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Chapter 20:
"Goddamit!" Korsak shouted as the line dropped dead. Cavanaugh grabbed his radio as they rushed out of the office.
"This is Lieutenant Cavanaugh! I need all units to this warehouse in South Boston, right now! ASAP!" Cavanaugh shouted into the radio. "Vince, Frost, you two take Frost's car. I'll follow in mine." He said as they reached the carpark. A split second later and they were racing down the streets, sirens blaring. As Cavanaugh turned a corner his phone rang. He cursed and answered it, putting it on speaker while trying to drive the car at the same time.
"What is it?" He yelled, all diplomacy gone.
"Sir, you need to hurry up and get to the warehouse. There's been an explosion and it's unclear whether the occupants survived or not." Cavanaugh cursed again and sped up, if that was possible.
"Get CSU and the bomb squad there ASAP, if they're not there already, as well as every available detective and officer! We need all hands on deck for this one, no one is to sit on their asses when there is work to be done and good cops to be found! Is that clear?" Cavanaugh barked.
"Yes, sir." Was the reply. Cavanaugh reached for his radio and switched the channel to Frost's.
"Frost, Korsak, the situation just got more serious. There's been an explosion at the warehouse and so far no survivors have been found. Get there quickly!" Cavanaugh said and placed the radio back in its holder and sped the car up to as fast as it could.
Frost risked a quick glance at Korsak and saw that he was thinking the same thing. He stepped on the gas.
When they arrived at the warehouse Frost and Korsak jumped out of the car and ran over to Frankie, who was being treated by an EMT in the back of the EMT van.
"Frankie! What happened? Are you ok?" Korsak asked, trying to be as gentle as possible. Frankie looked up at them and it was evident that he had been crying.
"He has a mild concussion and some nasty bruising on his left side from when he landed after being thrown by the shockwave, but otherwise he's ok. You were very lucky." The EMT said and walked off to give them some privacy. Frost and Korsak were relieved. Frankie, however, looked like he couldn't give a damn.
"I got here. I…I watched h-h-him take Jane in. I-I called you guys to fill…to fill you in. When I hung up, I got…I got out of the car to follow, but he…he had already taken Jane in." Frankie said and started to weep, not caring that he was breaking down in front of the other guys. His sister, who had been there for him his whole life was now most likely dead and he could have done something about it.
"Frankie, it's going to be ok. It's not your fault and nobody blames you. Jane's not dead. She's stronger than that. She wouldn't let that scumbag bring her down so easily." Frost said, trying to comfort his friend. Frankie nodded and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand.
"I know. But it's just…if she is…then what I am supposed to do? What's going to happen? I failed her. I failed to protect her." Frankie buried his head in his hands. Korsak and Frost glanced at each other and Frost sat down next to him, muttering words of encouragement and comfort to Frankie while Korsak went over to where the warehouse had once stood.
"We have to find them." He said as he joined Cavanaugh.
"I know, Vince. Jane is a damn good cop and one of the best people I know, along with Dr Isles. I want them found and returned safely as much as you do." He replied. Before either of them could say anything else, they heard a shout from across the ruins of the warehouse. Korsak and Cavanaugh raced over to the officer who had called them, soon joined by Frost and Frankie.
"What is it? What did you find?" Cavanaugh queried. The officer, wearing latex gloves, held out a note in his palm for them to read.
The hunted is now the hunter. As the prey falls, so does their nest.
"What the fuck does that mean?" Frankie yelled and felt an urge to punch something. He was frustrated with this whole thing and angry because Hoyt had gotten away, again. The others were feeling the same as Frankie, but managed to keep it together for his, Jane's and Maura's sakes. Korsak patted his back like only a father figure would and look the young man in the eyes.
"We'll find them Frankie. We'll catch Hoyt and Zach before it's too late. We'll figure out this note and we'll bring this case to a close, once and for all." Korsak said, also unable to keep some of his frustration from leaking out. Frankie gazed at him for a minute and nodded, then tried to bring himself together. He had to stay strong for Jane, Maura and his family.
Jane started to wake up. The first thing she noticed was that she had a massive headache. She kept her eyes closed as she woke up fully and tried to control the pain in her head. After a few moments she opened her eyes, squinting a little at first at the bright light. She attempted to bring her hand up to block the light only to find that she couldn't. Jane looked down and for the first time noticed that she was bound to a chair nailed to the floor with duct tape and rope. She started to panic. Come on, think Rizzoli. What's the last thing you remember? The memory came back to her in a rush, causing her to grimace at her own stupidity. The lab. Zach asking for her help before knocking her out. How had she not noticed the signs? Looking back Jane could now clearly see all the tiny little things she had failed to notice, pre-occupied as she was at the time. The slight anxiety in Zach's eyes. The evil glint in his smile as she agreed to help him. But most of all, Jane was angry with herself because she had failed to listen to her gut. I don't listen to my intestines Jane. Jane smiled despite her circumstance as Maura's voice came into her head, but it did little to dispel her feelings.
