"Lindsay! Lindsay where the hell are you?" Jay Halstead screamed into the radio, while running down the stairs. The one thing he feared the most was actually happening.
Voight and the rest of the intelligence team were now running toward the house, searching every corner for Erin Lindsay. No sight of her. They went toward the back of the house, and into the backyard. There were kids still passed out in the grass, and there was a young man standing in the darkness near the side of the house.
Halstead came running toward them. "Did you find her?"
"Nothing yet." Atwater responded. Jay Halstead was so angry with himself for leaving her by herself. He should've had her back the whole time. The main reason why he volunteered himself to go undercover was to protect Lindsay…
The team examined the backyard, looking for any sort of evidence, when suddenly the young man that was standing in the darkness appeared.
"Excuse me, officers?" the young man said.
"What do you want, kid?" Olinsky snapped.
"Are you looking for a lady police officer? Because if you are, I can help." He said.
Erin Lindsay sat in the back of the van, along with the young girl. Her hands were zip tied behind her back, and the men stripped her of her gun, her phone, and her badge. The young girl sat on the opposite side of the van, trembling with fear. She could barely look at Erin without having tears fall from her eyes.
"Hey, listen to me. My name's Detective Erin Lindsay. We're gonna get out of here. I'm not gonna let them do anything to you." Erin said in a hushed tone, trying to comfort the girl. Her motherly instincts came flooding out; cases like these always struck a cord with her. But this time it was different; she was a part of the case.
The girl gave her a small nod, as the van came to an abrupt stop. The two men got out of the car, and made there way to the back door.
They opened the door and grabbed both girls by their hair, with a gun pointed at their backs. Erin tried to figure out where she was, looking for anything that could help her. The building she was walking into was in bad condition, as were the other buildings around them, but she couldn't make out the location.
Erin and the girl were forced into a room in the back of the building, and the men slammed the door behind them.
"You better start talking fast, kid." Voight said, grabbing the boy by the arm.
"The two guys you're looking for hide out in a building. Near those old abandoned train tracks about 10 blocks north of here. Do you know the ones? There's always an old pick up truck parked in front of the house. Along with the van they use to snatch the girls."
"I know where she is!" Jay screamed, running toward the cars.
"Halstead, slow down!" Voight screamed, as the rest of the intelligence team ran in the same direction. Jay didn't slow down or look back; the adrenaline was pumping hastily through his veins, and he knew where he was going. He was going to save Erin Lindsay under any circumstance.
Erin paced around the empty room, trying to free her hands from the zip tie. She was getting close, and she felt the deep cuts forming on her wrists. She knew it was a matter of time before the brothers came back, and she knew she had to be ready to put up a fight for her and the girl, who she learned was named Jade.
"My team is coming for us, sweetie, don't worry," Erin tried to reassure her.
"I hope so," the girl responded, her hazel eyes filling with tears again.
Erin heard the sound of cars in the distance, getting closer and closer to the building. She felt both relief and panic as she had a feeling it was her team coming to save her.
"See. I told you. We're gonna be—" Erin started to tell her in a hushed tone before the bedroom door flung open. Joseph and Daniel Warner walked into the room, each one grabbing one of the girls by their hair.
"Did you call your cop friends?" he said, punching Erin in the face. The force of the blow had her nearly flying into the wall.
His brother tried to calm him down. "We'll have time for this later! We have to get out of here!"
The two brothers forcibly pushed the girls out of the house and into the pick up truck in front of the house. In that very moment, the intelligence team was getting closer to the building.
Jay Halstead saw Erin Lindsay get pushed into the pick up truck, and watch them speed off into the darkness.
"Suspects have Erin and another victim in a blue Ford pick up! Heading towards Pulaski!" Halstead screamed into the walkie-talkie while trying to keep pace with the truck.
The truck was flying through traffic, driving on sidewalks, and on the wrong side of the road trying to avoid the intelligence team. The car was speeding so fast Jay was getting worried about how this chase would end.
"Hey man, listen to me. You're not gonna win. Stop the car and turn yourself in. Don't do this." Erin pleaded with Daniel Warner, the driver of the car.
"Shut up! Joe get that whore quiet!" Daniel shouted.
The truck sped on towards a busy intersection, where the traffic had progressively slowed down.
"Stop!" Erin screamed from the back seat, bracing for impact.
Warner lost control of the car and it veered into oncoming traffic. The side of the truck was slammed into by an SUV driving in the opposite direction with such a force that it rolled over and ended up on a sidewalk.
"No! Erin!" Jay Halstead screamed slamming the breaks and putting the car in park. He ran toward the smashed pick up truck, his heart racing. "Erin! Call an ambulance! Someone call an ambulance!"
