Chapter 25
"Cavanaugh. Korsak. We've got a possible suspect in HQ. A Stacie McMaan. Not confirmed, but highly likely she's our perp. Get muscle down to the morgue. She was planning a visit today. We're on our way." Korsak and Jane were running out of South Station at this point. Jane jumped the bomb barrier and hopped over the hood of a police car.
"Gimme the damn keys, officer. That's an order!"
Jane and Korsak jumped into the first police vehicle and Jane threw back the stick and floored it, flashing reds and blues. Frost and Frankie screamed right behind in Jane's car. Two motorcycles took the lead and diverted traffic as the entourage of black and whites flew down the city to the precinct. In five minutes they were in the building, Jane taking point.
Jane, Frost and Frankie flew down the stairs and into the morgue only to see Cavanaugh and half a dozen other uniforms standing there empty handed. Jane looked around furiously and walked into the room. "Cavanaugh."
"Not here, not on any floor. She's gone. But we found this." Cavanaugh held up Maura's cell phone. Jane ran to Maura's office and opened up her file cabinet and stared at Maura's Birkin purse, tucked in its usual spot. Jane knew Maura never went anywhere without either and her heart sank. Jane holstered her gun and leaned against a counter for support. She felt dizzy. Acid in her throat. Jane could only count on one hand the times in her life where she felt this kind of fear.