? The victim is a 67 year old man, married, no kids, wealthy business owner, and well known throughout town. He has a couple bruises and some of the furniture was knocked over so it looks like there was a struggle. He was stabbed 20 times, once in each shoulder and knee and 16 times in the chest. His estimated time of death is 9:37 last night, he bled out in the living room. We told the media it was robbery gone wrong to keep them out of our hairs, but with that many stab wounds I doubt that's the case. [[Any suspects yet? -> Sus V1]] [[Take me inside. -> Crime scene V1]] [[Where was the wife during all of this? -> Wife's alibi]] [[Were there any cameras? Did they pick up anything? -> Cameras?]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Agent Hotchner:''] Dark coffee, dark humor, and a supernatural talent of solving murder. All the elements to make one of the world's greatest detectives. You really should give Starbucks a try, maybe it'll sweeten your presence a bit. [[Just get on with it -> Story]] [[I enjoy my coffee black. You'd love it. It's just like your ex-wife; bitter and a strong after presence. Except it doesn't take half of your money. -> Wow]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Agent Hotchner:''] Geez, alright sorry. Let's just focus on the case. The murder victim is a 67 year old white male, married with no kids, and a very wealthy man in town. There are bruises on the body and some knocked over furniture so it looks like there was a struggle. He has a stab wound in each shoulder and knee, and 16 more in his chest, which led him to bled out. His estimated time of death is 9:37 last night. We kept the media out of our hair by saying it was a robbery gone wrong, but with that many stab wounds I doubt that's the case. [[What leads do you have so far? -> Sus V1]] [[Alright let's take a look inside. -> Crime scene V1]] [[So the husband's dead, what about the wife? -> Wife's alibi]] [[A very wealthy man would have some very good security. Are there any security tapes? -> Cameras?]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Agent Hotchner:''] So far we've gathered the last three people who were confirmed to have seen him last. His wife, Mrs. Johnson, has an alibi but we can't rule her out yet. We can ask her about the safe, see if there was something in there that might've been the motive. His gardener, Mr. Snachez, him and Mr. Johnson had discussed some plans last night about the backyard's layout. He doesn't seem to be a threat, but he might be helpful for letting us know what life was like at home. He could be pretty useful for getting information, especially since there aren't any cameras on the property. And last is an ex-employee, Mr. Bundy. According to the wife, he was fired a few days ago. I guess he was still a little steamed and he came over last night and got into a pretty heated argument just before she left for her run. He seems like the best candidate so far. [[I'll ask the wife some questions. -> Wife V1]] [[I'll see what the gardener knows. -> Gardener V1]] [[Pissed off employee? Sounds like I'm going home early. -> Ex-employee V1]] [[I'll take a look inside first. -> Crime Scene V2]]

`*` When entering the house you are hit with a pungent stench and a trace of bleach. You put on your gloves and enter the living room `*` (text-style:"underline")[''Agent Hotchner:''] Well this is it. Watch your step, don't want to get your tracks all over the scene. `*` In the living room you see the old man stripped to his underwear, positioned on his back. There's a pool of blood around his body. A table is knocked over and a lamp shattered across the floor. The couch is angled slightly and has four streaks of blood down one cushion. Aside from the other furniture there is a single chair that seems out of place. It sits on the edge of the carpet aligned right in the middle. `*` [[`*` Inspect the body closer `*` -> Le body]] [[`*` Take a look at the chair `*` -> Chair]] [[Do we have any people for questioning? -> Sus V2]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Agent Hotchner:''] According to the wife she went out for a late night run. Upon returning home she found him lying in a pool of his own blood and called the police. Later she also reported some missing jewelry. My guys are getting her final statement right now. Once they're done we can talk to her, see if there's any details she remembers that might help us. [[Okay. What'd the team find when they got here? -> Findings]] [[Alright, I'm ready to go in. -> Crime scene V1]] [[Are they any leads so far? -> Sus V1]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Agent Hotchner:''] You would think so, but for such a rich man he lacked greatly in the area of security. The closest thing to being secure is a safe he has kept upstairs. [[Safe? Does it look like it's been tampered with at all? -> Robbery?]] [[Alright then, you have any suspects? -> Sus V1]] [[Well then let's take a look at the scene? -> Crime scene V1]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Agent Hotchner:''] The victim is a 67 year old man, married, no kids, wealthy business owner, and well known throughout town. He has a couple bruises and some of the furniture was knocked over so it looks like there was a struggle. He was stabbed 20 times, once in each shoulder and knee and 16 times in the chest. His estimated time of death is 9:37 last night, bleeding out in the living room. We told the media it was robbery gone wrong to keep them out of our hairs, but with that many stab wounds I doubt that's the case. [[Any suspects? -> Sus V1]] [[Alright I'm done with the coffee let's go inside-> Crime scene V1]] [[Where was the wife? -> Wife's alibi]] [[Is there any security footage? -> Cameras?]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Agent Hotchner:''] Wow that's a low blow.......but that was a good one. Lets just focus on the case huh? The murder victim is a 67 year old white male, married with no kids, and a very wealthy man in town. There are bruises on the body and some knocked over furniture so it looks like there was a struggle. He has a stab wound in each shoulder and knee, and 16 more in his chest, which led him to bleed out. His estimated time of death is 9:37 last night. We kept the media out of our hair by saying it was a robbery gone wrong, but with that many stab wounds I doubt that's the case. [[Do you have any leads? -> Sus V1]] [[Alright, enough chit chat let's see the body. -> Crime scene V1]] [[What about the wife? -> Wife's alibi]] [[A very wealthy man would have some very good security. Are there any tapes? -> Cameras?]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Agent Hotchner:''] No. It looks relatively in good condition. There were no scratch marks and the only way to get in is with a key, but we didn't find one. So we doubt the unsub got to it. [[If this was a robbery why wouldn't they try to open the safe? They could've possibly known where to get the key. Does the wife know where the key is now? -> Safe ]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Agent Hotchner:''] There wasn't much. You'd think with an unplanned murder there'd be some kind of trace, a mistake. But this guy left clean. No shoeprints, fingerprints, not even a visible murder weapon. [[Hmmm, well this guy definitley knows what he's doing. You have any suspects I can talk to. Maybe I can rule some out.-> Sus V1]] [[With any unplanned killing there's bound to be something out of place. I wanna take a look inside, see if I can find anything. -> Crime scene V1]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mrs. Johnson:''] `*` sniff sniff `*` Y-Yes Detective, Ho-How can I help you? [[Well Ma'am I understand Mr. Johnson kept a safe upstairs. We were hoping you might know where the key is so we could figure what the unsub's M.O. was. -> The key]] [[Miss do you mind telling me what life was like before the murder? -> Life before]] [[I was wondering if you may have seen anything during your night run. Anyone or anything that looked suspicious? -> Night run]]

