The detectives stand dumbfounded in the warehouse until James manages to snap out of his confusion and lead Harvey back to the car. The sun had almost completely set on the pier by the time the two reach the car. The temperature has also gotten colder and James turns on the car's heater in response.

"I can't believe its the wrong place. Where else could she be?" Harvey mutters under his breath in confusion. He's staring out at nothing as James drives the car away from the pier and sunset.

A phone begins ringing in James's pocket as they drive. "Hello?" he asks after picking the phone up and answering it. "Sarah, what's wrong?" Harvey motions for him to put it on speaker and James complies.

"They found another body at the pier. I got Ed to tell me where you were. Unless you're almost here, it shouldn't be too far from you," Sarah explains, but there's a worried tone in her voice. "Ed is already there to meet you," a pause, "And Jim, they found a woman." Then, there was silence as the three on the phone let what they had heard and said sink in.

After thanking Sarah to break the silence, James hangs up the phone and turns the car to head to the crime scene. "Do you think it's her?" James asks, a stern look on his face.

The tension in the air is strong around the two as they thought of the subject. Neither Harvey nor James are ones to be sad or mournful. They are mad, furious, wanting nothing more than to hunt down the man responsible and kill him on the spot.

Harvey doesn't respond to James's question as the two arrive on the scene and get out of their car. A man looks back and walks over to them with a relieved look, Ed. The two look at him expectantly as he informs them, "It's not her. The eyes aren't teal."

A surprised look crosses Harvey's face as he hears Ed's reasoning before continuing to the body with James and Ed. It makes their hearts wrench at the sight of the girl. Even though they know it isn't their partner, the sheer fact that she looks so much like Kira, it killed them.

"Here's the kicker though, the blonde hair isn't natural and these clothes don't even fit her," Ed points out as he gestures to the woman. "The eyes look teal, but they're contacts. The clothing sizes are Kira's, not this woman's. Someone spent a lot of time to make this person look exactly like Kira."

James looks over the body in confusion. The clothes do indeed not fit the woman. "Why would they do this? Trying to prove a point?" James asks in confusion before noticing a small note hanging out of the woman's jacket pocket. He picks it up from the pocket and reads it. Hurry, hurry detectives. Your little princess is counting on you.

The note is passed to Harvey who scans it before an extremely angry look takes over. There's also a scared look on Ed's face as he worries about what's going on and on the note. "I'm gonna kill this son of a bitch!" Harvey screams in rage, the not now balled up in fist. "Little asshole taunting us like this. I'm gonna kill him."

"Just see if you can try to find some prints or something on the clothes without overworking yourself," James instructs Ed with a sigh, completely ignoring Harvey raging next to him. Before the two detectives can leave though, Ed stops them. "What is it, Ed?"

The look on Ed's face is telling a completely different story from what he says. It's begging for answers, for Kira as he tells them, "That's not all there is on the body." He flips the coat off the side of the body to reveal massive blood stains. He then lifts the shirt up to show completely smooth, untouched skin. "There's blood on the shirt, but no marks from injury. This is Kira's blood." He looks worried, scared, sad, wanting answers for why all that's happening is, but there are none, not yet.

Four hours later and the detectives are back at the station. It's nearing ten o'clock as they look over evidence and files for what must be the thousandth time tonight. They're both tired and on the verge of passing out on their desks. Harvey has the files laid off to the side as his fingers trace the map. Out the alley and to the left, he thinks to himself. Left. He thinks back to Mooney's when he was in the alley with Butch. When he had said left, he was facing the other way. "That son of a bitch," he mutters loud enough for James to hear.

Tired eyes look up at the man confusion. "What's wrong, Harvey?" James asks with a yawn. He's leaning against his propped up arm for support as he looks through his own files from Bruce. The files have no need to be worried about seeing as they are the only ones currently in the station.

"Son of a bitch tricked me," Harvey accuses. "He wasn't facing left when he said left. He pointed us in the wrong direction." Immediately, Harvey is wide awake and thumbtacks his map to the board they have set up next to their desk. He's scanning the map, trying to find nearby places the man could be hiding before thinking back to the precision the killer had with the newest victim. "Hey, look up someone with a cosmetology background would you?"

Soon, the two have narrowed it down to two people. Their mug shots are both tacked next to the map along with multiple other potential locations they could be hiding Kira. Both men are now completely awake as they work the case together. The ideas flow through their heads by the seconds as they pin more and more evidence to the board. At this point, it could be either of the suspects they have pinned up; the hard part is figuring out which one.

James looks at the map and then one of the suspects, Garvan Collins, and points out, "Collins used to run the now abandoned hairdresser's two streets over from Mooney's. Wouldn't surprise me if he still had an extra key." He tries to find more connections as Harvey begins looking into their other suspect, Brandon Frank.

"You know, Frank's got some storage rentals booked up, he could have her there," Harvey counters and points to a spot on the map a few streets away from Fish's club. "It could really be either of them to be quite honest. Both convicted felons, cosmetologist, creepers."

