Yeah. Chapter 3. Thanks everyone for reviewing. I know Hart's murder is gruesome. Don't worry. It ties into the kidnapping. This story will be really focused on the three lead investigators. I'm going to make it so you really get to know them. Don't worry. Cody will be in it a lot too. Zack sometimes. In flashbacks mostly. Thanks everyone for reviewing. Keep them coming. Oh I own nothing but my characters.

Chapter 3

Sam Parker did not get along with Internal Affairs. Never had, never would. As far as he was concerned, they were all immoral pricks who liked to rattle people's cages. They didn't care who's life or career they ruined. Jonis Hart had been one of the worse. He gained infamy when one of his biggest investigations led to a convicted child murderer getting off on all his charges. The investigative team got totally wiped out by Hart's IA investigation and the killer's defense team easily sank the prosecution team. It pissed Parker off every time he thought about that. But nothing justified the brutality of Hart's murder. No one deserved to die like that and have their body disrespected. Traces of urine had been found on Hart's head. Parker groaned as he flopped down in his chair behind his desk. He and Annie were stuck. They had to take this case. Luckily for them the regular police force respected them enough where they wouldn't hold this against them. It would piss some people off that Parker and Annie were looking into Hart's murder but overall their reputation wouldn't be damaged.

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Mark carefully looked through Zack's locker, looking for any kind of evidence that linked someone to his kidnapping. There was some hateful notes that had been slipped inside. Most calling Zack awful names that even a tough as nails biker wouldn't use. But none of the notes showed any real hostility towards Zack. Mark collected most of the things in Zack's locker as evidence. He sent it off to the crime lab. He didn't hold much hope anything would come from it. Whoever had taken Zack had covered their tracks well.

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Parker looked up as Annie came in.

"Sam, I've had it," exclaimed Annie.

"I know this case fucking sucks. We just need to keep our heads on straight and deal with it," said Parker.

"I'm not talking about the case. I'm talking about Kyle." Parker leaned back in his seat. Annie's son Kyle had started to rebel against his mother the year before. It wasn't long before the fifteen-year-old ended up in jail.

"What happened?"

"He's failing three classes. I just received a call from the assistant principal at his school. He's pushing me, Sam. The problem is I don't know how to push back."

"Kick his ass. Ruin his social life. Ground the little bastard until he's thirty."

"Hey, that's my son you're calling a bastard."

"Annie, the kid has no respect. Show him you won't stand for it. He's not only ruining his life. He's running your life and Casey's life." Annie's eleven-year-old daughter Casey was the exact opposite of Kyle. She was a honor roll student and the star of her school's dance team. She was also the head cheerleader for a local pee-wee football team.

"Don't let him get to you know. I just got a major break in this Hart case." He handed Annie a file.

"What's this?"

"Hart was doing some surveillance on a local school. That's weird but not as weird as this. A thirteen-year-old boy was just kidnapped from that school. Hart has a least five pictures of him."

"Jesus. You think Hart was planning to kidnap him?"

"Hart and someone else. Maybe his partner wanted to handle this himself so he finished off Hart and made it look like someone took things personally." Annie sighed. This was going to be a long day.

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"I wish I could help more. But I've been really sick the past few days." Cody Martin let out a cough. He was sitting in the living room of his suite talking to Mark. Mark cleared his throat.

"Do you think anyway hated your brother enough to want to kidnap him?" Cody shook his head.

"No. People look at Zack like he's a cockroach or a rat. Most people want nothing to do with him."

"But they stick hateful notes in his locker?"

"That's about the worse they do. Maybe that stupid club was planning something."

"The one that is devoted solely to hating Zack?" Cody nodded.

"I'll look into that. Zack told his psychologist that some girl named Max started the rumor. Is that true?"

"Probably. Max already hated Zack for dating Daisy. I'm sure she was involved somehow."

"Anyone else you can think of?"

"A lot of people. Bob. Tapeworm. The British twins. Agnes. A lot of people." Mark sighed. He had a strong feeling that these kids who hated Zack had something to do with the whole thing. There was just no evidence to suggest that some brilliant child predator was involved.

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Zack opened his eyes. He was in a dark and small room. The only piece of furniture was the mattress he was lying on.

"Hello?" shouted Zack. His head hurt and he could taste vomit. The last thing he remembered was heading towards his locker when he felt a sharp pain hit his neck. Zack felt his neck. There was a puncture wound below his ear. Zack gasped as he realized what had happened. He had been kidnapped. Zack stood up and banged on the walls.

"Someone help me! Please! Anybody!" Zack screamed and cried for ten minutes before he realized no one was coming to help him. Zack lay down on the mattress and cried himself to sleep.