A/N: Oh happy day – An update yay!
Great news: I finally have a beta and I love her! Everyone welcome Kylen to my story. She's been awesome so far and I love her! My writing is just going to get better with her! Did I mention I love her because she brilliant, and had mad suggestions that just add so much stylistically to the story. She's great *hugs* for Kylen!
So, I'm sorry it took so long for an update. I'm having some writers block that kinda stinks and I'm hoping that it will resolve itself come the new season which starts in 11 days! Until then, I'm trying really hard to force myself to put pen to paper, it's been difficult but I am trying. I hassled Kylen to get this chapter beta'ed so that I didn't cause Qweb any withdrawals. Anyway, more to come soon I promise.
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Chapter 4: Something to Talk About
Let's give them something to talk about; A little mystery to figure out, babe. Let's give them something to talk about. How about love… - Bonnie Raitt
"His name is Christopher Ember," Chin stated as he worked at the smart computer. "He's got multiple misdemeanor charges, just got off of his resent bonds and had a final closing meeting with his bondsman on Monday. He's spent time in rehab and completed sixty hours of community service."
"So why was he in Robert Aho's house?" Steve asked.
"No idea," Chin sighed with a shrug, "as far as we can tell he doesn't have any ties to Aho, or the island, but came out here from Washington where his family continues to reside. There is nothing else in his record that would suggest he'd ever known Aho or even came into contact with him."
"Does he have a record in Washington?" Steve asked.
"No, he's clean out there, but his brother is a big time bad guy." Chin answered.
"Hmm," Steve sighed and turned as Kono threw open her office door and interrupted the conversation.
"The gun you got off Ember isn't a match to the bullets Max retrieved from our victims but the bullets in the victims are a match to each other," Kono walked to the smart table and began pulling up the information that Max and Charlie had just conference called into Five-O. "But get this; the gun you retrieved was registered to an Abigail Westerhaus." Kono added and pulled up the credentials and drivers license for the woman. "Does she look familiar to you Chin?" Kono asked and then threw the photo she'd taken at the medical examiners office up onto the screen.
"That's our female victim," Chin smiled.
"Maybe the governor can tell us something about her after all," Steve stated.
"Why do you say that, boss?" Kono asked in confusion.
Steve tapped a picture of the list of Abigail's credentials. "She's a party and wedding planner and the governor's ball is coming up."
"What does a party planner need a gun for?" Danny asked.
"I don't know, but I'm sure the governor isn't planning his ball all by himself." Steve smirked.
"So where does your suspect come in?" Chin asked. "You can't hold him if you don't have anything on him."
"We need to know why he was in Aho's house with Westerhaus' gun." Steve stated. "That is plenty to hold him for questioning."
"Well, then I guess it's time to ask him." Danny smirked and headed out of the office.
"You coming, Cuz?" Chin asked before they'd all left and Kono remained standing at the smart table.
"No, you guys go ahead. I have something I want to check on." Kono looked back at the table, already starting something, but took time to catch Danny's eye.
"Suit yourself." Chin chuckled and followed Steve.
"You got something else?" Danny asked from the door when Chin and Steve had passed him.
"I might. We'll chat after your interrogation. You had better go and make sure McGarrett doesn't hang the guy off a coat hook by his underwear…that's all the suspect is wearing right?" Kono asked with a smirk and waved Danny on.
"Just his boxers." Danny chuckled and let the glass door close behind him. "And I wouldn't put it past McGarrett."
5-0
"Why were you in that house?" Steve asked as Danny stepped into the interrogation room, carrying with him a rather thick case file, where Steve had been lurking to make the suspect nervous.
"Look, I told you already, my brother died."
"No, Christopher, your brother did not die. He's in the pen, in Washington State, awaiting the death penalty, but he'd not dead yet." Danny stated with the file in his hands. "He will be soon, though, and rightly so, he's been convicted on five counts of first degree murder of prostitutes in the state of Washington. They called him Jack the Ripper. Is that why you left Washington and came out here to Hawaii? To avoid being associated with your brother and his horrendous crimes, because that's what they were when he slashed and mutilated those women with medical equipment from his lab at the University of Washington?"
"Yes we know who you really are," Steve stated as the young man spun around to look at him. "So please, I'm asking you nicely, tell us why you were in that house."
"Okay, fine," Christopher stated, "but I wanna deal. I'll tell you everything as long as you don't charge me. I can't afford another stint in the pen."
"You wanna deal?" Danny asked with a laugh. "Dude, you're on the hook for murder. There will be no deal, only you joining your bother on death row."
"What?" Christopher gasped.
Steve nodded.
"Yup, double homicide. Not as ugly as your brother, but still pretty bad."
"No, no, no, you got this all wrong. I was just doing Robert Aho a favor. He found me in one of the shelters on the island. He asked me if I needed a place to stay and I did, so he put me up and asked me to house-sit while he went on vacation." Christopher sighed as he ran a nervous hand across his sweating brow. "He paid me a thousand dollars to stay in the house for a month, to keep it clean and the yard managed. He bough me food and everything and then he left – said he was going to the main land to visit his parents or something."
"Just a month?" Danny asked suspiciously.
"Yeah, and I've only been in the house for two days."
"Was this the guy that hired you?" Danny asked and flashed the autopsy picture of Robert Aho across his phone's screen.
"No, I don't know who that man is!" Christopher stated.
"That is Robert Aho!" Steve's voice rose from calm to furious.
"No man, you're wrong, that's not the guy who hired me. I swear to you, that is not the guy."
"Which shelter did the guy fine you at?" Danny asked calmly.
"St. Mark's down in Waikiki."
"And what about the gun," Steve moved closer and crowded into Christopher's personal space. "The one that you were wielding when my partner and I found you this morning."
"That was in the bedside table! I didn't know it was there until I found it this morning to use to defend myself." The man's voice seemed to bleed honesty. "Seriously, it was there when I got there. It's not mine. Check my file, I'm not a gun guy, I've never actually fired one before in my life. My previous charges are all small time scams and car robberies. I did it because I needed the money to buy drugs, but I'm clean now and I'm trying to get back on my feet. I'm not a gun guy, I swear." He babbled nervously as the sweat began to poor off his body. He twitched and his voice hitched, but he couldn't move from his spot and the close proximity to Steve was bringing on a full blown panic.
"We could tell," Danny said with a sigh.
"And we know it's not yours," Steve stated.
"The gun belongs to this woman. Do you know her?" Danny asked and showed another autopsy photo.
"No, sorry, I've never seen her before either." Christopher answered, "she's dead too, isn't she?" he asked as panic crossed his face and the handcuffs began to rattle again the chair leg they were attached to.
"Yes," Danny answered.
"Oh God, oh God!" The words came out as a chant as he started to rock himself in the chair he was handcuffed too.
"Are you alright?" Steve asked as he watched the colour leaved the young man's face and the rocking turned to a tremor.
"No," Christopher stated. "I didn't kill anybody." He yelled as he shook from head to toe.
"Un-cuff him!" Danny yelled as the man's eyes rolled back in his head.
"What. Why?" Steve asked but did as he was told, as the man slipped out of the chair and onto the floor.
"The file says he has epilepsy. He's having a seizure." Danny stated as Christopher fell out of Steve's grasp and continued to shake on the floor.