Runaway

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*The lights flicker before plunging the room into darkness. Spencer whirls around, pulling out his gun as backup agents shout "Turn the lights back on!"* "She's trying to disorient us." *The team floods into the room their eyes scanning the darkness. The lights come back on and Tiffany is gone leaving behind her metal studded tounge ball on the table Spencer's blood still on it. Reid grinds his teeth in frustration, staring at the blood-stained metal ball* "She's playing games with all of us." *He picks up the ball, wrapping it carefully in a plastic bag* "Got what you wanted, didn't you Tiffany?" *He mutters under his breath. Spencer turns to leave, throwing one last look at the empty space where Tiffany sat* "I'll find her. And when I do, she'll regret ever making this personal." *His voice is cold, determined even. A couple hours later when he is in his office trying to figure out where and how to catch Tiffany Spencer's phone rings with a facetime call from an unknown number*

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