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Chapter 12

Olivia's Point of View

There was silence as we waited for who ever was on the other end of the call to speak. After what felt like an eternity a man could be heard clearing his throat.

"Take me off speaker." He stated.

Scarlett looked around the room for what to do or say next. Before I could react Erin took the phone from her and put it to her ear. She silently clicked it off speaker.

"What do you want?" She asked.

"Yeah well you can't talk to her without me listening, so whatever you have to say tell me." She said down the phone.

Anger flashed across Erin's face as she tossed the phone down in frustration.

"What did he say?" I pressed.

"He said he talks to Scarlett or Nadia dies." Erin sighed.

I could see her eyes begin to fill up as she wiped her cheeks. This was clearly incredibly hard for her. A psycho was effectively making her choose between a close friend and her daughter.

"Then why didn't you let me talk to him?" Scarlett complained.

"Because he is psycho, and playing a game one you will not be involved in." Erin told her.

I was impressed, that was the exact answer I would have given myself.

"But he said…" Scarlett went to argue.

"Killers tell lies Scarlett. Why don't you go into Voight's office, get some rest?" I suggested only just noticing the cut on her head.

Scarlett sighed loudly and dramatically stormed off and slammed the door behind her.

"Well that takes me back." Voight commented.


Hours passed and we had finally got a break. The only problem was it lead to my city. Within an hour I found myself on a plane with the Chicago Intelligence Unit were we all prayed we would find Nadia alive.

"Anything?" I asked Carisi.

"Got an address." He informed me.

Turning on our heels we went to leave the station.

"You stay here." I instructed Scarlett who was beginning to follow us.

"Fine." She huffed not daring to argue.


Scarlett's Point of View

I was in my mom's office back in New York when my phone once again rang with an unknown caller. I hesitated at first but finally got up the courage to answer the call.

"Yates?" I answered.

"Smart girl, I say you take that of your mother or should I say mother's." Yates mocked.

"What do you want?" I hissed.

"I want…..I want you to meet me Scarlett." He replied.

I felt my mouth go dry as Yates continued.

"I want you to meet me so Nadia can live. You meet me and I let her go does that sound like a fair deal?" Yates asked.

"H-H-H-How do I know you aren't lying?" I whispered.

There was silence before I received a text. Taking my phone from my ear I saw it was from Yates. Hitting open I was horrified to see Nadia tied up and lying in what looked like a car.

"You could have saved her, but you chose to run. Do the right thing this time Scarlett it is the least you could do." Yates said.

"W-W-W-Where?" I stuttered.

"Leave the station and don't contact anyone. I will text you the address in an hour." He instructed.

"How do I know you wont kill Nadia before I come to you?" I questioned.

"You don't….But are you willing to take the risk?" Yates replied before ending the call.

I wasn't so I got up and headed for the door.

"Wow where are you going?" A uniform I didn't recognise asked.

"What's it to you?" I snapped.

"Your mom told me to watch you." He replied.

"I'm not a little kid and I live in this city. I'm going home because I am bored here and have shit to do. Feel free to try and stop me but it won't end well for you." I said.

"Whatever I didn't sign up for babysitting bratty teenagers." The uniform said before walking off.

"New York's finest." I mumbled to myself before leaving the station.


Olivia's Point of View

"What the hell did Yates do with Nadia? I mean he has taken the time to kill more people. Does that mean she is dead? Are we too late? Where is he now? How has nobody seen this man abduct woman?" Erin yelled in frustration.

We were on our way back to the car from the latest crime scene. Yates had added two more victims to his wrap sheet.

"No this doesn't mean we are too late, it just means things are more complicated." I tried to assure her.

"Erin we will get him." Voight chipped in.

"How do you know that? For all you know Nadia is already dead and it will be on me." Erin cried.

Voight reached over and put his hands on Erin's shoulders.

"Kid this isn't on you, none of this is on you. I should have fought to keep him in our custody, we had him and I allowed him to leave my station. This is on me not you ok?" He told her.

"Hank you and I both know that wasn't your fault….You had to let him go…." Erin trailed off.

"We will get him, for both Chicago and New York we will get this man and lock him up for good." I said.

Both nodded in response as we got in the car and headed back to the station closely followed but the rest of our squad.


Arriving back at the station and I immediately noticed the absence of my daughter as did Erin.

"Where is my daughter? I questioned the uniform I asked to watch her.

"Said she had shit to do and that I would regret not letting her leave." He said as he took a mouthful of coffee.

"So what you just let her leave?" I snapped.

"She is a teenager what was I supposed to do?" He argued.

"That's right she is a teenager, a teenage girl. What did you think she could do to make you regret it? Beat you up? Pull your hair?" Erin hissed as she joined me.

"I had no reason to stop her!" The uniform snapped.

"I asked you to watch her for a reason, there is a killer potentially targeting her!" I explained.

"You didn't tell me that!" The uniform yelled.

"Because I didn't want her to worry or panic. Not to mention I didn't want half the station gossiping or putting her life at risk by going after this man without my permission." I replied, trying to remain calm.

"How long ago did she leave?" Erin pressed.

The uniform had gone bright red and seemed to be regretting his decision now. He began to stutter and both Erin and myself were becoming impatient.

"How long?" Erin yelled.

"A-A-A-An hour m-m-m-maybe…..I'm sorry…" He whispered.

Erin nodded and raced off to inform the squad that things had just gotten more serious….

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