Hmmm....`*` Help me out here old man. What happened to you? `*` [[`*` What's that on his wrist? `*` -> Wrist]] [[`*` Geez why so many stabbings? `*` -> Stabbings]] [[`*` What are these streaks from? `*` -> Couch]] [[`*` That's odd -> Bleach]] [[`*` Take a look at the chair`*` -> Chair]] [[`*` Take a step back `*` -> Revisit S1]]

Hmmmm...... `*` Something about this chair doesn't feel right. But what? `*` [[`*` Is that blood? `*` -> Blood splats]] [[`*` Wait a minute `*` -> Odd]] [[`*` Take a look at the body `*` -> Le body]] [[`*` Take a step back `*` -> Revisit S1]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Sanchez''] Hello detective. How can I help You? [[Can you tell me what you were doing here last night? -> G's story]] [[How would you describe the home life before Mr. Johnson's murder? -> Backstory]] [[Was there anything suspicious going on prior to the murder or the night of? -> That night]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Bundy:''] Look I already told the police everything I know. Yeah I was here last night, and yeah we got into a dispute, but I never laid a finger on the old bastard. Even when he's dead he's still screwing me over. I can promise you I ain't done a thing, and once my lawyer gets here I'm taking you guys down for defamation and harassment. I didn't kill anyone. [[Look Mr. Bundy, with the position you're in right now it's not looking too good for you. I just wanna ask you what it was like working for Mr. Johnson. -> Work]] [[Oh really, well from where I'm standing you're looking like the prime suspect. No one was around, just you and the old man who took your job away. Seems pretty convenient that the man who just fired you ends up dead a few days later. Don't you think? -> about last night]]

`*` When entering the house you are hit with a pungent stench and a mix of chemicals. You put on your gloves and enter the living room `*` (text-style:"underline")[''Agent Hotchner:''] Well this is it. Watch your step, don't want to get your tracks all over the scene. `*` In the living room you see the old man stripped to his underwear, positioned on his back. There's a pool of blood around his body. A table is knocked over and a lamp shattered across the floor. The couch is angled slightly and has four streaks of blood down one cushion near his head. Aside from the other furniture there is a single chair that seems out of place. It sits on the edge of the carpet aligned right in the middle. `*` [[`*` Inspect the body closer `*` -> Le body]] [[`*` Take a look at the chair `*` -> Chair]] [[I'll talk with the wife now. -> Wife V1]] [[Well let's see what the gardener knows -> Gardener V1]] [[The employee seems like a good start. -> Ex-employee V1]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Agent Hotchner:''] So far we've gathered the last three people who were confirmed to have seen him last. His wife, Mrs. Johnson, has an alibi but we can't rule her out yet. We can ask her about the safe, see if there was something in there that might've been the motive. His gardener, Mr. Snachez, him and Mr. Johnson had discussed some plans last night about the backyard's layout. He doesn't seem to be a threat, but he might be helpful for letting us know what life was like at home. He could be pretty useful for getting information. Especially since there aren't any cameras on the property. And last is an ex-employee, Mr. Bundy. According to the wife, he was fired a few days ago. I guess he was still a little steamed and he came over last night and got into a pretty heated argument just before she left for her run. He seems like the best candidate so far. [[I wanna talk to the wife. -> Wife V1]] [[I'll see what the gardener knows. -> Gardener V1]] [[Pissed off employee? Sounds like a quick case to me. -> Ex-employee V1]] [[I'll take a look inside first. -> Revisit S1]]

`*` In the living room you see the old man stripped to his underwear, positioned on his back. There's a pool of blood around his body. A table is knocked over and a lamp shattered across the floor. The couch is angled slightly and has four streaks of blood down one cushion. Aside from the other furniture there is a single chair that seems out of place. It sits on the edge of the carpet aligned right in the middle. `*` [[`*` Inspect the body closer `*` -> Le body]] [[`*` Take a look at the chair `*` -> Chair]] [[I'll ask the Wife some questions. -> Wife V1]] [[Well let's see what the gardener knows -> Gardener V1]] [[The employee seems like a good start. -> Ex-employee V1]]

