Genre: Drama, Crime, Romance, Family, Humor
Rating: M for violence, language and sexual situations
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters featured on the show Castle, they belong to the creator of the show, ABC, and the others who do own them.
A/N #1: I loved getting the feedback that I did for the last chapter as usual and I want to get straight to the thank yous for that! TORONTOSUN (Really happy to see you're liking how Castle and Beckett are working the case with Brad; I always wonder what people will think of that. And I had to smile at what you said about Castle knowing all the suspects, he definitely does know people of course!), Beckett-Castle4ever (Glad you thought the last chapter was a good one! Nice to see you're thinking the case is good. And with them seeing a lot of suspects, that is how I've seen it works in real life, especially when you go with all the angles that are possible so that's going to happen. Happy to see you can't wait to find out more!), vetgirlmx (It was nice to read first off that you thought last chapter was a very nice one! And I wasn't surprised to see that you had noticed that they have evidence that doesn't fit as well as suspects as well, which is what I wanted readers to notice so was nice to see that there. Interesting to see your thoughts on the feud and also Brendan as a suspect, of course, you'll have to see how that all works out in the end. Also I wasn't surprised to see you were wondering about the semen sample, thought that might get your interested. And you'll have to see what the explanation for that is as well. Great seeing you're intrigued and that you can't wait to see what's next, which you don't have to do anymore!) and Melissagirl (I was very nice to see that you've been enjoying my series, always great to know of course! And with your question I can't really answer, it would be a spoiler alert, but I'm not surprised you're wondering about that as well!). Thanks so much to those of you who reviewed, really enjoyed reading what you all had to say and am grateful for the time taken to write and send those reviews to me!
A/N #2: The title of this chapter is a lyric from the song Intuition by John Lennon, from his album Mind Games.
When I'm Deep Down And Out
"Chief Davis," the man behind the counter said, wiping his hands on his apron. "Benvenuto, what can I do for you today? And you as well Mr. Castle, Ms. Beckett."
"I need to speak with you Mr. Boyle," Brad said, not surprised when the man's smile fell off his face instantly at that.
"You're… you're here about a case?" the restaurant owner asked, looking concerned.
"We are," Beckett replied. "We just want to ask a few questions."
"Yeah… of course I can come with you just let me get my son…" Boyle said. "Giovanni!" he yelled before going to the back.
"You don't think he'd run," Castle asked his friend since he hadn't moved from where he was standing.
"Please, he knows I'd catch up to him," Brad said simply since he was far taller than Boyle.
"Alright, I'm ready," Boyle said. When he walked out with the three to the chief's squad car he asked, "I'm going with you?"
"You're not under arrest," Beckett hurried to say. "And neither is he," indicating her husband. "If you're worried about people seeing you they'll know when they see Castle in the back with you that you're not."
Nodding, Boyle got into the backseat and as they were driving he said nervously, "So, you uh… you really help the chief?"
"Yeah, we do," Castle said. "Did you think it was a rumor?"
"Kind of," the man admitted. "But uh… I think I should extend my discount for the police force to you two as well."
Able to tell that wasn't a bribe; more that the restaurant owner was nervous; Beckett turned back to look at him and said, "That would be nice, since we nearly go once a week."
Boyle gave his nervous nod again and his hands started to twist around each other before they reached the station and as he walked up to it he asked, "They… why am I here?"
"Just in here please," Brad said, taking him into the bull pen. Instead of going to interrogation he led the way to the room they had set aside to talk with families or non-suspects. He nodded to Beckett and watched as Castle entered with her but stayed against the back wall near the door. He waited for Hutchinson to hand him a file before closing the door saying, "Alright, I know you're a little nervous Boyle. But we just have some questions. First off, do you recognize this car?"
Looking down at the picture of the van, Boyle nodded and said, "Yeah, of course I do, that's my new van… but why do you want to know about it?"
