Cragen checked his watch for the 5th time in the last 5 minutes. He stood in the hallway of the surgery floor at a hospital. Finn and Munch stood behind him talking amongst themselves. It had been five hours since Finn had found Olivia and Elliot on the port. Within ten minutes, both were taken to the closest hospital and admitted into surgery. No one had told them about their status since they were admitted, which bothered Cragen.
After a few minutes had passed, a male doctor approached Cragen. He looked at Cragen and said, "Are you the captain?"
"Yes," Cragen responded. He stepped aside from Finn and Munch with the doctor and asked, "How are they?"
"Not good. I have only seen wounds like that when I served a tour overseas as a military physician. Both were tortured- lacerations all over their bodies, burns, internal bleeding, broken ribs, you name it. Detective Benson sustained a broken tibia while Detective Stabler had to receive a blood transfusion due to a gunshot in his right arm. Both were dehydrated and feverish."
"Are they awake?"
"No, we gave them sedatives. Detective Benson had been awake for a little while, but after becoming hysteric, we had to sedate her. We would like to monitor them for at least month."
"Ok, ok," Cragen muttered. He felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. He pulled out his phone and answered it. It was Melinda.
"Cragen, I have some information on Williams."
"Ok, what do you have?"
"I ran a blood test and found a mix of sedatives in his system. He was probably drugged beyond belief and then killed. He died a couple of hours before we found him. One thing that was weird was that there was no trace on him. I could not find any DNA left from his kidnapper- it was like the kidnapper was not even there. It will be another day before I get the rape kit processed, but it'll get high priority. I would tell any physician there to run a blood test and rape kit on both Olivia and Elliot as well. It would not hurt."
"Ok, thanks," Cragen stated and then hung up. He told the doctor to run the tests and then walked over to his team. Finn, who had been staring at the floor, glanced up at Cragen. "How are they?" he asked.
"Not so good. We need to focus on figuring out what happened to them, Williams, and see if we can rescue the other two before they end up dead. Let's head back to the station and look through the evidence at Williams' crime scene. "
Twenty minutes later, Cragen and Munch stood in front of a computer screen at the station. Finn had gone home to get a few hours of sleep. The team was beginning to worry due to the fact they were running out of time- the FBI would arrive in two days and take over the case. Both men were stumped at the evidence in front of them. No fingerprints or DNA had showed up at Williams' crime scene. No one had noticed Williams' body being dumped in Central Park. No one had even seen any of the five detectives/ officers being kidnapped. The only people who had any clue about who the kidnapper was Olivia and Elliot, who were both still unconscious in the surgery wing.
Cragen yawned and said, "Ok, let's run what we have. Let's just look at Williams, Benson, and Stabler. "
Munch nodded and pointed to the screen. "Chris Williams, "he started, "Went missing around 5 pm two nights ago. His was found dead in Central Park 7 am the next morning. Elliot and Olivia went missing anywhere from 4pm- 11:30pm two nights ago. We found them five hours ago thirty miles away from Williams."
"Why were they so far apart? Williams went only missing for 10 hours. Elliot and Olivia were missing for over a day. None of this adds up. Two different spots and completely unorganized- what's with this guy?"
"He is messing with us. No order- it makes it much harder for us to track him down. "
Munch sat down on his desk, bowed his head, and rubbed his temples. He was exhausted beyond belief and this case was becoming harder and harder to solve. When he raised his head a few moments later, he noticed a package sitting on Elliot's desk. It was a small brown package with white lace around it. Munch immediately felt suspicious especially due to it not having a return address.
"Captain, when was that delivered?"He asked.
Cragen turned around and stared at the package. "I don't know- it must have been delivered yesterday while we were out searching." He reached in his pocket and pulled out a small pocket knife. He knew it was not safe to open the package without anyone checking it first, but he did not care. Cragen poked a hole in the tape on top of the package and slowly cut the tape and lace. He opened it and felt complete shock.
The package was filled with tons of shredded newspapers. At the top of the package was a small newspaper clipping. It was titled "New York PD Budget Increase" and was dated from last year. The article explained how the NYPD was going to receive an increase in their budget allowing them to get new software and computers. The article also mentioned that the increase in money was coming from the city's education budget. A photo of Jessica Craymen was next to the article showing her standing next to her computer. Next to the newspaper clipping was a picture of Jessica covered in blood hanging from a noose in a warehouse dead.