A/N: Hello everyone. I am trying to keep on a good updating track but the only story I seem to be amused by, right now, is this one, so I am working on it the most to keep you readers happy.
Thank you to everyone who is reviewing. You guys are amazing. I love your insight into the story. I love it when you make suggestions and guess at what is happening next. It's so amusing to me to see where you think it's going to go and then I get to twist it all around and surprise you! heehee. So thanks so much and keep commenting. I love it!
So this chapter we are going to let Danny rest, I don't know when he'll be back, but for not we need to figure out how we're going to solve the case while McMahon is watching the Five-O's every move! Hope you like it!
Enjoy.
Chapter 7: Fracture
"If he could hear us and we could communicate with him, he was probably listening to us the whole time." Kono stated as she finally looked up and broke the silence that had fallen over the Five-O office.
"How long has this been going on?" Lori asked as she sat beside Kono on the floor.
"Who knows," Chin stated, "He may still be listening. We have other electronics here that are still functioning and how do we know he hasn't bugged the office in another way."
"We have to get out of here," Steve stated.
"And go where?" Kono asked as she stood and walked quickly to her office, grabbed a note pad out of her desk and returned to the bullpen before she continued, "all of our files are here. All the technology is here. Everything we have that could help us solve this case is here in this office." She stated as she quickly wrote something on the note pad and passed it to Steve.
Steve nodded, "what about HPD?" he asked but wrote something completely different on the paper.
"They have all the technology we need and our crime lab is there," Chin answered as he nodded to the location on the paper.
"Then it's settled. We'll start all over again from HPD." Steve stated and using hand gestures he scattered the members of his team.
5-0
One hour later with Max, Charlie and Danny's old friend 'Toast' crammed into the coroners office, Steve paced, waiting for information as Toast worked on Max's computer to crack the hacked mainframe at Five-O HQ.
"This guy is good," Toast stated with a lollipop hanging out of his face. "Its all remote access and fire walled. It's bouncing off different severs that are scattered all over the island and that are programs to scramble their feeds anytime someone gets close to them."
"So you can't pin point them?" Steve asked.
"I didn't say I couldn't," Toast retorted. "I said this guy was good. He's monitoring almost everything."
"HPD?" Steve asked impatiently.
"Yup, he's into that system. He's cracked cameras to look down on your house, Danny's apartment, Chin's and Kono's houses and he's even got a lock on your new girl's place." Toast stated. "He knows Kono, Chin and Lori are at HPD as we speak. He knows that the crime lab is still printing and running evidence from the Camaro. He knows it all."
"So what isn't he watching?" Charlie asked.
"He's got all the important players exactly where he wants them." Toast stated as his fingers flew over the keyboard. "He doesn't have audio here, but he's got all three of you tagged because of the GPS he's piggy backing from your phones." Toast explained. "He's got a handle on all of your equipment so if you want to confuse him you had better go off the grid or go way above it."
"Alright, you stay here with Charlie and Max, and see if you three geniuses can't finger something out. And hold onto this," Steve stated and placed his phone on the desk beside Toast. "I have one location I have to look into before we go off the grid."
5-0
Chin and Kono moved stealthily through the ally way that led to the back of Eli Watson's house, or rather the house of his auntie and the only address listed on the bond applications and the police reports.
"You got the front?" Kono asked into the walkie that she, Chin and Lori had all opted for over the high tech gadgets they were used to playing with.
"I'm on my way," Lori stated as the walkie line crackled.
"We're in position." Chin stated. "Calling for radio silence."
"Ten Four," Lori responded and then knocked on the screen door of the little run down house.
An older woman of Samoan decent answered the door joyfully. "Aloha," she smiled as she noticed Lori's vest and weapon.
"Hello," Lori smiled, "is Eli home?" she asked pleasantly.
"Oh no, Eli doesn't live here anymore." The woman answered. "He moved in with his girl months ago."
"Do you happen to know where that is?" Lori asked.
"Sure, it's down on Beach Street." The woman stated with a bright motherly smile.
"When was the last time you talked to Eli?" Lori asked.
"This morning." The woman answered, "Not an hour ago."
"Would you mind if I checked your house and property to be sure?" Lori asked.
"Come in, come in!"