"Because we have reason to believe that it was involved in a crime," Beckett said, studying the man's face as she said that.
"In a… how the hell could it be?" Boyle said, looking worried before he suddenly became angry.
"Boy-" Brad started to say to try and calm him down.
"No, no, I don't know what the hell you're trying to pull," the restaurant owner said angrily, his face starting to become red. "But that van is in a body shop in Shirley and it shouldn't be anywhere near here. How do you even know you have the right car?"
"Why is it in a body shop?" Castle asked before the others could say anything.
"I'm having it painted, going to use it for deliveries," Boyle said, calming slightly at his tone.
"Okay and the shop didn't call you at all to tell you that it was stolen?" Beckett inquired.
"No, well… they only have my home phone so…" Boyle said in sudden realization. "I don't know if they did."
"They would have called last night," Beckett corrected him. "Where were you between five and six last night, the restaurant?"
"Of course, from eight to ten I'm there," Boyle replied. "But… my wife and I are having some troubles, she wants me to expand, I don't think we're there yet and we argued about it. So she's gone to stay with her sister in Oyster Bay, and I stayed at the apartment my friend Joey has on Frost."
"And can he confirm that you were there?" Brad said, making a note of that.
"Yeah, of course, we stayed up until twelve to watch the news, then we went to sleep, and at eight I was back at work," Boyle replied.
"And the name of the body shop?" Brad asked.
"Decals and Paint," Boyle said. When the room was quiet then as the chief was writing that, he asked, "Could I go now?"
"Alright, thank you for checking, bye," Brad was saying before he hung up the phone on his desk. "So they went and they found the van was gone. Boyle sent it in on Friday and they're closed Sunday and Monday, so no one was there."
"What about a camera or cameras?" Beckett asked as she and Castle were sitting across from him.
"They have cameras, but they can only be viewed there at the shop," Brad replied. "And Mr. D'Agostino checked them, they were blocked."
"And can you see anything before they become blocked?" Castle asked.
"Here," Brad said, gesturing for them to step around the desk.
Looking over the man's shoulder, Beckett saw a gloved hand appearing at three in the morning with a can of spray paint before the screen went dark. "And it's like that in the others," she said. "So this is very likely a conspiracy theory, with David as the target."
"I still… it's too soon to see who the players are," Castle said when he saw the look his wife was giving him.
"You might be right though," Brad said, holding his lower lip for a moment. "I'm wondering what it is about the mayor's office that's warranting this."
Sharing a startled look with Castle, Beckett turned to Brad and said, "Money?"
"There are offices in place to watch that," the chief said simply. "You know Wilson Franklin? It's part of his job to check and make sure the budget stays the way it's supposed to."
"And is he incorruptible?" Castle asked.
"There's someone else that double checks," Brad said. "And I know that doesn't mean the system isn't going to be corrupt in some way but it's pretty secure. I've never heard of anyone in the past ten years being able to embezzle that money."
"What about the sample that's from David?" Beckett asked.
"I'm sending it in for a more comprehensive test," Brad said. "And I think I'm going to figuratively strangle Bowen as I can't get a hold of David; fundraisers and meetings and… whatever he's got his client going through."
"Okay, so we need to sort out what we have," Castle said. "I'm looking at the board and it looks pretty…"
"Bare, he's right," Beckett said in agreement.
"Then why don't we start with our former suspects," Brad said, starting to stand up. But as he did his phone rang and he picked it up quickly with a short, "Hello?"
Watching as he spoke to whoever was on the other end, Beckett glanced briefly at her husband until the chief had hung up. "New information?" she asked.
"No just a validation, they completed that second test on the DNA under her fingernails and it's too degraded by the bleach to say if it is Brendan," Brad said. "They advised me to not consider it evidence and I am in the fact it's not going to prove him guilty of murder."
"But it's evidence of someone trying to frame him," Castle said absently.
