Bobby and Jack were just getting ready to leave the crime scene when Jack's phone rang. "Jack here." he answered. "Copier toner?" Bobby wondered what he was talking about. "Ok, thanks." Not waiting to explain, Jack pushed the buttons on his phone to connect with Lucy. "Hey Luc. I need you to check to see if these women had anyone in their office that might have contact with their copiers." There was a pause. "Right, they found toner on the body of the most recent victim. Made me wonder if maybe they had a similar repairman or something." Another pause. "Ok, get back to me. Bobby and I are on the way in."
Bobby got in Jack's car and buckled his belt. He had just started the car when Jack's phone chirped the signal he had a text. Looking at the screen, Bobby saw immediately something was wrong. "What is it mate?" Bobby looked concerned.
"It's Sue." He handed the phone to Bobby. The message on the screen made his heart stop. "911 Tara's house." He knew who it was and what it meant.
Jack was already calling for back up, his siren turned on, until he got close to the house. Bobby's heart was racing. The trip seemed to be in slow motion. He knew Jack was driving as fast as he could, but it didn't seem fast enough. Finally, her house came into view. Several cars were already there, but no one had gone in yet. They knew they had to go in quietly, not knowing what was going on. Bobby wanted to run in, bust down the door, and save the woman he loved. It seemed clear to him now when he was faced with losing her. He had loved her for a while. He had to tell her. He had to get to her.
Jack's hand on his shoulder stopped him from doing something stupid. "I know how you feel man. But we have to be careful. We don't know what is waiting for us in there."
The swat team surrounded the house. One of the men got a visual through a window. "I have a visual." they heard through the ear pieces. "One man. He has a gun, but it is laying on the bed. One female is tied to a chair on the other side of the room. She appears to be unconscious. I can't get a good look at the other female. I can see he is talking to her."
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"Look, I don't know why you are doing this, but please, let Sue go." The man spat in her face, and laughed. He then hit her again. Blood poured out of her nose. Her head ached. She tried to think. She was trained to talk people out of bad situations. If she could just remember. But she was hurting so badly. He had beaten her until there was nothing left to hit that hadn't been hit before. Suddenly he walked towards her. With one motion he ripped off her shirt. She knew where this was going, and she did the only thing she could think to do. Trying to kick him, though she was not sure she ever got her foot up, she screamed. He hit her again, and the lights went out.
Somewhere far away she heard a noise. A gun shot. Was it Sue? She tried to open her eyes, but she couldn't. There were voices. Someone was touching her. She tried to fight, but couldn't make her body move. Wait, that voice. It wasn't the voice of the man who had been beating her…who was it?
"Hey Beautiful. I am here now." Bobby? She tried to answer him, but she wasn't sure if her mouth moved or not. If only she could make her eyes open. "I'm not going to leave you Baby." His words washed over her as she fell into a deep sleep.