Chapter Ten

A/N Chapter Nine should have answered a few questions. This chapter should answer even more. We are getting close to the end, but we still have our trip to Tunica coming up. Also, Frost deserves to get in on the ass kicking, so more action, more drama and more, well just more coming. Thanks for staying with me. I can't say it enough, I DO appreciate you reading and reviewing.

Jane watched Gina open the passenger door for Maura and felt her insides tighten. She heard Korsak speaking, but her brain was fixed on the conversation she couldn't hear. A large hand clapped her shoulder and drew her attention back to the job. "This is not the time for uncertainty of any kind. We are chasing a cop killer. We gotta use our heads, the only way we catch her is to stay calm and out think her." Seeing understanding she blinked rapidly and nodded. "Jane, Maura loves you. Don't doubt that, ever."

"Jealousy really is a monster." She mumbled blushing. "Sorry, I keep letting you down. Won't happen again. Let's go catch a killer."

He squeezed her shoulder again and grinned. "You've never let me down. You put too much on yourself. The great Jane Rizzoli is only human. A damn good cop, but human. And yeah, let's take her down!"

"Dr. Isles,"

"Maura, please."

"Maura", Gina said waiting until her passenger was buckled securely. "Forgive me if I'm too blunt. My co-workers tell me I have the subtlety of a tank."

Either she was going to ask if she and Jane were dating, or she was going to ask about dating Jane. Maura fought the jealously clawing through her heart and gave Gina a brave smile. "It's a good thing we're riding together. I've been told I'm less than tactful at times."

"Are you and Detective Rizzoli together?" Gina blushed, but continued in a strong voice. "It's just that homicide detectives and doctors don't usually travel around the country investigating a case."

Maura gave a genuine smile of pleasure and praised. "Jane's prayer worked." When Gina shot a questioning look, Maura explained. "The local authorities were less than enthusiastic about sending someone to help. Seems we hit the jackpot with you. To answer your question; Jane and I have been friends for years, our relationship only recently became...romantic."

"Sheriff and Benton PD didn't want any part of this little treasure hunt then?" Gina guessed shrewdly. "I don't know exactly why you need Alexander, but I can tell you this trip is a waste of time. She only comes here if she's between girlfriends, or has pissed someone off and needs to let things cool down." Gina drove confidently and expertly on the narrow roads filled with pick up trucks and the occasional farm implement. "All she talked about in high school was getting out of this hick town. She got her degree in finance and went to New York, 6 months later she had to come home because she almost beat a young actress to death. Her Daddy was able to buy off the actress and charges were never filed. The next year she landed in Hollywood and was actually arrested, but the family lawyer stepped in and she was brought crawling home to let things settle. If you want to find her, go to Tunica. She's part owner of a casino there. Stays in a penthouse suite and has her pick of pretty young things to play with."

"Have all her crimes been against women?" Maura asked twirling her ring.

"Gina took her eyes off the road long enough to pin Maura with an appraising look. "What kind of doctor are you, Maura?"

"I'm a Forensic Pathologist, but I do have several degrees, one in human behavior. Is that a yes to my question?" Maura met Gina's look with one of her own.

"How do you tie in with Alexander?" Gina made a right turn. "We're about five minutes away."

"Jane and I were at a conference in Nashville, I was kidnapped and tortured." Her skin flushed then broke out in chill bumps having to voice the horror out loud. "She also murdered one of her accomplices and a Nashville detective."

Gina pulled the cruiser into the Ken Oaks drive and parked outside the office. "If she's in Kentucky, you have my word she will be picked up."

Maura closed her hand over the handle but found it opening and Gina standing with her hand extended. "I'd be chasing her all over the country too, If I were Jane." Gina tipped her flat brimmed hat and placed her hand on the small of Maura's back guiding her toward the office door.

Ripples of pleasure radiated from the warm touch. She gave herself an internal shake and wondered if she was genuinely only attracted to law enforcement officers, or only female law enforcement officers? Maura vowed to keep this tiny bit of information from Jane.

Less than an hour later, they were back on the Smyhe jet and headed for Memphis. Korsak had fallen in love with the area and vowed to move once he retired. Jane was frustration personified. She could barely refrain from gnashing her teeth. Most of all, she wanted to challenge Trooper George to a wrestling match. Winner takes Maura. The happy glow on Maura's face had to have come from being with Gina because they didn't have Alexander in custody or a body bag.

"Gina, trooper George, was a wealth of information." Maura bubbled. She had sincerely enjoyed touring the resort with Gina.

Jane snorted and had to bite her lip to keep from making a rude comment. "That doesn't get us any closer to taking this psycho down." she growled palming her face.

"Actually, it does." Maura gloated. "Gina said Angie always follows a set pattern. I feel confident that we were incorrect about the 6 murders in Boston."

"We caught Green at the warehouse removing a body from a hook in the ceiling." Jane snapped.

