Ric had come back to see Emily a few times over the next few days and each
time he would visit, he had a few choice words for Zander. Ric was become
relentless about catching the assailant who tried to harm Zander's family, and
Zander stood reluctant to tell Ric anything. Zander was pushing Ric to the point
of arresting him for obstruction on top of a murder charge for Sal and Miguel
Morales. Ric sat behind his desk and looked over the evidence in both cases, hoping to
find a common line other then Zander. He didn't find any, unfortunately. Ric
sighed deeply because he knew what he had to do, even though he didn't want to,
Zander had pushed him to the point of choosing his job or his brother, and Ric
couldn't cover for him any more. It was time Ric did his job. Ric got up from his seat with purpose and grabbed his suit jacket. As he walked
down through the squad room he grabbed a few officers to take with him to serve
the papers for arrest. He wanted to wait until Emily was out of the hospital and
out of danger of losing the baby, but he couldn't wait any longer. If Zander
wasn't going to tell him who was after him, Ric would take charge and make
Zander tell him. Ric and the officers obvious stop was at the hospital. Zander was more then
likely with Emily, he had been by her side every day, what would make this day
any different. Ric rapped on the hospital door and waited to enter till he heard
Emily's voice from inside and invited him in. She not too concerned to see Ric
until she noticed the officers who followed him in. "I take it your looking for Zander?" she said when she saw the officers who
stood in the doorway. "Yeah I am, has he been here today?" Ric replied as he looked around the room
for evidence of Zander being there with her. "He was here earlier. He left a little while ago." "I guess you're not going to tell me where he went, huh?" Ric asked knowing
Emily too well. "Sorry, Ric. I don't know where he went, he didn't say. Can I ask what you want
him for this time?" "I'd like to get some straight answers from him for a change." Ric replied
before leaving Emily's room heading to the warehouse, perhaps Zander had some
business to tend to. Ric and the officers left the hospital empty handed and headed to one of
Zander's warehouses down on the docks. If not with Emily, Zander would be
conducting business, Ric had only hoped that this time, Zander was amidst
paperwork and not business associates. The unmarked police cars pulled up at the warehouse on Pier 51, two limos were
parked out front. One limo Ric figured was Zander's, the other .... anyone's
guess. Ric and the officers proceeded with caution, not knowing what they might
find inside. The officer's guns drawn, ready for the unexpected. The door ajar, Ric pushed it open with his hand and peered inside into the empty
warehouse. It dimly lit, though there was light in the office towards the back
of the large empty space. Ric and the officers cautiously moved within the
warehouse, alert for any sudden movements in the shadows. There were large wooden crates scattered about the warehouse, a closer look
would tell Ric that Zander was obviously doing business with someone who would
take the shipments off his hands. By just walking through the warehouse, Ric
would have enough evidence to put his brother away for a very long time. But
that wasn't what he was there for, it wasn't what the arrest warrant was
intended for, so he had to be blind to the fact that there were crates of
illegal product staring him in the face. "Zander! It's Ric, are you here?" Ric shouted as he and the officers walked
towards the office. Some scurrying noises could be heard from the back of the warehouse and Ric
ordered the officers to go check it out, leaving him alone looking for Zander.
Ric opened up the office door slowly, hoping to find Zander at his desk. He was
disappointed to find no one there, but a pile of paperwork. Though tempted to
see what the pile contained, he kept focus on the task at hand, finding Zander.
As Ric closed the office door, he could hear a car engine roar outside the
warehouse. He rushed to the door, only to catch a glimpse of the taillights of
one of the limos as it sped away down the alley. "Dammit!" he scolded as the other officers came running to assist him. "What do you want to do know, sir?" one of the officers spoke up as they watched
the dust fly in the air from the limo. "What I want is Zander! And I will bet you anything he was in that damn car!"
Ric replied frustrated that his brother was one step ahead of him. "I want an
APB out on Zander and all of his vehicles, including the jet! I want him in
custody within 24 hours! He has some explaining to do!" Ric barked at the
officers who then scattered back to the cars to get started on catching the
suspect. As Ric stood in front of the warehouse, the cell phone in his pocket began
ringing. He reached in and flipped it open to answer it. "Lansing." Ric answered. "I'm sorry Ric I had to do that." the voice replied, Ric knowing it was Zander
on the other end. "Where the hell are you?!" Ric demanded to know. "I can't tell you, I'm sorry Ric but I'm doing this my own way." "Zander! I can't let you do that! ..." Ric's words drifted off when he heard he
was talking to dead space. Zander had hung up on him. "Dammit, Zander!" he scolded to the cell phone as he felt the urge to throw it
out of anger and frustration. Ric, heavy footed strutted over to the unmarked police car and ordered for other
units to get down to the warehouse and confiscate everything inside, including
the shipments and the files. He wanted everything. While Zander was playing by
his rules, Ric was going to be playing his.
