CHAPTER 9
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An hour later Peter had tried in vein and failed to find a vehicle which they could freely offer, the department being unwilling and quite understandably so to cooperate with the impossible terms of the young man… and under any other circumstance, being understanding of both the rules and undertaking of his own profession, Peter would have agreed. But nobody could deny that this time things were different, this time things were personal… and Jack was becoming increasingly concerned about the wellbeing of the young blonde Detective.
Peter's heart was racing, his limbs aching with the prolonged exposure to the adrenaline which had been coursing through his tired body at alternating intervals over the previous few hours and he was uncomfortably aware that he was perspiring greatly, almost at an alarming rate. He was exhausted, head still spinning from the long forgotten hangover of earlier that same morning, although he wouldn't admit so much to Jack, whom he had observed keeping a close eye on him from a distance on more than one occasion, nor either to the Captain.
The older man meanwhile paced and reflected on what was to possibly be done next. Time was no longer on their side, if indeed it had ever been, and they had already spent far too much time trying to find an alternative means of getting Dan and Leah out of their current situation. The toll that the stress of the day had taken on Peter however was obvious to all, he was obviously exhausted but refused to rest even for a moment. It was essential, as much for his sake as his brother's and sister-in-law's therefore that they got the situation under their control.
"Sir." He turned as he heard Fitzgerald approach. "It's almost time." She explained. "Have you thought what you're going to say?" She asked.
He shrugged. "Nothing we can say." He explained. "Nothing other than the truth at least."
"I don't suppose it's…?" The young brunette began, but the older man cut her off before she could continue.
He shook his head gravely, pre-empting what she was about to say. "Too risky." He spoke. "If the young man was to discover that we had misled him in any way… well it could make things a lit worse, not better."
Fitzgerald looked as though she may have been about to respond to this when another, third voice disrupted the conversation however. "Sir." The captain suddenly heard the significantly deeper tone of his Sergeant, beside him this time, and turned to observe Jack looking down at him.
"It's time." Jack offered his superior an emphatic smile.
The captain sighed, and nodded. "No point in putting this off any longer then." He spoke, before adding almost as an afterthought. "I've done all that I can Jack… I can't adhere to the young man's terms, you know that."
"I know." Jack nodded.
"Come on then, let's get this over with." He spoke with a deep, gritty intonation to his voice, opening up a padlocked treasure chest of raw and concealed emotion just for a moment, before revising his tone and continuing. "We have to find another way of getting Dan and Leah out of that building!"
"Sir, Jack!" The two heard another voice calling them as a third man approached, and as they both turned they saw Peter running up beside them. "You know what you're going to say to him?" The young blonde haired Detective asked his superior.
The Captain shook his head. "There is no car we can offer him Peter, you know that." He spoke as he placed a reassuring palm upon Peter's burning shoulder, clammy with sweat, but whether the Detective's or his own, the older man couldn't tell. "I'm going to have to tell him the truth."
Peter raised his head to look up at the deep blue of the sky in despair in that moment, before cupping his head in his hands and smearing sweat down his face.
"I'm sorry." The Captain sighed, as Jack patted Peter supportively on the back. Fitzgerald approached the small group at that moment however, and as she wrapped a friendly arm around her boss, the Captain turned to walk away.
Just at that moment however Peter pulled away from the young brunette who still embraced him, surprisingly tightly, as though holding him back. But he was too strong for even her current grip, and she released him as soon as he pulled away from her.
"Let me do this then Captain." Peter begged.
"What?" Both Jack and the Captain stopped in their tracks, turning to face Peter now.
"Let me deliver the news to him." Peter continued. "He knows me, he's already spoken with me once."
The Captain shook his head. "And that was against my instructions." He uttered. "No Peter, it's too risky."
"Sir, I was the one he asked for the car, he may take it better from me if I try to explain the situation. I may be able to talk him down."
The older man looked from Jack to Fitzgerald with this.
"He's got a point sir." The young woman pointed out at this. "He is the only one who's had any direct dealing with the suspect."
The older man let out a long, heavy sigh of breath.
"I still don't like it…" He spoke, "Peter I'm not even convinced you're up to this."
"What other choice do we have?" The blonde haired Detective asked. "What ever we do Dan and Leah are still trapped inside, and we have no car. I want to do this!"
The captain took a few more moments to think the situation over however, before finally and reluctantly nodding his head in eventual agreement. "OK Peter." He complied with some hesitance. "But I want to have a word with you first!"
