Shaw's phone buzzed as Kate was looking through the files that Espo had emailed her. She recognised the number as the precincts so she answered.

"Hello Detective Beckett speaking"

The person on the other end was quiet for a moment.

"Oh hi Detective is Agent Shaw around?" The young man sounded scared and Kate wondered if she scared all of the younger agents.

"No sorry she's sleeping but what have you got?" she replied.

"Okay, sorry detective we were told to only report to Agent Shaw" he mumbled nervously.

"Well now you're reporting to me" she snapped, "So what have you got for me?"

"Well ma`am," he paused, "We have found the location of Gavin Jesson and as you probably know from the files that Detective Esposito and Detective Ryan sent to you that we have located where your husband and Gavin were picked up and dropped off."

"Yes thank you. So I'm guessing you're wondering what to do know?" she answered.

"Uh… Yes ma`am."

She silently laughed at how nervous he was. "Okay get a team to collect Gavin. Bring him into an interrogation room and leave him there with no one, we want to make him sweat. Get some of your guys to canvas the area where both of the men were picked up and dropped off. Find out if anyone saw them there and if they saw anything suspicious." She paused to gather her thoughts. "Let the taxi driver go and call me when you bring Gavin in."

He answered almost instantly; she hoped that he had just written that down.

"Yes detective will do. Thank you" he muttered. She could tell that he was trying to be nice because of the whole 'we are currently looking for your husband' ordeal, but she didn't need nice, she needed her husband.

She stared back at her screen for a long time until the words started to blur. She had gotten nothing. For all they knew Gavin was just a friend of Rick's and they met up and decided to share a taxi. But why would Rick then ask the taxi to stop in Brooklyn? What was there in Brooklyn? Bay 47th street was full of houses, nothing more. There had to be something up with that street, they would find it even if they had to climb in too far deep to reach it. She quickly picked up her phone and dialled the precinct.

"Hello?" a voice on the other end called.

"Hello my name is Detective Kate Beckett I work homicide at the 12th."

"Oh yes Beckett we worked a case a while back, I'm agent Hemming."

She had no idea who this woman was but she decided to play along, you never knew how far knowing someone would get you. "Oh yes hi, nice to speak to you again. Well I was just wondering if the head man was there?" she was putting on her most polite voice even though she just wanted her to hurry up and give the phone over to the agent she had talked to before.

"Sorry Beckett he's not in, he's out chasing Gavin Jesson" she answered.

"Okay is Ryan or Espo there?"

The woman hesitated for a moment. Kate guessed that she was looking around the room for them. "Yeah they're here. I'll send you across."

"Thank you" she said with genuine thanks.

A few seconds later Espo picks up.

"Yo Beckett what's up?" he stated quickly.

"I need you to run a background check on everyone who lives on Bay 47thstreet." She wasn't wasting time and she could straight away hear Javier typing on his keyboard.

"Okay Beckett a few names popped, but other than a few traffic violations and shoplifting we are left with two guys."

"Shoot 'em at me Javi."

"Okay one Nicolas Smith. He was busted for possession of illegal drugs and a deadly weapon."

"And?..." she snapped. She didn't mean to but she was becoming very impatient.

"And a Geoffrey Whiter. Did a stint in prison for an attempted kidnapping and manslaughter."

"And he's out already?" she asked.

"Yeah he was meant to be in there for 25 years but he got let out in 5 because of an appeal."

"What did he appeal?" she asked, her patience growing even thinner.

"Apparently some dirty cops got on the case and corrupted the evidence. The charges were dropped last year and it says here that the Feds have been after him ever since but haven't been able to get him on anything."

"What about the CIA?" she asked again.

"Sorry Beckett it doesn't say" he replied apologetically.

"Okay can you and Ryan go pick him up? Bring him in for questioning and see if he knows anything. Offer him anything he wants even if he doesn't know much."

"Okay boss but we gotta run this by the chief first" he said hesitantly.

"Do what you gotta do detective" she answered and hung up the phone.


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