"What're you thinking?" Beckett asked, watching him looking at the picture of the youngest Dixon.
"This guy he got in the city to get her papers so she could stay in the country," Castle replied. "Bandini. Have the boys called back yet?"
"They have their own case you know," Beckett pointed out. "So I don't think they've had the time to check. But I can give Karpowski a call."
"Do that, why didn't we think of that before?" Castle asked.
"We were busy," Beckett replied before she left the office as Brad's desk phone was ringing again.
"Busy man today," the chief said jokingly as he picked up. "Chief Davis… you got… yes, immediately, send it to me and I'll start searching as well. Thank you, bye."
"That's got to be good news," Castle said, having turned from the murder board.
"CSU's finished with the van, they found a fingerprint," Brad said, sitting down behind his computer. "They found it in the front and it's not the victim's."
"Great, so they're searching now but you asked for them to send it?" Castle asked.
"They're going to do a broader one, I'm sticking to here in the Hamptons," Brad replied. "Though of course…" he said as the search was finished as he spoke. "No match." He sighed and said, "I might have to get the FBI's help on this. Unless Beckett has something."
Turning as the man had nodded over his shoulder as he'd spoken; Castle saw his wife hurrying back to them and said, "You got something too?"
"Too?" Beckett asked in surprise.
"Yeah we got a fingerprint in the front of the van, good thing we were wearing gloves," Castle replied.
"I have something on Bandini," Beckett replied. "The boys pulled through in a big way but couldn't get the information to us before Gates called them in so they could brief her on their case. You should be getting his information now. But his real name is Zak Beck and he took the name Bandini when he joined the Latin Kings."
"When did they start dealing in papers?" Brad asked, looking up at her.
"Read his records," Beckett said, nodding towards the screen.
Turning to it the chief then whistled and said, "So they must have chased him out if he was doing that."
"Chased him out? You figure they would have killed him," Castle said, since the man's record listed numerous arrests for rapes and contract killings for other gangs.
"He must have known too much," Beckett suddenly said, standing up straight. She looked at her husband and then said, "He did that on purpose though, have his favor needed with each gang-"
"It offered him a degree of protection," Castle finished for her, knowing how her line of thought was going. "But… how does Brendan know him?"
"Do any of his friends work for INS?" Beckett asked the chief who'd been watching them.
"I'm already looking," Brad said, searching the names the youngest Dixon had given of his friends he'd been with the night before. "Yeah, this one, Daryl Elliot. I'm going to have to call them, let them know one of their workers might be getting papers to immigrants illegally."
"We'll give Karpowski a call back, see if they can try and locate Bandini for us," Beckett said before she and Castle left the office.
"Will they have to go get him?" he asked as they went to their desk.
"I'm going to see if she can speak with him, get an alibi before we start transporting him in," Beckett replied, dialing a number on her phone. She looked at her watch and said, "Are you hungry?"
"You want lunch?" Castle asked, remembering they hadn't had it at Sullivan's before Brendan had been arrested. She nodded and when she started talking to Karpowski on the other end he stood up and left the bull pen. Outside in the fresh air he breathed out deeply a few times before heading over to the café nearest the station. A few times in the past he'd gotten food for them there and suddenly remembered his friend. He started to take his phone out of his pocket to call Brad but decided that he'd just grab something for him.
It took Castle some time to get his food as the lunch rush was still there and he couldn't help become impatient, wondering if his wife or the chief had gotten anything in his absence. Once he had everything he tried not to run back to the station but had to guess he looked a little strange jogging, abruptly stopping and then doing that same thing over again. Finally he made it to the bull pen but paused when he saw Beckett wasn't at their desk and Brad wasn't in his office.
"Over here Rick," Beckett said behind him. "We were getting tired of pretending to be looking at anything for the case so we came in here," she said when he stepped into the break room with them. "See, I told you he'd remember you," she told Brad as Castle handed him his usual club sandwich.