`*` There's some kind of marking on his wrist. Like he was tied up. Maybe rope? or handcuffs? duck tape? No not duck tape, there'd be missing patches of hair. Plus with these lacerations it had to be something more solid. `*` [[ Hey Hotch, did the guys find any type of restraint when they found the body? -> Cuffs]]

`*` If this was a robbery why was he stabbed so many times? Not everyone is gonna die from the first stab, but 20?! Seems a bit excessive. And how they were stabbed makes no sense either. Why stab the shoulders and knees? Why not just stick to the chest? This definitely isn't just a robbery gone wrong. `*` [[Did you guys already pack up the murder weapon? -> Weapon]]

`*` Hmmm there's four blood streaks on the couch. Poor man was probably trying to get up. Or maybe he fell down and tried to catch himself. Was he standing up when he was stabbed or already on the ground? `*` [[`*` If only there were cameras. `*` -> Le body]]

`*` This is the only area on the rug where the blood looks pinkish. And it's wet still, it isn't dry or sticky like the rest of the blood. (`*` sniff sniff `*`) Is that bleach? Did they try to clean it up? Maybe they got scared the wife would walk in on them. `*` [[Hotch, you guys haven't put anything down on the rug yet, have you? -> Bleach?]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Agent Hotchner:''] Nope, he was found just like this. No rope or anything nearby. [[Alright -> Le body]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Agent Hotchner:''] Actually there was none. We looked all through the house and couldn't find anything. But based on the size of the wounds I'd make a guess that it wasn't any bigger than a large kitchen knife. [[Well that sure helps. -> Le body]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Agent Hotchner:''] Nope, my guys made sure to be careful and to leave things how they were. [[`*` This must be bleach then, or some type of chemical. `*` -> Le body]]

`*` These are blood splats on the chair. It could be from the fight, but then why are the streaks on the couch facing away from the chair? From where the body lays these blood spots are by his feet. So he was probably sitting in the chair and tried to fight back, but then that's when he was stabbed so he fell while trying to catch himself on the couch. `*` [[Hotch have your boys mark this chair as evidence, I believe it was involved in the murder somehow. -> New evidence]]

`*` This chair looks familiar, but from where? ......YES! It's from the dining room on the way in. That's why it looked so weird. `*` [[`*` I knew it looked out of place. `*` -> Chair]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Agent Hotchner:''] Alright I'll get the team right on it! [[Take pictures of these blood splats too. -> Chair]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Agent Hotchner:''] I'm not sure, we didn't ask. Once they're done taking her statement we can go ask her about it. [[Alright let's take a look inside for the meantime. -> Crime scene V1]] [[Sounds good. Have you identified any suspects yet? -> Sus V1]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Sanchez''] Well the day before, Mr. Johnson said he wanted to talk to me about remodeling the backyard. He wanted me to help him redesign the layout, the plants, the trees, et cetera. So I came over last night to discuss the plans. We decided on adding orchid trees and a small zen rock garden. We also planned on arranging the flowers by their similar color palettes to give it a gradient look. When I left, Mr. Johnson sat in his chair drinking a cup of tea, and reading his favorite horror novel, "Dracula", next to the fire. And Mrs. Johnson was barely getting ready for her nightly run. [[What was the home life before the murder? -> Backstory]] [[On your way out, did you see anyone suspicious lingering? -> That night]] [[Alright, Well thank you Mr.Sanchez. I'll be sure to come back if I have any more questions. -> Revisit S1]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Sanchez''] Well for the most part Mr. and Mrs. Johnson were quite happy together. They couldn't complain, they were living the life most would dream of. But for a month or so, Mr. Johnson was having an affair with another lady. I never saw her, just saw a car come and go. Eventually he got sloppy with covering his tracks and the Mrs. found out. Boy was she upset. I remember that day, I was out in the garden as usual and heard screaming and shouting from their room. Then there was a loud sound of glass breaking. Mrs. Johnson had apparently thrown a vase at him, barely missing. After that, there was talk that Mr. Johnson was filing for a divorce, but I never saw anything of it. And soon, the Mrs. had another companion of her own. [[Alright what can you tell me about your visit last night? -> G's story]] [[Prior to the murder did you see anyone suspicous hanging around? -> That night]] [[Alright, Well thank Mr.Sanchez. I'll be sure to come back if I have any more questions. -> Revisit S1]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Sanchez''] Well as I was heading out I did see Mr.Bundy driving in. He sure did look upset. He didn't even wave back when I saw him. [[What exactly were you doing there that night? -> G's story]] [[How were things around the house before the murder? -> Backstory]] [[Alright, Well thank Mr.Sanchez. I'll be sure to come back if I have any more questions. -> Revisit S1]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Bundy:''] Work? What do you care about working for Mr. Johnson? The guy was a prick! Brought me in to do the heavy lifting for the company and once the higher-ups started getting wise that I was the backbone of the company, he fired me. No good reason either, I busted my butt off working for that old fart and he fired me the second I threatened his job. He got what he deserved. [[Sounds like a jerk alright. Is that why you confronted him last night? -> about last night]] [[Alright, thank you. That's all I needed. -> Revisit S1]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Bundy:''] Listen here //Mr. Detective,// I don't know what you heard or what you're tryna get at but I did not kill mr. Johnson! Yeah I was here last night, and yes we did get into an argument, but I never touched a hair on his body. I came over because I was upset. I was upset that I had to explain to my wife and kids why daddys not working anymore, why we have to start being more cautious with spending money, why we can't go out to eat whenever we want. I was furious because some old geezer who was days away from his last croke took everything from me. I came over because that man robbed me of a job. [[So you robbed him of his life? -> Payment]] [[Alright, so how was it working for Mr. Johnson? -> Work]] [[Thank you, that's all I needed. -> Revisit S1]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mrs. Johnson:''] Oh I'm sorry detective I can't help you too much with that, I'm not quite sure myself where he keeps it. [[Well do you mind if we take a look upstairs ourselves? -> up?]] [[I know this is hard, but can you give us an idea of what the home life was like? -> Life before]] [[Miss do you think you can tell me everything before you left for your run? -> Night run]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mrs. Johnson:''] What's there to say? My husband was a very busy man. He was always swimming in paperwork. What he couldn't follow through with in time he made up with in presents. The most beautiful pieces of jewelry you'd have ever seen. The ocean of perfumes and the endless supply of the newest fashion. Trips to the most exotic and splendiful places on earth. He was a very giving man. `*` sniff `*` I still can't believe he's really gone. [[I know this is a hard time for you but can you tell us everything that happened just before your run? -> Night run]] [[I understand you're going through a hard time, but can you think of any places Mr. Johnson would keep the key to his safe? -> The key]] [[Thank you Ma'am, that's all I needed. -> Revisit S1]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mrs. Johnson:''] Well as I was getting ready Mr. Sanchez, the gardener, was talking to my husband. I don't know what about, but he left before me. When I was leaving Johnson was doing what he always does, smoking a cigar and reading by the fire. Just before I was about to leave, Mr. Bundy, an employee of my husband, stormed in all flustered. I couldn't even understand what he was saying, he was talking with his mouth shut, teeth grinding. As I left I could hear the two arguing from outside. And when I came back......I...I found him dead.....in a mess of his own blood. `*`sniff sniff `*` [[I know this is hard, but can you give us an idea of what the home life was like? -> Life before]] [[Ma'am do you mind telling us where Mr. Johnson kept the key to his safe? -> The key]] [[Thank you miss. You helped greatly. -> Revisit S1]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Bundy:''] What? NO! I came over to get payment. I told him he owed me for carrying the company on my back. That's when he just threw some jewlery at me and told me to get lost. I told him he'd hear from my lawyer. Thinks some jewelry is gonna make up for what he did. Karma's a bitch, but lady justice couldn't have done any better. [[`*` Well that explains the missing jewelry `*` Alright, that's everything. -> Revisit S1]] [[Can you tell me what it was like working for Mr. Johnson? -> Work]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mrs. Johnson:''] No, go ahead. Whatever you need to help you. [[Thank you miss -> upstairs]]