"She was probably cleaning up after Angie."

"So you think, Paula was the girlfriend and was trying to protect Alexander by getting rid of the bodies." Korsak supplied.

"Exactly. Jane and Frost killing Paula triggered something rare in Angie. She had an honest feeling of rage. They took someone precious from her, so she.."

"Tried to take you from me." Jane finished. "What about the other Green, the twin?"

"Angie used her and disposed of her as well. She had Pamela steal the drugs from the base. Once she had the drugs, Pamela was a threat. In order to protect herself, Alexander murdered her. She mutilated the body to make positive identification difficult. Only someone who knew both twins extremely well would know the difference."

Silence filled the small jet as all three pondered the monster they were chasing. Needing contact, Jane reached for Maura's hand. Korsak gave them both a wink and closed his eyes pretending to nap. Maura scooted against the arm of the seat and lay her head on Jane's shoulder. "Tell me we are all going to survive this?"

Jane pulled Maura as close as the seats would allow. She kissed the top of Maura's head. "We are going to survive this, Maura. I'll personally escort that bitch to hell and introduce her to Satan and then come back to you."

"If you don't, I'll come for you." Maura promised lifting her head for Jane's possessive kiss. "I love you Jane Rizzoli."

Jane savored the taste and feel of Maura until they were forced to stop for air. She cradled Maura's face in her hands and vowed. "And I love you Maura Isles. We are going to make it through this. Frost, Emily and Gina's friend from the TSP are all waiting to join the hunt. So, tell us about this pattern Gina revealed to you."

Angie dialed the number a fourth time. Why wasn't Andrea answering? She had spoken with the pilot and the jet had landed as scheduled. The car had picked her up and...Ice shattered her veins. With shaking fingers, she dialed a number she hadn't called in months. "Good morning, has Andrea arrived yet?" She listened in horror as the nurse told her about the arrival of the police and the murders of her beloved Andrea and the rookie cop. She hurled the phone across the room howling in rage as it shattered. Soon that's what she would do to the meddling threesome from Boston.

"I'll kill that fucking bitch and her whore lover and string their guts across the front of the Boston Police Department!" Flecks of spittle flew in all directions as Angie whirled hands tearing at her hair. Twice, that Boston cop had killed someone she loved. At least her whore wouldn't be cutting Andrea into little pieces. "Those two have each other. Why can't I have love? I'll hold that bitch detective's heart in my hands and her knife happy cunt lover will watch me eat it!"

Minutes later tears still streaming down her face, Angie called her contact in the Boston PD. It was always nice to be able to help someone who was struggling financially. Being helpful made her feel good. Of course, she couldn't be held accountable if officer Billows became addicted to Oxycontin. She dialed his private number and received another shock. Billows was under investigation by IAD and was on undetermined leave. "Another fucking loose end, I have to tie." She sent a text message and let out a long breath. By the end of the day, Officer Billows would meet an unfortunate accident.

Thinking she needed some time away, time to relax, she packed for a trip to her favorite place on earth. She called to alert the staff to have her private cabin ready. For the second time, she had her world ripped from under her. "What? Boston Police looking for me? Did they leave a name and number?"

"Jane Fucking Rizzoli!" Angie snapped her nerves jangling and her brain on overload. "Think Angie, calm down and think. You've been in trouble before..."And her Daddy had always been there to save her. After her beloved Father died, his lawyer and friend had cleaned up the Hollywood mess. Now that a heart attack had taken Reynolds from her too, she was alone. Paula was gone. Andrea was gone. Her Daddy was gone. Reynolds was gone. She still had one ally one her side. "Sheriff, trouble is coming." she snapped once he had taken her call.

"This aint a good time to bring your shit here." Sheriff Lester Long snapped back. "You beatin' them rednecks up a bit ago still aint died down yet. Don't you understand, I can't cover for you again this soon."

Angie held her temper by a thread. "Because you have an election coming up Sheriff? Do you remember who bought this election for you? I need your help and by God you will give it to me. You don't want your voters to learn the truth about your private activities do you Sheriff?"

"Listen you dyke bitch!"

"Name calling is so beneath you Sheriff. Tell me, " Angie purred, "What do you think your voters would think of your activities with those young men in your basement? For that matter, what would your wife think? I mean, who would ever guess that a sheriff would pick up young men and take them to his basement for torture and sex?"

She was bluffing. The bitch had no proof. So she had seen him pick up a young man or two on the street and drive back to his house. That wasn't a crime. "You have no proof." He snarled.

"Check your email Sheriff, then call me back." Angie surfed through the dozens of videos Willie Dennis had made before his untimely death. Too bad he had fucked up, he did excellent work. She selected one showing the sheriff inserting dirty needles into the penis of a young boy no more than fourteen before having the boy perform oral sex. "I hope you like the show Sheriff, I know the local news will love it!"