Message Received
Chapter 10
"Sorry sweetie there's nothing of use in the footage, it must have been cut or something. I'll know more once I have the Angelator analyse it. But I could hack into some surrounding footage and see if we get any plates?"
"Yeah, that would be great."
"But I'm gunna have to go to work, I mean I could check here but my big screen helps," she said shutting down Brennan's laptop and setting it aside as she stood up. "I'll call if I find anything suspicious," she said as she pulled Brennan and then Booth into a hug. Slyly she whispered 'keep her safe' in Booths ear before letting herself out of the apartment.
Ryan walked through the rough part of DC mumbling to the voice in his head. "I'll go to her apartment and leave another message?"
"No, she probably won't return there, kid. She'll be staying with the Agent. You need to hit her where it hurts. You go for the ones she loves."
"But they didn't do anything to us. I understand going after T, but to use her friends as leverage?"
"We need to make a statement! Just for you kid, we'll start small. We'll leave messages. Reveal her past. Make her loved ones turn against the murdering bitch! That'll make her isolated and in turn an easy target."
"Ok, so who should we start with?"
"I think we should send a group message. Hit em hard!"
"Hey Ange, what you got for us?"
"I have found some interesting footage on the surrounding CCTV. There seems to be a van that has been travelling to and from the Jeffersonian for about a week, the exact timeframe Mr. Ryan escaped. So I pulled the details of the van and its registered to a Mr. Derek Folee."
"Folee?"
"Yeah, that's what I thought. So I delved into his personal records, Folee is his mother's maiden name."
"That's great work Ange. Now we're definitely sure it's him. Anything else of interest in his file?"
"Urmm, he was taken from his mother due to her own mental health issues. It doesn't specify but probable schizophrenia. He was in several foster homes from the age of 9, reports of abuse and neglect at several of them. Until he was placed into the care of Mr & Mrs Rodgers…. And then he was send to juvie and then transferred to the institute when his symptoms became recognisable, that's where he was diagnosed and has spend the remainder of his life."
"Thanks Ange," Booth replied solemnly as he heard about the Ryan's unfortunate life.
"No problem big guy. Bren doing okay?"
"Yeah she's as fine as possible at the moment. She just fell asleep about an hour ago thank God, she was driving my crazy with all the pacing."
"Good she needs the rest…I gotta go Hodgins is yelling, bye Booth, look after her."
"I will, bye Ange," he said replacing the handset and turning back to the TV.
"What is it?" Angela yelled as Hodgins came running into her office holding a white envelope.
"Th-is ca-me," he said breathlessly.
"What?" she said grabbing the envelope as Cam came in asking about the racket.
"This was just delivered," Hodgins, replied. "It's addressed to the team of Temperance Brennan, and it's been hand delivered. I didn't want to open it."
Angela hastily opened the envelope while both the other members watched on curiously. She pulled out a several glossy sheets of paper.
"What's it say?"
"Oh my god!" Cam said as she caught a glance at the images over Angela's shoulder. "Is that Brennan?" Angela flicked through the shots and found the same subject.
"Yeah. I-I need to ring Booth." At that she pulled out her phone and exiting the room, leaving the envelope and its contents with the two shocked occupants.
"This is serious stuff. It looks like she's been followed for a while. I'm going to speak to security. Who delivered this up here?" Cam asked the shell-shocked entomologist as she made her way to the door,
"Urm… Danny," Hodgins delayed answer came, as he was engrossed, flicking through the shots until he accidentally dropped one. While going to grab it his eyes where met by a series of words on the back which stopped him in his tracks. It read 'She'll pay!"
This one is short, but it'll do.
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Love ya, Elly