`*` When entering the bedroom you see two nightstands, one on each side of the bed. Hotch told you the safe is in the closet. All you need to do now is find the key. `*` [[`*` Check the left nightstand `*` -> Left NS]]

`*` Hmmm it's gotta be in here somewhere......There's nothing here but a book and random pieces of jewelry. ohhh and a pair of handcuffs. Hmmm that's a bit odd, but hey no kink shaming here. This is probably Mrs. Johnson's side of the bed. Wait a minute what's this? This is a divorce claim and it looks like Mr. Johnson already signed off on it. If Mr. Johnson gave her the paper why is she keeping it at the bottom of the drawer? Maybe she's just ashamed of it. `*` [[`*` Check Mr. Johnson's nightstand `*` -> Right NS]]

//Looking through the nightstand you find a secret compartment hidden in the backside of the stand. In it you discover the key to the safe// [[`*` Finally, let's see what was so important? `*` -> What's inside]]

//When opening the safe you see nothing but a simple black journal. You check to see if there any secret compartments you might be missing, but the book is all you find// `*` This doesn't make any sense. Why would he go through all this trouble to lock up a journal? There's no jewelry, no cash, nothing. Something's not adding up. Maybe the journal can give me something to work with `*` [[`*` Skim through the pages of the journal `*` -> Secrets]]

`*` This is some kind of daily journal for Mr. Johnson. But why go through the hassle of keeping it in a safe? What doesn't he want us to know? `*` (text-style:"underline")[//''Mr. Johnson:''//] // I began my affair with Maria last month and I get the sense my wife is starting to catch on. So far the gardener has no idea though, one less person to worry about.......... Well I knew this day was coming. My wife discovered I was sleeping with the maid. We got into a huge argument and she almost hit me with a vase. I don't know what I can do now. She might tell Mr. Sanchez. It's so hard to find good gardeners............ Aside from the home life I finally fired that cocky son-of-a-bitch Bundy. He was trying to steal my job. Ha well good luck now kid.......... After I found out my wife was cheating on me. I filed for divorce in hopes to lessen her divorce settlement....... That Mr.bundy guy is beginning to be a real big pain in my butt. He keeps sending death threats to my house. Saying he's gonna get revenge for ruining his family....... I've signed the divorce papers but I must've misplaced them, I hope my wife doesn't find them before me. I wanna get this done as easy as possible. // `*` Jesus. This dude was a total scumbag. All he cared about was himself. This definitely raises more questions though. I need to get back downstairs. `*` [[`*` Back downstairs `*` -> Revisit FS]]

