Chapter 1:
„I told you to follow me. We should first climb up the stairs. Hold yourself ready we don't know what comes next", Cho tried intensly to observe every corner of the old factory building. He was hard breathing. Suddenly he spotted a man quick like a shot who was now aiming at him and Rigsby. "We will get him. I reckon on you, give me backing", Cho whispered and started to shoot at the guy in front of him. Then everything turned into dark. "Oh man, van Pelt", Rigsby griped. "I can't understand why men are having fun with silly gun games", she rolled her eyes and pulled the plug. Jane sat up on his coach and kept tab on the situation. "Van Pelt, let the children play", he said and looked around. "Strange, normally Lisbon is always the first appearing at the office. Did anybody hear something of her?" he remarked and glanced at his teammates. "No. There was no notice, whether a phone call nor an e-mail", van Pelt answered.
Rigsby got quite nervous. "Where could she be? I mean she is duteous and wouldn't leave us behind. Especially not in this current case", he explained and rubbed his front. "Maybe something happened", Cho assumed and decided to go downstairs and ask the centre if they know any further information.
Jane was quiet. He had a look of vacuity. "Jane! Jane!" van Pelt shouted. Patrick was preoccupied in thoughts until the red haired woman wrested him to the computer. "Look at this", she jittered and her voice almost fainted. Van Pelt pressed the enter key of the pad and a window opened. Jane was paralysed with terror. It was clear without ambiguity Lisbon who was sitting on a chair. Her eyes were void and she must have been crying for a while. "Jane, van Pelt, Cho, Rigsby. If anyone of you can see this video, then please help me", she sobbed. Behind her appeared a man with a mask. He hit her on the back and she gave a yelp. "Help me, please", the video ended at this point. The three looked at each other. "Do you have a clue where she could possibly be", Rigsby asked Jane. The blonde adviser wasn't sure. He couldn't believe what he just had seen. It seemed more like a nightmare. Usually when he was forced to watch a video of a victim there were hardly no feelings involved. But this time he was in wild rage. Who kidnapped Lisbon? Where could his boss be?