victims.”
“Psychopaths are normally of above-average intelligence. The construction of the underground passageways, the fact they didn’t collapse or meet up, tells us Bingham is intelligent. The unsub likely is too,” Zachery said.
“He also exhibits psychopathic behavior including the art of manipulation.”
I looked at Jack. “He did make you leave the room. It could also explain how he was able to get his victims to come with him and go down the passageway. He lured them with false charm perhaps?”
Jack cast me a sideward glance and said, “He saw you as someone he could manipulate. You’re younger than me, obviously a new agent. Special Agent.” Jack mocked my words from yesterday when I had corrected Bingham. “He saw your pride yet tried to demean you.”
“I didn’t let him.”
“Psychopath,” Paige said with a smile, trying to ease the tension between Jack and me.
It seemed to have worked as Jack continued. “He wants to have control over everyone he comes across. He’s obsessive compulsive as evidenced by his fascination with the number eleven. OCD is a narcissistic trait, but he definitely exhibits characteristics of a psychopath. I got an email from Nadia last night that had more background info on Bingham. His mother was Robin Bingham and she married Lance’s father in forty-nine, a month after Lance was born. Now Bingham’s file doesn’t show any criminal activity prior to more recent events.”
“He likely just wasn’t caught before now.”
Jack nodded in agreement to Paige and opened the discussion to the rest of us. “What about other narcissistic characteristics he displays?”
“Bingham worked as a laborer for local farmers, helping out where he could. That aspect doesn’t sound like a narcissist,” I said.
Paige latched eyes with me. Her next words would contradict my sentiment. “Mr. Thompson, a neighbor who Bingham did work for, commented yesterday that Lance would talk about a day when he’d have his own farm. His words were, then I won’t have to report to the likes of you .” Paige’s eyes read of an apology.
“What about Twitter? He seeks contact, not necessarily a connection, with the outside world, but he doesn’t do so in order to learn what’s going on. He joins a social network where people can follow him, feed his ego, and make him feel important. That is a typical narcissist.”
Zachery’s eyes glazed over. “I know what he is. It makes perfect sense.”
“By all means, share it with us.” Jack pulled the cigarette from his mouth.
“He’s a malignant narcissist. They can demonstrate psychotic behavior and a schizoid personality. So Bingham’s really a concoction. His follower, the unsub, is likely submissive, easily manipulated. They likely idolize Bingham.”
“I’ve heard of malignant narcissism but isn’t it pretty hard to discern from regular narcissism?” Paige tested Zachery’s assessment.
“Yes, in fact, while you’ll find narcissistic personality disorder defined in The Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders, you will not find malignant narcissism. These people are simply diagnosed as having a narcissistic personality disorder. But with the other factors we’ve discussed, it seems like a plausible fit to Bingham. A schizoid person usually prefers to isolate themselves. It doesn’t seem like Bingham had any close friends, and he wasn’t involved with anyone. Many schizoids prefer to masturbate over dealing with the complications and social aspects of finding a partner.”
Paige’s face crunched up. “Prefer not to think about that part.”
Zachery shrugged a shoulder.
“Hmm.” Jack connected eyes with me before he turned and walked down the passageway. Zachery followed after him.
I wasn’t sure how to read his eyes. Was he disappointed in my contribution about Twitter and connections? Should I have said more? Maybe I would have if given the time.
Paige put a hand on my shoulder but shrunk back
“Psychopaths are normally of above-average intelligence. The construction of the underground passageways, the fact they didn’t collapse or meet up, tells us Bingham is intelligent. The unsub likely is too,” Zachery said.
“He also exhibits psychopathic behavior including the art of manipulation.”
I looked at Jack. “He did make you leave the room. It could also explain how he was able to get his victims to come with him and go down the passageway. He lured them with false charm perhaps?”
Jack cast me a sideward glance and said, “He saw you as someone he could manipulate. You’re younger than me, obviously a new agent. Special Agent.” Jack mocked my words from yesterday when I had corrected Bingham. “He saw your pride yet tried to demean you.”
“I didn’t let him.”
“Psychopath,” Paige said with a smile, trying to ease the tension between Jack and me.
It seemed to have worked as Jack continued. “He wants to have control over everyone he comes across. He’s obsessive compulsive as evidenced by his fascination with the number eleven. OCD is a narcissistic trait, but he definitely exhibits characteristics of a psychopath. I got an email from Nadia last night that had more background info on Bingham. His mother was Robin Bingham and she married Lance’s father in forty-nine, a month after Lance was born. Now Bingham’s file doesn’t show any criminal activity prior to more recent events.”
“He likely just wasn’t caught before now.”
Jack nodded in agreement to Paige and opened the discussion to the rest of us. “What about other narcissistic characteristics he displays?”
“Bingham worked as a laborer for local farmers, helping out where he could. That aspect doesn’t sound like a narcissist,” I said.
Paige latched eyes with me. Her next words would contradict my sentiment. “Mr. Thompson, a neighbor who Bingham did work for, commented yesterday that Lance would talk about a day when he’d have his own farm. His words were, then I won’t have to report to the likes of you .” Paige’s eyes read of an apology.
“What about Twitter? He seeks contact, not necessarily a connection, with the outside world, but he doesn’t do so in order to learn what’s going on. He joins a social network where people can follow him, feed his ego, and make him feel important. That is a typical narcissist.”
Zachery’s eyes glazed over. “I know what he is. It makes perfect sense.”
“By all means, share it with us.” Jack pulled the cigarette from his mouth.
“He’s a malignant narcissist. They can demonstrate psychotic behavior and a schizoid personality. So Bingham’s really a concoction. His follower, the unsub, is likely submissive, easily manipulated. They likely idolize Bingham.”
“I’ve heard of malignant narcissism but isn’t it pretty hard to discern from regular narcissism?” Paige tested Zachery’s assessment.
“Yes, in fact, while you’ll find narcissistic personality disorder defined in The Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders, you will not find malignant narcissism. These people are simply diagnosed as having a narcissistic personality disorder. But with the other factors we’ve discussed, it seems like a plausible fit to Bingham. A schizoid person usually prefers to isolate themselves. It doesn’t seem like Bingham had any close friends, and he wasn’t involved with anyone. Many schizoids prefer to masturbate over dealing with the complications and social aspects of finding a partner.”
Paige’s face crunched up. “Prefer not to think about that part.”
Zachery shrugged a shoulder.
“Hmm.” Jack connected eyes with me before he turned and walked down the passageway. Zachery followed after him.
I wasn’t sure how to read his eyes. Was he disappointed in my contribution about Twitter and connections? Should I have said more? Maybe I would have if given the time.
Paige put a hand on my shoulder but shrunk back
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