`*` In the living room you see the old man stripped to his underwear, positioned on his back. there's a pool of blood around his body. A table is knocked over and a lamp shattered across the floor. The couch is angled slightly and has four streaks of blood down one cushion. Aside from the other furniture there is a single chair that seems out of place. It sits on the edge of the carpet aligned right in the middle. `*` [[`*` Inspect the body closer `*` -> Le body 2]] [[`*` Take a look at the chair `*` -> Chair 2]] [[Mrs. Johnson needs to answer some questions. -> Wife V2]] [[Let me see what the Gardener really knows. -> Gardener V2]] [[Mr. Bundy just looks more and more convincing. -> Ex-employee V2]] [[Alright I'm ready to make an arrest. -> All the marbles]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mrs. Johnson:''] There you are. Were you able to find anything helpful? [[Yes actually...... but there's still some things that I don't understand-> Wife bait]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Sanchez''] Hello again detective! IS there anyway I can help out more? [[Yes, thank Mr. Sanchez. I was wondering if you could help me identify someone? -> Cast line]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Bundy:''] What more do you want from me Sherlock? [[I just have a few more questions for you. I'm hoping this is all I need to shut the case. -> Friends?]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mrs. Johnson:''] What would that be? [[ Well... when I opened the safe I found a journal. And in the journal Mr. Johnson had written down almost daily the things going on in his life. I read through a couple of pages and I found out that he had an affair with the maid. -> Hook]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mrs. Johnson:''] What! I can't believe this. I had no idea. That bastard! [[Cut the crap Mrs. Johnson. I already know the truth. -> Hard push]] [[You know what else I found out? -> Playing]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mrs. Johnson:''] Wh..wha..what do you mean detective? [[You knew about the affair! In fact you almost hit Mr. Johnson with a vase! And you know what else? I found the divorce papers hidden in your drawer. The ones you took from Mr. Johnson! How come you didn't tell me about this Mrs. J? huh? Was it because you didn't want any trouble inheriting Johnson's money? Was that your plan? Kill Mr. Johnson and start a new life with the guy you sleeping with on the side? -> dirty laundry]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mrs. Johnson:''] What? [[I found out you had a side piece yourself. And that Mr. Johnson was filing for divorce. He found out you were cheating and tried to file for divorce right after to lessen your divorce settlement. And you know what else? I found those exact documents tucked away at the bottom of your drawer hidden from the world. Now the only reason I can think of for you hiding an important document like that from Johnson is to try and stop the divorce to get more money. But how? How would you get more money if he already had his plan in motion? Maybe by killing him before any official court trials went into place. Does that sound at all possible to you Mrs. Johnson? -> Truth]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mrs. Johnson:''] Wha...I..bu..No!...No! No! No! I did not kill my husband! I...uhh....fine. I'll tell you the truth. Yes I knew about the affair. That old bag of bones really thought he could hide something like that from me. I was upset of course. And yes I did throw the vase at him but I was just caught up in the rage. After that I thought, if he's gonna sleep with other women might as well find a man who can actually satisfy me. I hated him but I didn't kill him. [[Then why did you hide the divorce papers Mrs. Johnson? -> Papers]] [[Wait... what about the handcuffs? ->trap]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mrs. Johnson:''] I.....I jus....I didn't want to give this life up. You have to understand, I came from a poor family and when I met my husband he gave me the life I always wanted. That's why I married him. You really think there's 26 year olds looking for dinosaurs to date. I might be morally screwed but I didn't kill him detective. [[But what about the handcuffs I found in your drawer? -> Kinky 2]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mrs. Johnson:''] What handcuffs? [[When I was looking around in the bedroom I found a pair of handcuffs in your nightstand. When I examined Mr. Johnson's body I found lacerations on his wrist like he was trying to break out of something. When the team got here they didn't find any type of restraint near the body. But when I look through your drawer I find a perfect set of handcuffs sitting there? What am I supposed to make of that Mrs. Johnson? -> Kinky]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mrs. Johnson:''] Ohh those things. Umm well....you see...an old man can only do so much for you. I decided to bring in handcuffs to try and spice things up. But it didn't do too much, it was like trying to season chicken with water. [[oh uhh... Well those are all my questions for now miss -> Revisit FS]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mrs. Johnson:''] Ohhh... hahaha no no no You don't understand. When Mr. Johnson and I were first together things got old fast.....so uh...we decided to use handcuffs to spice things up. [[Hmmm...but why'd you hide the divorce papers? -> Papers 2]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mrs. Johnson:''] I.....I jus....I didn't want to give this life up. You have to understand, I came from a poor family and when I met my husband he gave me the life I always wanted. That's why I married him. You really think there's 26 year olds looking for dinosaurs to date. I might be morally screwed but I didn't kill him detective. Even if the money would set me for life. [[hmm...Well those are all the questions I have for now -> Revisit FS]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mrs. Johnson:''] I....uh..I jus....wel...shit! Alright, alright I'll confess. Yeah I knew all along that old bastard was having an affair with the maid. And yes it's true I did have an affair myself, but it was only after finding out about his. [[So then killed him after he filed for divorce?! -> Rich life]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mrs. Johnson:''] No I...`*` sigh `*` I didn't kill my husband. I hated the old dirtbag but I never killed him. [[Then why did you hide the divorce papers Mrs. Johnson? -> Papers]] [[Then what about the handcuffs? ->trap]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Sanchez''] Certainly, I will do my best. What does the person look like? [[Well I don't actually have any pictures but you've definitely worked with them before. Do you know a maid by the name Maria? -> Maria?]