"Thank you, I feel like breakfast was last year," the chief said gratefully. "I'll owe you."
"That's twice," Castle said, sitting down with his own sandwich. "So, what about these phone calls you were both on when I left?"
"Nothing to say with mine," Brad said first after Beckett nodded to him. "Just that they'd already been suspecting Elliot and with my warning they'll of course look into him further."
"And Karpowski had already put out an APB for Bandini; he's also wanted for a murder in the East Side last month, so they're looking for him. And when they do get him in custody they'll ask him his alibi," Beckett replied. "Though I get the feeling he's more local."
"Likely, those arrests only went as far as Brooklyn," Castle commented. "But he'll be someone to talk to about her character though she was probably nervous."
"That's why I'm going once they do catch him to talk to him," Brad said. "I told her while we were waiting. But after we eat, get some energy again, we need to go through what we have of this case so far and get the board set by two."
"Why two?" Beckett asked.
"I got a call after talking to the INS; it was Mr. Patton's lawyer. He and his son will come with him at that time," Brad replied. "What we'll get from them though… that's anyone's guess."
"Probably not a lot," Castle suggested.
"Alright, I'd like to take a break from this for now because I'm going crazy trying to remember the names," Brad said. "How's your book coming along? It must be pretty far since you're working."
"We're where we need to be," Beckett answered.
"But even if we weren't we would have still worked this case since David and Rebecca asked us to," Castle pointed out.
"So they're okay personally right? I forgot to ask you that when you got back earlier," Brad said.
"They are, though David was afraid that Rebecca thought the vic might have been his lover," Castle said. He then paused and said, "Does that mean he doesn't think she trusts him?"
"The e-mails were a big piece of evidence," Beckett explained. "He thought that was it and she wouldn't imagine that someone could have duplicated them."
"Would you believe it if someone said I had a lover?" Castle asked his wife.
"Uh, maybe I should go," Brad said, sounding and looking very uncomfortable at that.
"Stay," Beckett told him sharply. "Love, you realize that I wouldn't believe it unless there was absolute proof of it."
"True," Castle said, though he couldn't help feeling very relieved hearing that from her. "So… we're good."
Sighing Beckett nodded and then turned to the chief telling him, "Sorry."
"No, I figured you'd head into Irish for that," Brad replied. "But at least you two are alright. Unless you're acting right now for my sake."
"No acting," Castle said. "But back to what you asked us in the first place; David and Rebecca are doing fine."
"The baby?" Brad asked, trying not to smile at how long it took him to ask that second question when the first could have been answered simply.
"We didn't see her but since Rebecca's looking tired and happy, Dani's fine," Beckett replied.
"Great to hear," Brad said as he then took his phone out of his pocket.
"About the case?" Castle asked him.
"No, it's Lily, she's just been to see the baby," Brad said. "And wants to talk to me about the case."
"I'm not surprised," Beckett said. "Can you talk to her about it?"
"I better not but I will text her that if she saw Hopkins' little speech, to disregard it," Brad said as he was texting as he spoke.
"Are you ready to get back to work?" Castle asked his wife as she was setting down her plastic fork.
"Yeah, we'll take care of things Brad," Beckett replied, getting up to throw away her trash.
"I'll just be a second," the chief said. "Wait, make that a little longer than a second," as his phone started to ring. "I guess that text wasn't enough."
Leaving the man to talk to his wife, Castle and Beckett headed over to his office and stood in front of the murder board. They looked at each other and after Castle had brought in a second board they started to get down to work, beginning with the timeline of the murder.
"So I think I was justified," Brad was saying as Castle put down the marker he'd been using to finish writing about Bandini on the board. "This case is going to drive me absolutely bonkers."
"Bonkers?" Beckett asked.
"My grandfather used to say that," Brad replied. "But I think it's useful here. We have three separate possibilities and none of them are looking as if it's the likeliest reason for the murders."
