ahh,...finally some peace and quiet, wish I didn't have to wait till after midnight to get some "sigh" anyway I hope everyone likes what I've done so far, pls review and let me know, constructive criticism is greatly welcomed. hugs to all :)
"The good guys are like sand. Sticks around for awhile and then slips through your fingers."
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Chapter 4
"Are you aware Mr. Ryan was about to publish a story about your store importing blood diamonds?" Sam asked with self control that was almost run dry.
"I had no idea ." the woman answered with acted surprise. "But I assure you any accusations are completely false."
"Then why was he writing about it?" Martin asked.
"I don't know." the woman said slowly as if Sam and Martin weren't to bright." Maybe you should ask him"
"That would be a little difficult considering he's missing." Martin said bluntly.
Her eyes flashed with a hint of surprise but otherwise the short heard, wealthy woman was a stone.
"And you think I had something to do with it?"
"Have you ever spoken to Mr. Ryan?" Sam answered with a question.
"No."
"We have a warrant to search your store." Martin said handing her a paper.
The first sign of worry crossed her face. "You'll have to talk to my husband first, he owns the building."
"Yes, but he gave you the title, your the one who runs this place. Now stay right here." Martin told her as he and Sam headed to the back of the store. Sam kept her hand on her gun as they went down a hall and to a door on the right. When Martin opened the door they weren't entirely ready for what was behind it. Desks were set up like a school room and kids were sitting at them but they weren't learning anything besides how to cut diamonds. Sam quickly drew her gun on the only adult in the room. Martin soon followed.
"Keep your hands were I can see them." He said loudly and a dozen or so kids looked up at them.
Sam holstered her gun and took out her handcuffs. "Turn around and put your hands behind your back."
The man did as he was told without saying a word but his expression showed more anger than words could have done. Martin called the police department as he looked at all the kids looking at him and figured most of them probley didn't speak English. He finished his call and followed Sam out the door into the hall where they met the store owner who Martin cuffed and read her her rights.
"Now do you want to talk to me about Ryan?" He asked.
"I'm not saying a word to you without my lawyer."
"Yeah i bet."
Sam stood in front of Jack's desk fuming. "Why are you not letting me question her?"
"You already know why Sam, you have an attachment to the victim. I can't just let you in a room with someone who more than likely had something to do with his disappearance."
"Had, Jack, had an attachment."
"Either way your considered emotionally involved and I'm not taking chances." His voice had grown more demanding.
"What chances, Jack? I'm not stupid, I know how to control myself and I don't remember you doing this to Danny when his brother went missing ,even when he literally jumped over a table and assaulted a suspect." She was aware her voice was rising but didn't feel like calming down.
"This is different." Jack responded.
"How, how the hell is it different?"
"Because you haven't been yourself for a long time, Sam."
Sam was caught off guard and it took her a moment to react, when she did, her tone was softer.
"What are you talking about?"
"You think Elena didn't tell me about the guy you exploded on for no reason?"
"I had a rea-" she began but Jack cut her off.
"It's not just that, I've noticed you space out sometimes, you look tired every morning, and you seem to just get threw the day."
"And?"
"And that's not you, at least not the Sam I knew." There eyes locked for a second before Sam looked away.
"Okay." she gave in. "I'll stay away."
She walked away before he had a chance to say anything else. She knew he was right, she wasn't the same person she used to be and she didn't think she could control herself if someone pushed her, but to know that he knew somehow made it more real to her and she wondered what he was going to do about it, if anything. She sat at her desk silently reading phone records for the diamond store and ignored the looks Elena was sending her way after seeing her walk angrily out of Jacks office. Twenty minutes later Martin found Sam on the balcony for the second time that day.
"Hey." he said coming up beside her and leaning on the rail.
"Hey, did you talk to the guy that was in the store?"
"Yeah, he said Chris was there asking questions a few times and saw him and Teller arguing yesterday, he says she threatened Chris numerous times."
"Is Danny still questioning her?"
"Yeah. Viv is checking out both their alibis now."
"I guess no matter what happens the diamond store will still be taken down." she said sadly.
"You don't think we'll find him?"
"I don't know." she said quietly.
Martin looked at her thoughtfully. "You really care about him don't you?"
"Not enough, he still left." She brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. "I don't blame him though."
"It doesn't always have to be your fault, you know?" He said trying to make her feel better.
"It was my fault Martin, he was one of the nicest men I could ever dream of being with and I blew it to hell, I treated us like second place."
Martin couldn't help but think of another relationship she'd made second place.
"Maybe when this is all over you can tell him that." He said almost sadly. "You never know, maybe he would see he made a really big mistake."
Sam looked up at him and realized she had said more than she'd ever intended. "We should go back in."
Slightly embarrassed she went passed him and back inside, Martin sighed before following her.
Danny was getting a cup of coffee from the break room after questioning their suspect. He was adding sugar when a familiar hand touched his back.
"You want one?" he asked.
"No, I'm getting a water." Elena answered and went to the fridge for a bottle. "Long day huh?"
Danny took a sip from his mug. "Yeah."
"Are you going to tell me what happened this morning?"
"I was going to later."
"You seemed kind of upset when you got back."
"Just disappointed."
"About what?"
"The friend I was talking about is a girl I tried to help out a few years ago, her name is Kristin, her parents died when she was fourteen, and her dad was a good friend of mine. I couldn't stand the thought of her being in the system so I let her stay with me."
"You adopted her?" Elena asked with a very surprised face.
"No, I have a friend who works at CPS and she pulled some strings for me to be her permanent foster parent. It's almost the same thing except I'm not completely responsible for her. When she turned eighteen she moved out, I got her an apartment and she seemed to be doing fairly good until this morning."
"What happened?" She asked, realizing Danny had an even bigger heart than she thought.
"She tried to kill herself. The hospital called a few minutes ago and said she had drugs and alcohol in her system, I guess that's what drove her to it."
"I'm so sorry Danny."
"So am I." he sighed. "I should've gone to see her more often, kept a better eye on her."
"It's not your fault." she told him. "She would've probley tried this a lot sooner if it wasn't for you."
Danny smiled and leaned down to give her a kiss. "Thank you."
"I'm sure it'll work out." she tried to ignore the kisses he was planting on her neck.
"I'm sure it will." he pulled her closer and rested his hands on her hips. "Did you get your mom to baby-sit?" he mumbled in her ear.
"Yes, you can come over after eight." she answered before leaning into him and returning his kiss.
He had just opened his mouth to let her tongue gain access when his phone began to ring.
"Damn it." he groaned before reaching for his cell that was hooked to his belt and Elena stepped back and took a drink of her water. Danny listened a minute before hanging up.
"I have to go pick up a suspect." He gave her a final kiss on the cheek before leaving.
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