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Sanchez''] M...maria yes yes, she's a colleague of mine. A very sweet lady and a great employee Is she in trouble? [[No, It seems like she may have been the start of the trouble. -> trouble?]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Sanchez''] What do you mean is she okay? Did something happen to her? [[Yes, she's fine. It's just....I found her name in a journal I got from Mr. Johnson's safe. Apparently Mr. Johnson thought she was a great employee too. In fact he gave some extra special attention.....he had an affair with Maria. You never saw a lady enter the house at all other than Mrs. Johnson? -> G Bait]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Sanchez''] Uhhh....`*` Clears throat `*`...no never. I had only known that Mr. Johnson was seeing someone else. Why is this important exactly? [[And you and Maria are only colleagues? -> ignore]] [[I think it might help in finding the real killer. Mr. Johnson mentioned that she had a husband. Do you know who this might be? -> aloof]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Sanchez''] Uhh..Yes! We would talk here and there, but never outside of work. [[Hmm is that so? -> Red handed]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Sanchez''] No not that I can think of. I never even knew she was married. [[Geez Sanchez just quite the act already! I know the truth -> Broke chracter]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Sanchez''] Excuse me? [[You see Mr. Sanchez, Mr. Johnson referenced you multiple times in his journal. And I kept thinking why does he care so much about his gardener, and then it hit me. He always mentioned you with "I don't think he knows." and "I hope he doesn't find out." Now why would he be so worried, specifically about you finding out that he was having an affair with the maid. Extortion maybe? Maybe he was afraid you'd tell his wife? Or maybe it's the fact that Maria is your wife! Huh? How long did you know about this Mr. Sanchez? -> Spill]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Sanchez''] I...I don't know what you're talking about. [[You Sanchez, you're Maria's husband! -> How?]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Sanchez''] What! I...Uh..I had no idea about this! That son-of-a-bitch! I..I'd... [[You'd what Sanchez! Kill him! He's already dead! You know what I think happened? I think you found out your boss was sleeping with your wife. hmm? And that pissed you off. You didn't want money, you didn't want to just out him to his wife. Nah you wanted your own revenge, take justice into your own hands. Hmmm? Does that sound about right Mr. Sanchez? -> Hard accuse]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Sanchez''] ALRIGHT! ENOUGH! YES YES I knew alright. Is that what you wanted to hear? I knew that that walking corpse of a man was sleeping with my wife! I was irate sure, but I never would go to the length of killing him. I couldn't afford to. That man paid for my livelihood. [[Then why'd you lie to me? Why didn't you admit to being Maria's husband?-> Shame]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Sanchez''] Because I was ashamed. I mean what do you think of a man who willingly lets his boss have his way with his wife just so he can provide for his family? I was filled with embarrassment. Trust me I wanted that man dead more than anyone, he destroyed my family, but I...I would have nowhere to go. Do you really believe I was the one who killed Mr. Johnson? [[`*` I'm not sure anymore to be honest `*` ->who?]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Sanchez''] What about his wife? She was always so vain, all she cared about was money. She never loved him, you realize that right? She would have the perfect incentive to kill. Inheriting all of his money! She probably used her handcuffs on him. And what about Mr. Bundy, Johnson's ex-employee, that dude looked as pissed as I did when I found out my wife was cheating. He was the last one to see Mr. Johnson alive. Is that not evidence enough? [[Hmmm...yeah you're right. Thank you Mr. Sanchez -> Revisit FS]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Sanchez''] Ho...How did you know? [[Are you kidding me? Your names all over Mr. Johnson's journal, "Oh I hope he doesn't find out", "Oh I'm afraid the gardener's catching on." It was so obvious. MR. Johnson was sleeping with your wife and that's why you killed him. and at the first mention of Maria's name, you practically told me. -> Straight forward]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Sanchez''] Wha...I..I would never hurt Mr. Johnson. Sure I despised the man, hated his guts, wished he'd choke on a fish bone, but I never hurt the guy. I hate him for what he did to my family, but I could never justify murder. [[So why'd you lie about being married to Maria? I would've found out sooner or later? Were you planning on skipping town before then or what? -> lies lies lies yeah]]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Sanchez''] I...I don't know. I was just afraid maybe she was the one who killed him. Maybe she planned this all along. I don't know, I was just scared. But I promise I would never kill Johnson. That man practically gave me my life. Besides what about Mrs. Johnson? She's got just as much of an excuse to kill as I do. She was cheated on, almost hurt him when she found out, and hid the divorce papers too. Plus she would inherit all of his money too. And what about Mr. Bundy, the guy was practically a tomato when he got to Mr. Johnson's. Being let go from his job did a real number on him. [[hmmm...You're right. Thanks Mr. Sanchez -> Revisit FS]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Bundy:''] Alright lay it on me. [[What was the last thing Johnson said to you before you murdered him? -> MURDERER]] [[What'd you use to kill Mr. Johnson? -> Weapon?]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Bundy:''] Oh not this shit again! Detective I already told you and all your little puppies I didn't kill nobody! [[What are you gonna tell your kids when daddy has to talk behind a plastic window? -> instagate]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Bundy:''] My thumb! Really with this shit again? I'm telling you I didn't do it! [[I wanna believe you Mr. Bundy, but there's just too much stacked against you. I know about the letters -> Letters]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Bundy:''] You watch your dirty fucking mouth detective! I care who the fuck you are, you don't talk about my kids! [[What are you gonna do when your kids ask you about the man in your bed Bundy? -> Fighting words]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Bundy:''] OH THAT'S IT YOU SON-OF-A..... `*` Mr. Bundy lunges towards you `*` [[`*` Dodge him `*` -> Broke ankles]] [[`*` Right hook `*` -> Mike Tyson]] [[`*` Embrace for impact `*` -> Crash landing]] [[`*` Trip him `*` -> Class clown]]