"There's also the possibility that all three of these separate sections are working together," Castle said as they studied the three murder boards. "There's Hopkins trying to get the mayor's seat. Bandini being hired by a friend of Brendan's to set him up, or the Pattons."
"And them working together?" Beckett asked. "By the way, you're pretty well grounded with that theory I hope you know."
"He is?" Brad said in surprise, looking at her. "Sounds to me like you're just mashing them all together in the same crime."
"No look, Bandini is the killer, the Pattons; who are supporting Hopkins; hire him through Brendan's friend so David loses and they also hire…" Castle started to say. "Well, I'm not entirely sure who they got to duplicate the e-mails-"
"Do you have any idea who's doing that yet?" Beckett asked.
"No, but I heard from the county tech investigator that took the e-mails that it could be a software program designed by someone with fraud in mind," Brad replied.
"Those Nigerian prince scams?" Castle suggested. When his friend shrugged he then said, "Okay, so they got someone else to get the e-mails duplicated but the three of them could be working on this together."
"So they have two targets?" Brad asked. "David so Hopkins gets into office and then Brendan so the Patton men get revenge on them. But what the hell made this escalate to this degree?"
"Chief! There's a fight in the parking lot!" Wade said, running into the bull pen then.
Running for the door to the lobby after the chief, Castle could see some figures before the stairs and someone lying on the ground, appearing to be unconcious. "Did someone call an ambulance?" he called.
"I did," Hutchinson said, coming with them.
"Mr. Patton, Mr. Dixon, stop!" Brad yelled then. He ran to the two men and tried to grab Dixon but he was quick to duck away and lunge for Patton. "Tell your sons to stop or I will arrest them both!" he yelled to the fathers.
All of a sudden there was the sound of a shot and the two men stopped fighting, looking at Beckett who had her gun in hand. "Chief," she said, putting on the safety and handing the weapon over to him.
"Thank you," Brad said gratefully knowing she shot a blank into the flower bed near them, telling her that as he was about to take Dixon down by jumping on him. "Hold onto that though."
Nodding, Beckett handed the gun the chief had handed to her before they'd come outside to Castle and she went over to Brendan with Hutchinson and her husband, kneeling to see if the unconcious young man was alright.
"Bastard you told them about us, said we were nothing but criminals!" Adrian Patton was yelling as Wade cuffed him.
"I didn't say a word," Terence Dixon shot back angrily as the chief handcuffed him. "I didn't need to they probably figured it out you killed the girl that worked for us, you and your fucking spy!"
"Enough!" Brad yelled so loudly it seemed to take the fight out of the two men who looked at him. "No one told anyone anything. Wade, take him inside to holding," he told the officer. "Mr. Patton, I'd appreciate it if you could remain in the lobby."
"My son-"
"My client-" first Mr. Patton, then the man who was apparently the lawyer said.
"The lobby," Brad snapped. "Now! Hutchinson, go with Mr. Dixon into the lobby, make sure he and Patton stay apart until we get this sorted out." Once they were gone he asked Beckett, "Is he okay?"
"Just unconcious and he's coming around now," she said as the young man started to groan.
"What… what happened?" Brendan said blearily as he blinked, looking up and seeing Beckett and Castle above him.
"You don't remember?" Castle asked him.
"I… yeah, the Pattons got here the same time," Brendan said, sitting up slowly. "Came running after me… I mean Adrian did, his dad tried to get him to stop. And then he just punched me, saying something about how it was supposed to be me and I ruined everything." He looked around and when he saw his brother in handcuffs said with wide eyes, "What did you do Terence?"
"Fought for you," the man said. "I was protecting my brother," he protested to the chief who held him tightly. "Come on chief, let me go."
"I can't do that yet, not until I see the fight for myself and see if Mr. Patton wants to press charges," Brad replied.
"Why are you here?" Beckett asked then as the sound of an ambulance drew near suddenly.
