unsub

They were getting a feel for him, starting to learn the unsub's language.

Yet this unsub had to know there was a husband in the picture.

From here on out, he's the unidentified subject, the unsub.

She looked out at the trees and thought: The unsub came this way, too.

First, this is not an unsub who will hole up.

He'd be looking around and somehow ideas about the unsub would come to him.

The unsub had also taken the time to clean up the crime scene.

Then she sat down and considered the geography of the unsub's world.

And like any unsub, we can catch him without a physical description.

It rules out any possibility this hair is your unsub's.

This was not the face she'd envisioned as their unsub.

The unsub would no doubt stand in the back of the elevator, behind everyone else.

Thanks to her they were able to find the Unsub and save his latest victim.

He must've done the most running after the unsub.

"This is the worst kind of unsub we can face.

"Our unsub's got a bigger hunting territory than we thought."

Neither of the vics, though, had been able to tell her anything more about Unsub 823.

"I've got a tunnel leading to the building south of the unsub's.

"You said that this unsub might return to the woods to visit his harem."

That's what your unsub is using to wrap his victims."

With the vic in that shape the unsub could lead him around wherever he wanted.

The unsub had used it as a stepping-stone to reach the fire escape.

He'd commented before on the unsub's interest in historical New York.

Precisely the places our unsub would be attracted to.

What the unsub didn't mean to leave behind.