Chapter Nine
"Well get him here!" Jane was screaming at the desk officer in Detective Day's precinct.
"Ma'am…"
"Did you just call me ma'am?" Jane was getting angrier by the moment.
"Detective Rizzoli. Detective Day has already left for the night. It is 9pm and he's not coming back until tomorrow. I suggest you get a hotel room and come back in the morning after Dr. Isles' bail hearing. I'm sure he'd be more than happy to meet with you then. If you'll give me your card I will leave him a message to call you in the morning." The young officer was standing tall but his voice was shaky in trying to stand firm against Jane's demanding presence.
"Fine! Here!" Jane threw her card at the officer after mentally debating with herself as to whether or not she should just camp out in the precinct. After one last glare she turned and stormed back out the door to a waiting Officer Perez.
"You're dropping me off here?" Jane looked out the passenger window at the extravagant hotel Officer Perez had driven her to.
"It's the address I was given."
"Uh… okay. Hey, thanks again." Jane and the officer shook hands.
Jane let out a small gasp when she entered the hotel lobby. It was the most beautiful building she had ever been in. She immediately told herself that she would stay the night and then look for a cheaper place to stay tomorrow. She was too tired to worry about the credit card bill at this point.
When Jane approached the front desk to check in she was surprised to find that they had been expecting her.
"Yes, Detective, I have your reservation here. No billing information is needed. I understand you're not certain yet to the length of your stay and I assure you that is not a problem. This is your room key. There's a room service menu atop the desk in your room. Please select whatever you'd like with our compliments."
"Uh… thank you." Jane eyed the hotel concierge skeptically. Jane assumed Maura must have phoned the hotel at some point during the day to make sure Jane had what she needed.
"Also, detective, this note and package arrived for you about an hour ago."
Jane made her way up to her room and dropped her bag on the floor when she opened the door. The suite was immaculate. Enough space for two or three families; king size bed, Jacuzzi tub, wet bar and living room and the view of Las Vegas was breathtaking.
Jane thought about just dropping onto the bed for a full minute but knew she wouldn't be able to fall asleep on an empty stomach so she ordered from the room service menu and was eating the most delicious and pretentious cheeseburger that she had ever consumed in no time. It wasn't until Jane had eaten every part of her dinner and finished her beer that she remembered the note and package.
Detective Rizzoli –
I regret the circumstances for our correspondence. Once I was informed of Maura's situation I set to work procuring some items I think will be useful to the both of you. I regret that I could not make it to Las Vegas myself, but I am confident in your abilities to resolve this matter quickly.
Please call my office if this package does not contain everything that you need.
Respectfully,
Mr. Selsi
"What the…" Jane ripped open the package. Inside was a fully charged iPhone with all of Jane's contacts plus an office number for Mr. Selsi, Maura's case file with copies of even Detective Day's notes, crime scene photos and the video recording from the hotel that Detective Day used to warrant Maura's arrest.
"Jesus… word travels fast." Jane couldn't believe the connections Patrick Doyle a.k.a. Mr. Selsi – Maura's biological father – had. And she really didn't want to think about what had gone on behind the scenes to get her the items in the package sitting in her lap. You do what you have to do, to protect family, Jane thought to herself. "Damn right," she said aloud.
With that Jane delved into Maura's case file sure to be up to speed before Detective Day even stepped foot in the door.
Jane awoke to a knock on her hotel door at 6:30am. She didn't remember when she had fallen asleep. She sat upright, pulled the sticking piece of case note paper off her cheek and rubbed her now aching neck that resulted from an odd sleeping position.
"Yeah?"
"Good morning, Detective Rizzoli. I have a special delivery for you." The concierge held up a garment bag.
"Um… come in?" Jane was bewildered at the procession in front of her. After the first man entered her room, he was quickly followed by another with a breakfast tray, and a third to quickly and quietly remove her previous night's tray and clutter that was immediately within view.
"These suits were sent with the compliments of Mr. Selsi. Also, here are the keys to your rental car. It's parked in spot J7. It is leased to you for as long as you need it. Is there anything else that I can do for you to make your stay more comfortable?"
"Um… no?" Jane's hands were still slightly in front of her while she grasped the piece of paper she pulled from her cheek as if guarding herself from the unfamiliar scene of propriety that was unfolding in front of her.
"Wonderful. Please do not hesitate to let us know if there is anything that you require." With that the concierge gave Jane a nod and exited the room.
I have entered the twilight zone Jane thought to herself as she opened the garment bag with not one or two but seven new suits and accompanying shirts in her size. As much as she hated it, she was grateful again to Maura's father as she only took the time to pack one suit and a couple of tops in addition to her toiletries before rushing off to the airport.
She checked her watch again. She'd have to hurry if she didn't want to be late for Maura's bail hearing.
