Chapter 10: Results
Elliot's POV
Oh my god. I don't believe this! Andrea's husband, Daniel Brown owns a house out in Chelsea! The bastard changed his name. Daniel Bowen, oh yeah, so different. "Fin!" I yell. No one answers. "Fin!" I try again.
"He went home three hours ago." John says as he walks in. What?
"How the hell can he go home, Olivia's still missing!"
"I told him to. The man needed a shower." John sniffs. "And so do you." I smell my jacket. Ok, so I either need really strong cologne, or a three week long shower. But that can wait.
"Never mind that. I found Andrea's husband." I jump up from my seat. "Call Fin tell him to meet me there."
"What you can't handle a broken man on your own?" Ok, that's it. The little vein in my temple is pulsing again. I walk up to John. He's got that annoying little smile on his face.
"Olivia's been kidnaped. There's a good chance she's dead and your making jokes? Do you care about anyone or anything?"
"Hold on!" No more talking. I deck him in the face. John goes flying over his desk. I walk out of the room before he stands up. I feel better. Calmer.
I walk out of the station house and climb into my car. I turn the ignition and pull out of my driving space. Its takes over an hour to get to Chelsea but its worth it. If I can find Daniel, then maybe, just maybe I can find Andrea.
And kill her.
Olivia's POV:
I work on Alex' chains first. She's right, she's dead weight. But if I can get her out, I can distract Andrea long enough so she can get away. Then knock her ass out, so I can get away. The plan is all figured out.
I hear a click. I feel around her ankle. The chain is off. "I think it worked." Alex said. I feel her hand on mine. "I'm free!" She giggles loudly. No, no, bad idea!
The door opens. The first thing I see is a long blade through the bright door way. Fuck.