`*` You dodged Mr. Bundy's attack, but he turns and lunges again `*` [[`*` Dodge him again `*` -> Broke ankles]] [[`*` Right hook `*` -> Mike Tyson]] [[`*` Embrace for impact `*` -> Crash landing]] [[`*` Trip him `*` -> Class clown]]

`*` You landed a clean right hook to his face. Mr. Bundy gets in his stance to fight `*` [[`*` Hit'em with the 'ol one two `*` -> Muhammed Ali]] [[`*` HI-YA `*` -> Bruce Lee]] [[`*` Uppercut `*` -> K.O.]]

`*` Mr. Bundy tackles you to the ground. He sits up about to pound your face in `*` [[`*` Go for the jaw `*` -> Straight up]] [[`*` Punch his "trash" `*` -> Nutty shot]] [[`*` Pray to god you still look handsome after `*` -> Last option]]

`*` Bundy fell flat on his face. Worked like a charm, just like in elementary. You reprimand him before he tries to get back up `*` [[Listen punk I know about the letters you sent to Johnson! You got a lot of evidence stacked against you! -> The letters]]

`*` And the fight is over before it even started folks. Bundy struggles to get back up `*` [[`*` squat next to him `*` Listen Bundy I know. I know about the letters you sent Mr. Johnson -> The letters]]

`*` Ooooooo unfortunatly that Bruce Lee movie you saw didn't work out too well for you. If anything you just pissed him off more. `*` [[`*` Hit'em with the 'ol one two `*` -> Muhammed Ali]] [[`*` Uppercut `*` -> K.O.]] [[`*` Dodge him `*` -> Broke ankles]] [[`*` Embrace for impact `*` -> Crash landing]] [[`*` Trip him `*` -> Class clown]]

`*` Bundy groans in pain. `*` [[`*` squat next to him `*` Listen buddy I know. I know about the letters you sent Mr. Johnson -> The letters]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Bundy:''] Letters? I don't know what the hell you're talking about. I never wrote any letters to Johnson. [[Really? Well I found Mr. Johnson's journal and after he fired you this is when the letters start showing up. "I'll get my revenge for what you did to my family" Does that sound familiar at all Bundy! -> Framed]]

`*` You landed a good shot. He flew off of you real quick. You race to pin him before he can get up. `*` [[It's over Bundy I know! I know about the death threats you made towards Mr. Johnson! -> The letters]]

`*` Oooooooo You know that one had to hurt. As he cries in pain you squat down next to him to talk `*` [[`*` squat next to him `*` Listen Bundy I know. I know about the letters you sent Mr. Johnson -> The letters]]

`*` Just before your doom two policemen rush Bundy and reprimand him as you continue to question Bundy `*` [[It's over Bundy! I saw what you were sending Mr. Johnson! I know about the letters. -> The letters]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Bundy:''] What! No! I'm being framed! That wasn't me! I never wrote Johnson any letters! Look I know how this may seem, but I promise I didn't write those letters. I wouldn't be surprised if there were more families he screwed over during his lifetime. Guy was a huge scumbag, a bottom-feeder pretending to be a great white. I'm happy he's gone, but it wasn't me! [[The evidence all points to you, who else could it have been? -> Who else?]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Bundy:''] I don't know. Isn't that your job to figure out who it is? It's probably his gold-digging wife. I wouldn't be surprised, she's too young to stick with an old guy like Johnson. I'd bet good money she's just in it for the money, maybe she got tired of waiting around for him to kick the bucket and did it herself. [[Possibly...I'll look around some more -> Revisit FS]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Bundy:''] Letters? What letters? [[The death threats you sent to Mr. Johnson. "You'll pay for what you did to my family" Sounds a lot like you Bundy -> Me?]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Bundy:''] Wha....What No! I'm Being pinned for this! I didn't kill him! Look we're livin' in the 21st century. Why would I send him letters when I could text him and call? [[It's personal. You feel Johnson betrayed you, so you wanted justice. Beside you would know that texts or calls can be traced back to you. -> Uh-uh]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Bundy:''] No! I'm telling you, you have the wrong guy! I wouldn't be surprised if there were more families Johnson destroyed, in fact I would expect it. But I sure as hell know it wasn't me! [[Then who Bundy? Who do you think it was? -> She did it]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Mr. Bundy:''] I don't know. It's probably his wife. Did you ever think of that? She's a young girl, only into Johnson for his money, and a lack of morals. Come on that's clean cut crime shows. [[I'll look into it, but you're not off the hook yet. -> Revisit FS]]

(text-style:"underline")[''Agent Hotchner:''] Are you sure about this? [[Yes. It's the Wife, Mrs. Johnson, she killed for greed. -> WA]] [[Yes. It's the gardener, Mr. Sanchez, he killed for revenge. -> GA]] [[Yes. It's the ex-employee, Mr. Bundy, He killed out of pure rage, -> EA]] [[Actually give me another minute. -> Revisit FS]]