With Jane's eyes now adjusted to the light, she looked around as best she could and took in her surroundings. She noticed that she wasn't alone. As she took in the person in front of her she recognised Maura immediately and gasped.
"Oh my god, Maura. No." Jane whispered. Maura was bound to a chair nailed to the floor, just like Jane, about ten metres away. On the side of the unconscious ME's neck was a small, clean cut that was obviously recent. Jane managed to hold back the tears threatening to spill as she feared the worst, even though logic was telling her that the placement of the cut meant no major arteries or veins in the neck had been punctured.
"Maura. Maur, can you hear me?" Jane asked, not really expecting an answer but trying to reassure herself that Maura was alive and so far ok, apart from that cut.
"Jane. Is that you?" Jane barely heard Maura say. She looked up to see intense hazel eyes staring into her own.
"It's ok Maura. I'm here. I'll get us out of this. Frost and Korsak will find us anyway." Jane said softly. Maura nodded and dropped her head onto her chest from exhaustion as the drugs were still wearing off. Jane's mind raced as she looked around desperately for something to help her escape, but to no avail. She then tried to move her wrists and ankles around in the bonds, trying to loosen them, but the duct tape and rope was tight and she wasn't getting out of them without a sharp object or external help. Sighing Jane leant her head back and took deep breaths, trying to calm her frantic mind so she could think logically and rationally.
"Jane?" Maura said. Jane looked at her, seeing the fogginess in her eyes had gone and that she looked more alert and awake. The drugs have worn off. Finally. Jane thought. As they gazed at each other some kind of mutual understanding passed between them. Jane also saw a question in Maura's eyes, one that she had been asking herself.
"I don't know where we are Maura." Jane said and she could see Maura's despair in her eyes, reflecting her own. They both tensed as they heard a door slam, and Hoyt walked in, followed by Zachary.
"Jane. Long time no see, don't you think?" Hoyt grinned as he walked over to her and put his head close to her neck, breathing in her scent. Jane squirmed.
"Mmmm. Smells like lavender. My favourite." Hoyt whispered into her ear and pulled back, brandishing a scalpel. Jane flinched slightly at the site of the scalpel and risked a glance at Maura. Both women had fear in their eyes and were scared for each other.
"Zach, pass me the taser, would you?" Hoyt asked, never taking his eyes off Jane. Jane was becoming increasingly desperate. She was also so scared and was more afraid than she had ever been. I have to get us out of here somehow. If not for myself, then for Maura. I have to protect her. Jane thought, even as Hoyt came towards her with the taser after switching weapons with Zach. Jane's eyes grew wide and she decided to take her chances with Zachary.
"Zach, why are you doing this? He's a monster. Why would you help him?" Jane asked. Zach just shrugged, not answering. Jane was about to say something else to prod him more when she turned her attention back to Hoyt, suddenly noticing his proximity as he blocked out Jane's view of Maura. Hoyt held up the taser and charged it.
"You ready for a little warmup Jane? This will only hurt a bit, I promise." He said and grinned at the fear in Jane's eyes. Hoyt grabbed a pair of scissors from Zach and cut off the left sleeve of Jane's top, exposing her shoulder and bra strap, which Hoyt swiftly moved just off the shoulder. Jane heard Maura shouting from behind Hoyt for him to stop, to hurt her instead, but Hoyt ignored it and put the taser against her shoulder. Jane yelled in pain as the taser sent jolts of electrical energy through her, causing Jane's body to spasm in the chair. Jane barely noticed when the taser was finally pulled away, closing her eyes to try to steady her heartbeat and take deep breaths against the pain. When she eventually opened her eyes again Maura was crying and Hoyt was grinning wickedly.
"That's just the beginning, Jane." Hoyt said. "Now, what to do about you Dr Isles?" Hoyt rhetorically asked, turning to face Maura. Jane paled. Hoyt was going to hurt Maura to cause more fear and psychological trauma in Jane.
"Don't you hurt her!" Jane shouted. Hoyt turned to face her again.
"What are you going to do, Jane? Arrest me? Cut me up like the good Dr here does to her bodies? Torture me, hurt me the way I've hurt you? Well, I'll let you in on a little secret Jane." Hoyt paused as he moved in close to Jane once again. "I don't have family and friends like you do. I don't have anything to lose, only something to gain. And best of all, I don't feel pain." Hoyt said and laughed, walking back to Maura. Jane sat there stunned, unsure to what to do or think, shocked by his reponse. It was only when she heard Maura's cries that she refocused on what was happening, but what she saw made her push against her restraints and she yelled in frustration.
"Maura! Maura, it's going to be ok! We'll get out of here, I promise!" Jane shouted as tears ran down her cheeks. Hoyt was bending over Maura from behind, holding the scalpel with one hand against her neck while the other hand slowly traced the outline of her breasts.
"It's time to say goodbye, Jane." Hoyt sneered.