Csi: New York: Hostage Hell
The team had been working on a case involving some high class drug lords and well known Gangsters. Mac and Jo were checking out a location that some evidence had lead them to. But whilst they were investigating the abandoned apartment, the pair were grabbed from behind and tied up, then hauled into the back of a van.
Because of the force they were thrown at, the blow to the head they had received when landing in the Van had caused them to loose consciousness and had taken them several minutes to regain it.
"Mac, what the hell happened?" Jo asked, feeling a throbbing ache pounding inside her head.
"It was a trap, they want us for something". He explained, thinking in his head of what the kidnappers would want from them.
Jo turned her head towards him.
"I think I know why", she whispered.
Mac looked at her, wondering what on earth it could be.
"Antonia Slavana, the Drug Lord- suspect of the murders. Well he had a brother, and when I was in the FBI his brother Martino pulled a gun on me and I shot him. It was my early days and there was no witness'- so no one knows what happened between me and him".
"So you think he wants revenge?" Mac asked.
"I really don't know", she sighed. Just as the words left her mouth, the door of the Van slid open and many masked figures demanded Mac and Jo to get out of the Van.
"Detective Danville", the familiar voice of Antonia Slavana greeted. "This is for my Brother". He smiled, as he swung his fist, knocking her to the ground. "We have some catching up to do". He smirked.
Mac just watched in horror, as Jo fell to the ground, blood pouring from her face.
"Lets sit Detective Taylor down, so he can watch our little reunion", Antonia laughed, as he saw the look of horror on Macs face.