Great Job detective! With the evidence you brought in the wife was convincted of the murder of Mr. Johnson. She was sentenced to life in prison. His inheritance went to his niece and nephew. Mr. Bundy was requested to take over Mr. Johnson's position and he took the offer with a huge increase in his salary. Mr. Sanchez fled to Mexico before the trials started. Soon after Mrs. Sanchez's body was discovered in a river near Mr. Johnson's house. That is correct. Although you were able to convict Mrs. Johnson, she was innocent. Mr. Sanchez was the true unsub. After killing Mr. Johnson he went home to then murder his wife for cheating. Once you made the arrest and the heat was off of Sanchez he fled the country with his two kids. At least it looks like you got it right! [[Play again ->Beginning ]]

No wonder you're the best detective in the world! You successfully arrested the murderer of Mr. johnson. With the evidence you brought into the court he was sentenced to life in prison, without parole. A few days later he was also convicted of the murder of his wife! Apprently after killing Mr. Johnson he went home to murder his wife for cheating. His two kids were taken in by the Child Protection Services. Mrs. Johnson inherited all the money she dreamed of and soon married the man she was having an affair with. Mr. Bundy soon found a better job that appreciated his skills. He also agreed to take anger management classes. Once again great work detective! We don't know what we would've done without you! [[Play again ->Beginning ]] [[What really happened that night? - Mr. Sanchez's confession -> The Truth]]

Outstanding work detective! Because of the evidence you presented to the court, Mr. Bundy was convited of the murder of Mr. Johnson. He was sentenced to life in prison without parole. His wife later on found another man who she fell in love with and later married. Mrs. Johnson inherited Mr. Johnson's full wealth and soon after married the man she was having an affair with. Mr. Sanchez fled to Mexico before the trials started. A few days later Mrs. Sanchez's body was discovered in a river near Mr. Johnson's house. That is correct. Although you were able to convict Mr. Bundy, he was innocent. Mr. Sanchez was the true unsub. After killing Mr. Johnson he went home to then murder his wife for cheating. Once you made the arrest and the heat was off of Sanchez he fled the country with his two kids. At least it looks like you got it right! [[Play again ->Beginning ]]

Wow, you're kind of twisted huh? Well here it is, the true story of Mr. Sanchez: `*` On the night of February 3rd, 2007 at approximately 9:37 p.m., Mr Johnson, fullname: Alexander Johnson, was murdered by Mr. Sanchez, fullname: Diego Sanchez. After discovering his boss was sleeping with his wife, Maria Sanchez, Diego plotted for four days before murdering Mr. Johnson. After Mr. Bundy, fullname: Alan Bundy, had left Mr. Johnson's house in a fit of rage, Diego entered in through a back entrance near the kitchen. After taking a knife from a kitchen drawer, Diego snuck upstairs to get the handcuffs in Mrs. Johnson's, fullname: Sarah Johnson, drawer. Going back down stairs Diego confronted Mr. Johnson. Mr. Johnson tried to reason with Diego but was unsuccessful, he then engaged in a struggle for the knife. Do to his old age and weaker health Mr. Johnson was quickly subdued. Upon waking up his arms were handcuffed behind the back of a chair that he was seated in. At the time he had only endured a few bruises. Naked and restrained in his kitchen chair Diego inserted the knife a few inches above Mr. Johnson's left knee cap. He repeated this process with Mr. Johnson's right leg. Diego then stabbed Mr. Johnson in each shoulder blade once. The reason for these wounds was to assert Diego's dominance and to put Mr. Johnson in a complete submissive state. Diego then unlocked Mr. Johnon's handcuffs putting them back in the drawer. Knowing the if Mr. Johnson tried to escape he would fall do to the incision on his legs. Trying to get to the phone, Mr. Johnson attempted to get up, falling immediately next to the couch. Diego returning to the scene was infuriated and stabbed Mr. Johnson 16 times in his chest, varying depths of incision. The number of stab wounds (20) is associated to the number of years Diego worked for Mr. Johnson. No this isn't actually a true story. It is 100% fictional.`*` [[Play again ->Beginning ]]

Hmmm....`*` Help me out here old man. What happened to you? `*` [[`*` What's that on his wrist? `*` -> Wrist 2]] [[`*` Geez why so many stabbings? `*` -> Stabbings 2]] [[`*` What are these streaks from? `*` -> Couch 2]] [[`*` That's odd. -> Bleach 2]] [[`*` Take a look at the chair.`*` -> Chair 2]] [[`*` Take a step back. `*` -> Revisit FS]]

Hmmmm...... `*` Something about this chair doesn't feel right. But what? `*` [[`*` Is that blood? `*` -> Blood splats 2]] [[`*` Wait a minute `*` -> Odd 2]] [[`*` Take a look at the body `*` -> Le body 2]] [[`*` Take a step back `*` -> Revisit FS]]

`*` This chair looks familiar, but from where? ......YES! It's from the dining room on the way in. That's why it looked so weird. `*` [[`*` Back `*` -> Chair 2]]

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Agent Hotchner: Ahhh Finally you showed up! I was beginning to think you'd never come. hahaha

* Say nothing and stare intensely *

Couldn't start my day of poking dead bodies without my cup of coffee.

Be glad I even made time for you squirrel brained scrubs.