Wow! It's been a LONG time since I posted on this story. Sorry everyone; I hit a little bit of writer's block and then forgot about it!
I liked the real show episodes much better than mine. But since I started this story, it would be nice to finish it.
Chapter 11:
"Elise Burch, I'm Detective Kate Beckett and this is Rick Castle." Beckett strode into the room. "Do you know why you are here?"
"The officer said it had something to do with Steven Mitchum."
"Are you aware he died earlier this week?"
She shrugged. "I watch the news, read the paper, yeah I know."
"We are trying to discover his movements leading up to his death and your name was in his day planner."
"It was?" Elise looked at each of her questioners. "We dated for a while, so I guess so."
"So you didn't see him the day before his death?"
"Yes, I saw him."
"We heard he was depressed over a break up and we wondered if that was you."
"It wasn't an exclusive relationship."
Beckett noticed that her response didn't answer the question. "What do you mean it wasn't exclusive?"
"Exactly what it sounds like: I dated others and he did too."
"Do you know who?"
She laughed. "It might not be exclusive but that doesn't mean I want to know all his girls! The same way he doesn't know who I saw."
"I need to ask you where you were the night he was killed."
She snorted. "You really have to ask that?"
"Yes."
"I was with Carl Michum."
Castle's mouth dropped open, "You are sleeping with Steven's brother!"
"Did Steven know?" Beckett asked.
Elise shrugged. "I don't think so."
"Then why did he break up with you?"
"We were still together." She told them. Beckett hesitated.
"Then why did he talk about you in the past tense?"
That made Elise pause. "We had a spat, but I didn't think it was anything major. I would have met him next time he called."
"Ok, so the most recent girlfriend was a bust." Castle slouched into the chair.
"Maybe not, all we have is her word that Steven was seeing others and where on earth are these other if he had to call Jenny to get a date the next day?"
"So she's lying!" His eyes lit up.
"Maybe, maybe not. Don't look so happy Castle." Beckett turned the pages in her notebook.
"Yo, are we going to dig deeper? Esposito and Karpowski joined them.
"I'm not sure. Karpowski keep digging into the girl's history—focus on this current girlfriend—maybe we'll hit pay dirt."
She nodded and headed to her desk.
"Hey and run Elise through the system for gun permits and priors." Beckett added to the other detective before turning to her team, "Esposito, I was going over my notes last night and when we were at the scene the beat cops said it was drug hangout, maybe we need to visit that scenario."
"But that doesn't explain how the killer got so close to him to shoot him without defensive wounds."
"Just because there aren't any obvious marks doesn't mean he didn't try. People get surprised and science isn't perfect."
"Didn't Jenny say he had been drinking?" Castle asked.
"Yeah,"
"So maybe he didn't see it coming." Castle reasoned.
"But why kill him? Did he see something he shouldn't have? And what about this client's accusation, the construction swindle…" Beckett groaned.
"Wait a minute," Castle jumped up. "His brother, Carl, what does he do?"
Beckett looked confused.
"When we did the notification, there was a truck in his driveway with a lot of wood in it—is he in construction?"
Beckett's eyes widened. She turned to her computer.
