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This case⦠Every detective has that one case, which he never gives up on. The one he works on forever until the day he can say "Case Closed." This is that case. I run my hand through my hair. Look at me. It's 1 am and I'm still sitting in Homicide at my desk trying, trying to solve this case. I have to solve it. I owe it to Jane. I couldn't save her from Hoyt. I just want to be able to save her once. Just one time.
Sigh. I put my head on my desk for five minutes and next thing I know it's morning.
"Hey, Frost."
"Morning, Korsak."
"Where's Frankie?"
"He's not in yet. It's only 7 am."
"Hey guys. Sorry I'm late."
Speak of the devil.
"Alright," I announce. "We have to try and solve this case. We can't let him get Jane." I lean toward the murder board and pound my fist on it. I turn and say, "What are we missing? What little detail did we overlook?" I point to the board, "What made this guy choose these women? These specific women. And the more pressing issue, why is he targeting Jane? What did she do to piss him off?"
"I'll check anyone who may have a grudge against Jane."
"Frost, that won't exactly be a short list. My sister isn't a teddy bear. She has caught countless criminals. You factor in them, their families, and anyone else who may have been close to them and you've got a long day."
"Actually, I will cross reference them against people that our victims may have had contact with. That should narrow it down."
"Frost, I want you to check any delivery men, mailmen, cashiers, meter maids, and anything else you can think of. We have to find him." I collapse into my chair and start to look through Jane's files to find anyone who would have a specific grudge against her." Hoyt's in jail. He has no family. What about his followers or an apprentice? I have to check his visitor and call logs. I dial the number for the Souza-Baranowski Correctional Center.
"Souza-Baranowski Correctional Center. What is your business?"
"Hello, this is Sergeant Detective Vincent Korsak of the Boston Homicide Unit. I need a copy of prisoner Charles Hoyt's visitor and call logs."
"But, sir, prisoner Hoyt is in solitary."
"I don't care. Send them anyway."
"Alright, I will fax them right now. You should get them in a few minutes."
"Thank you. Goodbye."
"Have a nice day."
"OK, I'm getting Hoyt's logs from Souza-Baranowski."
"Why? Korsak, what does Hoyt have to do with this?"
"Think about it, Frost. Hoyt has always wanted to kill Jane. So he may have train another apprentice."
"But, I thought he wanted to kill her himself."
"He does. So he has an apprentice kidnap her and keep her until he can escape." I walk over to the fax machine to get the paper from Souza-Baranowski. Damnit. "Scratch the Hoyt theory. He hasn't had any visitors or callers."
"And we're back to square one," murmurs Frankie.
"Hey Korsak, it's 11 and Jane's not in yet. Where is she?"
"She went home last night. I'll go find whoever took her home last night and talk to them."
"You go do that." I get in the elevator and go to the front desk.
"Officer Jamison, do you know who took Rizzoli home last night?"
"Yes, sir. Krupkee did."
"Well where is he then?"
"He didn't come in today. I assumed he was sick."
"I want you to call his cell phone and I'm going to try and get Rizzoli on."
RING. "Hello, you have reached Captain Jane Angela Rizzoli, Boston Homicide. I can't get to the phone right now, please leave your name and number and I will try to call you back as soon as I can." I hang up.
"I couldn't get her. Did you get Krupkee?"
"No sir. He didn't answer. Went straight to voicemail."
"So did hers. Try getting him on his walkie."
"Sure." CRASH.
"What is that?"
"I don't know."
THUD.
"I have to go to Jane's apartment and see what's wrong." I run up the stairs and get Frost and Frankie to go get Jane. We drive up to her building and see her cruiser still there. A moment later, Maura drives up, too.
"Where is she? Is she ok?"
"I don't know anything yet, Doc."
"Hey Korsak, look it's Joe. Why is she out here? I'll go get her. You guys go upstairs." The three of us went to Jane's floor when we saw him. Krupkee, dead. Maura crouched down to get a pulse and shook her head.
"Oh, Janie! Look-see at what I got. Time to pay your final installment." Frost and I look at each other and draw our weapons. I kick down Jane's door and see Bobby standing over Jane with a gun aimed at her chest. BANG! I shoot him and he falls like a puppet. Wait a second. That's not Bobby. He's dead. I walk over to him to look for some ID. His wallet was next to him. I looked inside and it said Joseph Vincent Marino Jr. Bobby's brother. I turn my head toward Jane and I see her. I sharply inhale. There's two knives sticking out of her. Oh dear god. I kneel down next to her.
This chapter was shortened due to accidental overlap. Sorry! The missing part will be in the next chapter.
Fact Time!
Souza-Baranowski Correctional Center is in fact a real place.
It is the one of the two Level 6 (Maximum Security) prisons in Massachusetts. It's also called a supermax prison because this is where the "worst of the worst", like Hoyt, go.
It is located in MCI Shirley in Shirley, Massachusetts.