"Entering the premise," Lori stated into her walkie; effectively ending the stealth maneuvers. "The house is clear," she added as she walked out the back door and saw her counterparts in the yard. "I have another address from the auntie."
"Alright let's go there," Chin stated and led the way back to the vehicle.
5-0
Forty minutes later Chin pulled the vehicle to a stop outside the Beach Street address and before he had even cut the engine Kono and Lori were out of the vehicle with their weapons drawn.
The screen door to the front of the house hung off its hinges and fell across the cement blocks that acted as the stairs. The driveway was empty, but there remained dirt smears where tires once were.
"Eli Watson, this is Five-O. We are coming in!" Kono stated at the front door as Lori and Chin covered her back.
Moving silently but efficiently the three Five-Os cleared the first two rooms of the house. They moved on but they came to a sudden and complete stop, all three of them. Staring at the same gruesome scene before them, Chin, Kono and Lori found it hard to breathe.
There sitting at the kitchen table, his phone at his side and a bowl of soggy cereal before him sat Eli Watson; dead. His head was bent back, his hands rested on either side of his cereal bowl but blood ran down his face from the bullet that had entered his skull right between his eyes. Plastered across his chest was Danny's bullet proof vest.
Kono's phone started to ring and instinctively, and without looking at it, she put it to her ear.
"Run, run, run as fast as you can, you can't catch me, I'm the gingerbread man!" McMahon sang and then hung up.
5-0
Walking slowly and with his weapon already drawn, Steve stepped lightly up to the house of the mother who's son had been arrested by Five-O not a week before. The previous case has been a bloody one, all over drugs, and was cracked when the younger son had slipped up when giving a statement to Danny. The address of the mother's house hadn't made it into the police reports or onto the smart system because she was never a suspect.
Walter Kalani has worked exclusively and lived on the big island. Steve, Chin, Danny and Kono has spent much of the case tracking down the main players on the big island until the boy was killed on Oahu, then they came back and started tracking down Walter's relatives in Honolulu. It was through Jeremy that Danny picked up a slip of the tongue and a possible location that led Steve and Danny finally into a warehouse that housed the stash of cocaine that they had confiscated, effectively capturing Walter before he left the island again.
Steve knew for a fact that this location was the current dwelling of Jeremy Kalani, and Jeremy's prints were all over the Camaro and his blood had been matched to the stairwell, but his location had remained a mystery before they were interrupted by the video feed from Danny's location. Now, Steve felt that for one moment he might actually be a step ahead of McMahon.
Moving around the house as silently as he could, Steve peeked into windows, through doors and pressed his ear against the thin house walls. He was certain by the car in the driveway and the confirmation of visual that Jeremy was in the house with his mother, so without a second thought and hoping that the scum bag wouldn't run, Steve through all caution to the wind and kicked in the front door.
"Jeremy Kalani, freeze you are under arrest for the kidnapping of Detective Daniel Williams!" Steve yelled in the face of the stunned mother and shocked son.
"I didn't do anything!" Jeremy protested when he decided it was a better idea to stop in his tracks at the sight of Steve's weapon ready and aimed at his unprotected chest.
"Oh you didn't, then why was your blood found at the scene of the crime from a bullet fired from Detective William's gun?" Steve asked angrily as the mother screamed and then fell silent.
"You said that was from a boarding accident!" Mrs. Kalani yelled as she grabbed her son's right bicep and the youth winced in pain. "You go with Commander McGarrett now!" she ordered and handed the young man off, "and tell him were that Detective is or go to jail with your brother!"
"I don't know where he is!" Jeremy stated.
"I think you do!" Steve retorted and clicked the cuffs shut around Jeremy's wrists.
As Steve moved out of the house, after having called HPD from the house line, he led his suspect out toward waiting HPD cruiser that he had commandeered for this run. He pushed the young man into the back seat and moved to the front driver side door. As he did this the squealing of tires was heard, as a white car that had been coming toward them sped past at an alarming rate.
One quick glance, his weapon drawn once more, Steve caught a fleeting glimpse of the driver of the fleeing vehicle. He was sure it was McMahon.
A/N: Today's reference comes from the nursery rhymes about the gingerbread man. I can't remember what it is officially called but at least I am acknowledging it.