"We brought the footage from the security system at the house," Terence said.
"I thought-" Castle started to say before his wife shook her finger quickly at him. He stopped and then said, "Nice of you to do."
Shooting him a look, Terence said, "My brother got it ready, he's the tech wizard in the family."
"Alright, I'll look at that later," Brad said. "He was knocked unconcious," he said to the EMT running over to them.
"I'm fine, I'm fine," Brendan said quickly. "Just let me get up."
"Stay with him," Brad told Castle and Beckett. "And escort him inside please. And Castle? Give the gun back to your wife."
"Of course," he said, handing it to her as soon as the chief had gone to the station with the elder Dixon son. "So?" he asked his wife as they stood a little away from the paramedic that was checking Brendan.
"I think your theory is partially right at this point," Beckett told him. "Though I have to wonder at their family members."
"They'd want to be involved in slandering them?" Castle asked. When she nodded he said, "I think we might need another board."
"Is he okay?" Beckett said as the paramedic stood then.
"Oh he's fine," the man said, gesturing to his partner before they helped the young man up. "I would take it easy though and if you feel any unusual pain in your head I would recommend heading to a hospital immediately."
"I will, thank you," Brendan said with a nod before he started to walk to the steps.
"Better you take the ramp," Castle said, quickly having the man go over to it.
"Right, thanks," Brendan said. "Look, I know we shouldn't have touched the security footage but they were pressuring me to get it onto this disc," he said, handing it to Beckett who was walking on the other side of him. "But what they don't know is that I e-mailed the entire file that has everything from yesterday to you… to the chief I mean."
"Good," Beckett said simply. "But is that the only reason your father and brother brought you here?"
"They… they got a call from a former employee of ours; that's now at the Patton's new home; that they had gotten the call from the police to come down to speak with them," Brendan said. "I really didn't want to come, but…"
"How's your relationship with them?" Beckett asked.
"The Pattons?" Brendan started to say.
"No, your father and brother," Castle said.
"They're my dad and brother, I mean they seem pushy, but they're trying to clear the family's name," Brendan said as Castle stepped ahead to open the door for them.
"Clear your name or the family's name?" Beckett asked then. When the man looked at her in surprise she had to usher him in but didn't mind as she knew that had made him think. When they got inside she was surprised to see the lobby clear and she nodded to Castle who stayed with the youngest Dixon before she went into the bull pen, nearly running into Brad.
"Sorry, I was just about to check, you can bring him in. The sons aren't pressing charges so I'll be releasing Terence soon," the chief said as he motioned to Brendan to come inside.
"How'd you manage to convince them not to?" Brendan said in surprise.
"I may have impressed upon your father and Mr. Patton that it wouldn't look too good in the Report if the story got out that their sons got into a fight," Brad said. "This way," he said, taking the young man to the room where his father was sitting.
"What-" Beckett started to say.
"Hold on, let me take care of this and I'll be right with you," Brad said.
"Wait, Brendan said that he mailed you the entire file of yesterday's recordings," Castle said quickly. "The security camera recordings."
"Oh check on it but also send a copy of that e-mail to tech so they can look and see if anyone's tampered with anything," Brad said before he headed to holding.
"Hey Bernier," Beckett said as the officer walked in.
"So was the Chief right? They brought in the footage?" he asked. "And Mrs. Dixon."
"Mrs. Dixon was there?" Castle asked.
"Yeah," Bernier said. "Told me that her husband and sons rushed out of there to get to the station. She was worried something was going to happen but she wasn't sure what, she pushed me out the door almost."
"She must be psychic," Castle commented.
"Terence got into a fight with Adrian Patton," Beckett answered to Bernier's confused expression.
"Oh, huh, probably is; are they pressing charges?" the officer asked.
"No, the chief managed to convince them not to let the story get out," Beckett said. When the officer had nodded and walked away to his desk then she said, "Should we get started?"