Sighing, James looks at both the men's files again. He stares at the two and retreads the paper multiple times for around ten minutes. During this time, Harvey is wandering around, completely puzzled as he does so. Then, something catches James's attention. "Hey Harvey, Collins wasn't just a convicted felon. He was convicted for the murder of Kyle Striker." He passes the file to his partner to read.

Eyes widening, Harvey looks at the paper in amazement before going to Kira's to find a file. It takes a minute, but he eventually finds a file titled Kyle Striker Case. Upon opening the file, a picture of the same man from Kira's badge stands out to the two. "This is the same guy. This guy killed Kira's brother and probably took her because he knew who she was!" Harvey exclaims as he puts the puzzle pieces together at last.

"Do you think they're both there now?" James asks his older partner with a raised eyebrow. "Or that Kira knows who this guy is?" He seems scared of the idea, Kira knowing. She could be going crazy on thoughts of her brother or his killer for all James and Harvey. Before this, they couldn't do anything about it; though, this isn't true anymore.

Three times. Three times she's been sliced and screaming no matter how scratchy her throat could become. He's drugged her, sliced her, drugged her again, changed her into an extremely short blue dress, and sliced her again. The pain kills her and would undoubtedly leave terrible scars in their wake.

How much more of this could she even take? How much longer could it last? Where are James and Harvey? More questions she can't answer for herself. Her eyes are dry and unable to make tears as she questions herself. Undoubtedly she won't have a voice for at least a week after getting out of here. If she gets out of here.

"Dammit, Jim, hurry the hell up," she mutters in her scratchy voice. Its hell on her throat as she does. "I know you're watching, you ass! Just come kill me already!" she chokes out in pain. "Get it over with!"

Bang, bang, bang! There's pounding on a door, but not the one in the room she's in. A terrified look crosses Kira's face as she hears the scuffle outside the room.

Metal creaks instantly following the noises. The noise of air in pipes enters the rooms. Instantly, air begins seeping into the room all around Kira and she looks around in a panic. The substance gets into her lungs and her head rests against the table she's on. She's asleep on in mere minutes as the chaos outside continues.

"It should be a little further down the road," Harvey informs James as they drive down the street. He points out a small shop with an, old, broken down barbershop pole. The car pulls over into a parking spot next to the barbershop before the two detectives get out of the car. Once the two have gotten ready to go in, Harvey knocks on the door to the abandoned building rather loudly. No answer. "Looks like we're doing this the hard way."

The door is immediately is kicked down by Harvey and the two enter the building with their guns drawn. The room around them is dark and empty of all life. There is one thing that stands out though, the room looks as though everyone had just up and left, leaving their things in place. The room is coated in a thick layer of dust, but there are two things that aren't, the floor and a pair of scissors sitting on a shelf by the door to the basement.

When they find the room completely empty, they go to open the downstairs door. "Locked," James mutters, messing with the doorknob. He bangs on the door to get someones attention. He, like Harvey, waits for a reply before kicking down the door to signal their arrival. "You ready to go down there?" Not waiting for a response, he begins down the stairs with his gun drawn.

Its empty on the bottom floor, nobody in sight as the two enter the room. James walks to the corners of the room to check for someone before getting hit in the back of the head. The detective lets out a yell of warning to his partner before turning and punching the man in the face. Its Collins and there's a man already on Harvey, attempting to pin him up against the wall, Frank. Harvey manages to push the man off and look over at James in surprise.

"They're working together?" he questions in surprise as Frank attempts to pounce on him again. Collins does the same to James, but he is easily taken down by the stronger cop he's fighting. "Where's the girl?" Harvey questions again, shoving Frank into the wall.

The man shoves Harvey back and pulls the lever next to him before he and Collins pull guns out. "You'll never find her detectives," Frank tells the two men. The detectives look at the two men opposite of them in confusion. When they final realize what's about to happen, they points the guns at their heads and pull the triggers. Harvey and James stare at the scene in shock as a sick feeling enters their stomachs.

Attempting to shake it off, Harvey turns himself and James away before instructing, "We've got to find Kira. Move stuff around, whatever, just find her." He stops and looks back at the two mens' bodies. "Don't turn around; I'm going to go back upstairs and call for backup here to get the mess cleaned up. Maybe they'll help us find Kira quicker." He sighs before going upstairs to call for backup.

Within twenty minutes, some of the night shift and two ambulances show up to clean the scene. They can sense the dread and tiredness Harvey and James resonate as they help them attempt to find Kira. There's only one problem, after searching the entire building and pushing back all the boxes, they can't find a door that leads to Kira.

So, I just wanted to let all of you know, I haven't had reviews, follows, or views in general on any of my stories as fast as they're come on this one. I haven't been writing very far into any of my stories except this one and I love writing it for you guys and I love the responses I'm getting. I just wanted to thank you guys for reading this story and liking, following, or reviewing. It means a lot to me and I really wanted to thank you guys for it.