Full Summary:

The new rookie at 15th used to work for Det. Mac Taylor with the New York Crime lab. She left because of an unsolved case and because of old memories coming to haunt her at every turn. What happens when she disappears and a ransom video is sent to the crime lab? Will her former team be able to find her alive? And how does the 15th react to finding out that she used to be a CSI? Is the person who took her in the first place someone from her past come back to haunt her in real life?

A Ransom Demand:

Visiting G-Pa:

Ayisha Pemberton wasn't really known for being investigative, at least not up here, not in Toronto where she now lived and worked. Back in New York was a whole different story. She used to be able to go and get the bad guys with no problem whatsoever but since moving out of the city and to Toronto, she'd become somewhat less of herself. She moved in with her grandfather when she was a little girl. He used to tell her stories of his time when he was a younger man. Her father no longer had custody of her after what he had done to her. She knew that there was no possible way he'd ever get out of jail and that's why her grandfather had persuaded her to become a cop, so she would know what it felt like to be in control of her life and not have someone controlling her every move.

Her grandfather was the one person that she could always count on. She was always able to talk to him about anything. That's why this was a special day. She was going to see her grandfather for the first time since he'd moved to Toronto nearly two months ago. She'd been so busy working and trying to stay on the good side of her new bosses that she hadn't had time to go see him until now. She just hoped that he wouldn't say anything about her leaving New York. They both knew the reasons why she left New York and neither wanted to think about that anymore so they normally scooted around the elephant in the room every time they talked on the phone.

As she got out of the cab—she hadn't yet bought a car of her own so she normally took either the bus or a cab to and from work—she thought she saw someone familiar crossing the parking lot but dismissed it as she hadn't really met anyone up here that would be considered a friend of sorts. She paid the cabby and then headed into the apartment building. Her grandfather had refused to go into a retirement home saying he was still capable of living on his own, even though it also meant that he may have made himself an easier target.

She jumped into the elevator and headed to his apartment, which was on the fourth floor. She listened to the music and decided on what she would say when she finally saw her grandfather after nearly six months. When the elevator stopped, she got off and headed for his apartment around the corner. She had a smile on her face. She was remembering the look in her grandfather's face when she had given him his nickname 'G-Pa'. He'd allowed her to call him that ever since she was eleven, after her 'getting to trust everyone over again' phase.

When she knocked on his door, she heard what she thought was a scuffle to get up but couldn't really be sure. After a few moments, she called out his name.

"G-Pa, it's me Ayisha, open the door, I've brought coffee cake."

When no response came she tried the door handle. To her surprise it was unlocked. As she started to open the door, she heard the sound of a gun going off and was unable to get out of the way fast enough. The bullet hit her in her shoulder and she hit the ground, gasping for breath…

Taken:

She was pulled into the apartment roughly. What she saw made her start screaming. Her G-Pa was lying in a pool of his own blood, dead. The man that had shot her bent down and slammed his fist into her head, knocking her unconscious in the process and shutting her screams up. He didn't want anyone to know what was going on nor did he want anyone to find the older gentleman until it was time for him to be found. He put the old man in the bathtub and then filled it with cat litter to cover up the smell of decaying flesh. When he was done, he picked the young woman up, turned to examine his work once more, and then left out the back stairwell so no one would see him leave. What he couldn't know what that there was a security camera trained on the back stairwell so that the landlords could see who was coming in and who was leaving.

The man put the young woman in the trunk of the car and then got into the driver's seat. He started the car and headed off to where he had been living, in the middle of nowhere. He'd been renting a cabin on one of the islands in the lake and had made sure that he wouldn't have to go back into the city for anything. He had stocked the cabin full of food and water and gasoline for the generators. He'd also stocked up on everything he could find that could inflict as much damage as possible and had bought a few computers and paid up to six months ahead to have internet service connected to the island for as long as possible.

He'd already set the website up that would allow him to torture the young woman live and not get caught doing it. He'd just needed the perfect bait to catch the woman. When he'd found out that her grandfather had just moved to the city from New York, he knew that he'd had the perfect bait. Gaining entry to the apartment hadn't been that hard, having brought a delivery the older man had ordered when he'd first moved to the city to liven the place up a bit. The cat litter had been in the apartment already, seemingly for the cat that he'd let live.

He lay the young woman on a table in the middle of the room and strapped her down so that she wouldn't be able to get away. Turning around, he picked up a camera and started to record, showing exactly what he had already done and explaining what he would continue to do if he wasn't caught.

He knew the detectives couldn't pass up an opportunity to catch the killer that got away from them…

Ransom Video:

Detective Flack had been handed the video while sitting at his desk. It was labeled for him and the CSI's at the crime lab. He got up immediately and headed over there, wondering why it had been delivered to him since he didn't know anyone that lived in Toronto, Canada. As soon as he walked into the crime lab, he knew that something was wrong. He headed for Mac's office where everyone had converged. On the table was another package with Mac's name on it. Inside the package was a severed finger and note saying that more would come.

He handed his package over to Mac and explained that the package had been delivered to him at the precinct.

"Who do we know that lives in Toronto?" Flack asked.

"Ayisha moved up there after she quit. We just ran the fingerprint through our database and the finger in Mac's package belongs to Ayisha. I think the killer Ayisha was tracking before she quit might have found her and decided to grab her and taunt us with trying to find her." Stella said.

"Isn't that the same killer that her grandfather was trying to track down as well? Something to do with their past?" Danny asked.

"Yes, it was but the problem was, he wasn't in the system. And her grandfather isn't picking his phone up. Neither is Ayisha. I've got a call in to the Superintendent and Prime Minister to see if we can have jurisdiction up there so we can catch him. Let's see what's in your package Flack."

"Okay but if you got a finger, I'm afraid to know what was sent to me."

"Well it's flatter than mine was so it can't be a body part. Let's hope it will tell us something as to why this guy took her and what we're looking at as far as a Ransom."

"Good thinking."

Mac opened the package and extracted the CD from the envelope. He popped it into his computer and displayed it on the flat screen for everyone to see. What they saw made them cringe and hurry with the packing.

The Message:

If you're watching this, then you've gotten my other package. Mr. Pemberton was unable to be here as he had an unfortunate accident early in the day, however I do have young Miss Pemberton with me and I must say, she is a fine specimen. I am giving you 120hrs to find Miss Pemberton before I decide to get rid of her. If you can find her, I will let you arrest me and you can have your Detective back. If you can't find her, I will leave her body somewhere in the city and continue to hunt down every person on your team until every last one of you is dead.

You have one day to be up in Toronto before the countdown begins. I will give you the time you need to get to the city before I start the countdown. As a courtesy to those that won't be going with you, attached is a link to a website where you will be able to view everything that I will be doing to your Detective.

Hurry up Detectives…she doesn't have much time. Oh, and one more thing, if you do manage to find her and catch me, you'll know exactly why I have chosen to torment the Pemberton family…

More to come in next chapter…

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