Torture At It's Finest
By: Harold Finch and Grace Luvr
Chapter:11
Author's Note: Sorry it took me so long to update but I had to study for final exams and it was a lot of pressure. But now the story continues from Carter's POV like I promised.
*Ring Ring Ring *
I wake up to the sound of my cell phone ringing on my nightstand beside me. I'm thinking *Oh hell no!* It's 4:00 am on Friday morning and it's my day off. I pick up my phone and see that it's Fusco calling me. I answer more harshly than I intended but I'm grouchy at 4am.
"WHAT IS IT FUSCO!"
"Yeah well good morning to you to Carter."
"I'm sorry I'm just really tired that's all."
"It's alright. Um listen we got a crazy one this time Carter."
"Why? What happened?"
"Well there's this warehouse on the outskirts of the city and there is a black s.u.v. around back with a pair of bloody jumper cables hooked up to the engine and we tried to get an I.D. from the blood but it was a dead end. There are 3 dead bodies, all males, inside of the trunk. We I.D them as some of the most Notorious gangsters in this city. The messed up part is they were family, a father and his two sons. The dad was shot right in between his eyes, one of the sons had his neck snapped like a twig, and the other son was stabbed in the head with a dagger knife with the blade coming out the back of his head. There was a stolen motorcycle with no plates and fingerprints on the handlebars but they were untraceable. And on top of all of that the damn s.u.v. was burned to a crisp. It was major overkill and if you ask me I think we're dealing with a professional. And I bet you I know who it was."
"Oh my god Fusco, you don't think…."
"Carter it couldn't have been anyone other than Wonderboy and hell, the one being tortured could've been glasses for all we know."
"Um… ok ,Fusco give me the address and I'll be there in about 30 minutes."
"Sure the address is at 333 McCarthy lane."
"Alright I'll be there soon."
"Take your time Carter."
We said our goodbyes and I got out of bed and hopped into the shower and washed my body quickly but thoroughly. I quickly brushed my teeth, ran out to my closet and threw on some clothes, went back in the bathroom and brushed my hair and I was ready to go. Before I left I checked in on Taylor and I suddenly couldn't believe how fast he has grown up. He looks more and more like his father every day. I walked up, bent over him and gave him a kiss on his cheek. He rarely lets me do that anymore. Then I snuck out and closed his door behind me. Then I left to go to the crime scene, but I decided to get some coffee first, because I knew that as soon as Fusco called and told me what happened, that it was going to be one hell of a long day.
When I got to the crime scene it looked like a damn war zone. Then I saw Fusco and walked over to him and handed him a cup of coffee that I bought for him.
"Thanks Carter."
"Don't mention it. Did World War 3 just happen here or what?"
"Yeah tell me about it, there's blood everywhere, there still trying to pull D.N.A. from the blood on the jumper cables, it was a massacre and a goddamn shame."
"You know what? I'm going to call John and give him a piece of my mind!"
"Tell him that if he pulls another stunt like this again he'll be sorry!"
I excuse myself from Fusco and walk away to give John Resse a phone call he will never forget. I pull out my I-phone and dial John's number.
"Hello Detective Carter."
As soon as I heard his whiskey smooth voice I felt my heart melting. But I couldn't give myself away, I had to sound pissed.
"John what the hell did you do!"
"I don't know Carter what did I do?"
"Cut the bullshit out John. I know you had something to do with what happened on the outskirts of the city."
"What happened on the outskirts of the city?"
"There was a car set on fire with 3 adult males inside the trunk, there was a stolen motorcycle found at the scene of the crime with fingerprints on it, yet the prints can't be traced back to anyone. There were 2 blown up black s.u.v.s' on the side of the road about 3 miles up with 5 dead guys in each truck. Oh and how could I forget, there was a crashed 2013 black Cadillac in Times Square with blood on the steering wheel whom they also can't trace back to anyone. And witnesses say that a MAN IN A SUIT got out the backseat and helped carry an unconscious man in his 50's in a three piece suit and glasses into an alleyway nearby, along with a redheaded woman. Now did I miss anything John!?" "Oh yeah you missed the fact that I stole the motorcycle from some old biker guy. But other than that ya got it all Carter. Ya got it all."
*Oh this man is really starting to get on my nerves. I swear to god if I didn't have the hots for him he would be…. OH MY GOD did I seriously just think that. OK never mind that for now. Just finish the conversation with John. You've got this Carter. You've got this.*
"So then, what happened Mr. Smart Ass?"
"Well I was right, something was wrong. Finch had got kidnapped by this guy and his two sons. And they all worked for Root, who was the woman who had originally kidnapped Finch. Finch wasn't the only one kidnapped. Before Finch got involved in this business he was engaged to a beautiful talented redheaded woman named Grace Hendricks. They were holding Grace hostage to get information out of Finch about the…."
"About the what John?"
"Nothing."
"John we're on the same side. You can trust me."
"I do trust you Carter but I just don't know if Harold wants me to tell you yet if at all. Besides he's going through a lot of pain right now from being shot in the arm by a sniper and from having a bullet graze the left side of his face. Grace is at our hideout with him now stiching him up."
*You know what… he's a good friend for respecting Finch's privacy even if he's blocking me out*
"Really, wow. Well I respect that and I'll leave it up to Finch and you're a good friend for respecting that too John."
"Thanks Carter. I have to go get some bandages and stuff for Harold."
"Oh ok. John, what are you going to do about this Root?"
"In a couple of days I'm going to lure her out and give her what she deserves. A permanent place for her body in the ground, and a permanent place for her spirit in hell."
"Be careful John."
"Always…Joss."
*Oh my god he just said my name. He's never said my first name before. It sounds so beautiful coming from his mouth. I heard him hang up on the other line and I was left in a daze thinking about the drop- dead gorgeous John Reese.
Author's Note 2: Once again I'm really sorry this took so long, I had a lot on my mind, and I promise I'm starting chapter 12 now which will be back to normal point of view. I would really appreciate some more reviews. Thanks;)