"Definitely," Castle said, walking with her to the office. He stood behind her while she got onto Brad's e-mail and was about to lean over when she spoke.
"Maybe you should get a chair," Beckett told him, looking up at him. "We have a lot of footage to get through."
Going around to the other side, Castle picked up one of the chairs and set it down next to his wife, watching her fast forward through a shot of what he guessed was the servant's gate until she stopped it. "Is that her car?" he asked.
"A white compact car," Beckett said with a nod. "No one in there with her," she said absently before she started to fast forward again.
Watching the cars come and go, Castle remembered something and asked, "Did you send it to-"
"While you were getting the chair," Beckett replied hurriedly, interrupting him. "I don't know," she suddenly said. "Do you think we're going to find anything here?"
"It depends on if she left the house under duress or was okay," Castle said. "It doesn't help that no one we talked to saw her leave around five." He paused and then said, "You think it's possible no one saw her?"
"No but we do have footage of the kitchen where she would have left from," Beckett said. She smiled slightly at her husband's surprised expression and told him, "I saw it on the list of cameras. Okay, here's the car again…"
"And that's her in the driver's seat," Castle said. "And nice angle, no one with her."
"No but I have an idea about that," Beckett said, going over to the footage from the kitchen then and jumping to five. A little after that, she saw the vic sneaking out, trying to stick close to the walls and she frowned, looking at her husband. "She thought she might be asked to stay longer?" she suggested.
"That's what I thought," Castle said. "I'd have done the same."
Beckett didn't reply to that and she said, "Did you think about what happened outside of the fence?"
"Is there a camera there?" Castle asked.
"There is," Beckett replied, opening up the video. She and Castle watched at five and when they saw a man standing across the street, a little to the left of the gate she stopped it, setting a picture of that scene to print out. When she had played it again they saw the man get into the car before the vic's car was out of sight.
"So where's the car?" Castle said first when Beckett had stopped the footage.
"And the guy," she said with a nod. "Thank you for getting our picture," she then told Brad who was walking into the office.
"A new suspect?" the chief asked, holding it up.
"It might be, he got into the vic's car after she left the compound," Castle explained. "And we saw her sneak out of the kitchen which was nearly empty," he added as he knew his friend was going to ask.
"Okay, so we have a lead which we will definitely need," Brad said with a nod.
"The Pattons?" Beckett asked.
"I have their alibis," Brad replied. "Luckily the threat of the media hearing about this was enough to get them to cooperate. Mr. Patton was arriving for dinner at a restaurant in Oyster Bay with his wife. Adrian was sailing with a new girlfriend around the ocean off Oyster Bay."
"Can you confirm that last one?" Castle asked in surprise.
"We can, marina footage," Brad said. He was going to say more when the phone on his desk rang and he quickly went to it, picking it up and starting to say hello before he was cut off.
Hearing the chief say, "He is? Okay, I appreciate the call, we'll be looking into him right away," Beckett waited a little impatiently before she asked, "What is it?"
"They identified the fingerprint," Brad replied, running around behind her. "Search for Mitch Gentry."
"Who's that?" Castle asked as his wife typed in the name.
"A former employee of the Dixons and he's been arrested in the past, for battery and possession of an unlicensed gun," Beckett said.
"Yes, this is Chief Davis, I'm looking for Mitch Gentry-" Brad started to say once he'd called the restaurant where the man worked.
"Look," Beckett murmured to her husband as she enlarged the picture of Gentry.
"Yeah, could be him," Castle said in agreement, looking at the picture of the scene from the security footage.
"Okay, Gentry didn't go in to work today," Brad said once he'd hung up. "And they've been trying to call him but there… shit."
Turning to the screen where the chief's gaze was Castle and Beckett saw the notation on their suspect's information that he was believed to be armed and dangerous. Seeing that they jumped up with Brad and started running as he called for some of his officers to follow him as they headed out into the parking lot.
