Shawn side
Shawn climbed out the window, not knowing the note he put in his pocket fell out. He ran toward Gus's car and stole it and sped all the way to the Psych office. He walked in silently through the front door, and he walked to the back. He didn't see anyone. He turned around and felt something smack him in the head. He fell unconscious.
Mr. Yin POV
I dragged the Shawn's father and his old girlfriend into the closet and closed it just as I saw Shawn drive up and walk into the place through the front door. I hid behind the door leading to the back. He walked in and looked around facing toward my hiding spot. He turned and I jumped out and hit him in the head with a bat. He fell unconscious. I left the note for the police and dragged him out of the room. I threw his battered and slightly bleeding body over my shoulder and walked out. I tossed him into the back of the van and I drove off.
Back at SBPD
They had Henry and Abigail up and about in no time. But they weren't up to date yet. Henry was pestering Lassiter about what happened to his son.
"Where's my boy?" asked Henry.
"We do not where he is."
"What do you mean you don't know were he is? How did you even lose him?"
"He ran off without us knowing. He had to choose to give himself up, to let both of you free. We found a note from Yin at the scene."
"That boy is always running off without thinking. He's helping others before himself. That's a first. When we find him, I am going to have a word with him. What did the note say?"
"It said:
I now have the psychic
And the captives are free
He gave himself up
So leave us be
P.S. – You will see Shawn again, but not in the way you think.
-Mr. Yin
"Oh great, look what he got himself into."
He walked away murmuring about how careless, stupid, and sneaky his son is. He looked proud nonetheless. Abigail was just sitting in the corner, in one of the lobby's waiting chairs. She looked sad and haunted. McNabb ran in, yelling about some phone call.
"They just found a white van without a license plate abandoned on a street near Henry's house."
"I think we have a lead!" yelled Lassiter. "Let's go!"
Crime Scene-ish
"The van was spotted by a neighbor at 4:37 pm. When it didn't leave, the neighbor became concerned that the van didn't have a license plate. He called in at 6:47 pm," reported McNabb, who was interviewing the neighbor.
"Why didn't he call in earlier?" asked Lassiter.
"As I said before, he became worried when the van hasn't moved for a while. He didn't have suspicion before."
"Okay."
Lassiter walked toward the van.
"I'm going to check out the inside of the van."
He climbed into the van and looked around the interior. He saw nothing suspicious. He walked farther in. He saw a dark spot. Lassiter looked closer. It was a dried puddle of blood. He pulled out gloves, a scraper, and a bag. He put the gloves on and used the scraper to scrap up some of the blood. He put some in the bag.
"I have a sample of some dried blood in the van. I want it analyzed and tested ASAP. I want the test results on my desk by morning!"
He passed the sample to a SBPD criminalist.
"I found some blood in the van. I don't know if it's Shawn's or not. But I think it is his blood."
"Well, it looks like we have to wait to find out if it is," said Juliet.
"We might as well go home to rest and report to SBPD tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow Lassiter."
They started walking to their cars.
Lassiter stopped and turned.
"I hope you know I'm worried too. I hope he's okay. He's annoying guy, but I wouldn't want to see him get badly hurt or worse."
"Thanks."
"I am not heartless. I will do whatever it takes to find him."
"I know that now."
"Bye."
"Bye."
"O'Hara… I mean Juliet, have a good night."
"You too, Lassiter… uhh Carlton have a good night"
They turned and walked to their cars and drove home.
