Jane and Frankie looked through the window into the interview room where a very nervous Bradly chewed on his fingernails. The riddles had been informed by him, that he had the money ready but that he wasn't able to wire it to the named bank account. Moreover, he was instructed to state, that he wanted to know who he was dealing with, in order to make sure, that he would really get what he payed for.

It was clearly a long shot. But it was worth a try. Especially after the riddles had lately made some serious mistakes. Bradley had been surveyed all the time to make sure he wouldn't do something stupid like warning them or running away.

The riddles had written him in earlier conversations that they would make his wife disappear. And that it was all he needed to know. He just had to file a missing person's report afterwards.

Maura had come up with the idea, that they were possibly using alleged murder victims for some secret tests.

So, they had had the idea to survey Bradley s wife too and follow the abductors. but they kept Bradley in the dark about that plan. If the riddles wouldn't agree on what he had written so far, they would have another chance to find them. The second one was probably even the better one.

The talk with him had been more difficult than the last time. It was obvious that Bradley was more scared of the riddles than of the police. Therefore, they really had to watch him very closely.

Jane and Korsak were to take the first shift in an unmarked car. They followed Bradley around.

"He is a busy man." Korsak grunted as they drove from the barber's shop to the shopping center.

"Any idea what he does for a living?"

The brunette tilted her head. "He told us that he owned a car repair shop in Boston, which was confirmed by our research. But he leaves the work to his employee."

"One employee? Wow! he must make a lot of money then." Her former partner snorted.

"Yes. You get it." Jane smirked.

"If his wife dies, he gets about one million Dollars from her life insurance." Korsak informed Jane what he had found out while they were interviewing Bradley.

Jane whistled thoughtfully through her teeth. "Now that's a motive. I bet he urgently needs the money."

"Probably he was going to close down his shop then and make a new start on the Bahamas." Korsak mused.

"Well that plan is gone." Jane chuckled.

"He withdrew the money for the hitman from her bank account." Korsak chuckled too. "Mr. Bradley will be in deep trouble when she finds out."

"I wonder if he drives around to annoy us." Jane stated as they got off the car to follow their target into the shopping mall.

"Or he tries to get rid of us. So, he can have a nice little chat with the riddles."

"I really hope that he s not as stupid as that. If he tells them they will close down their website and we will lose them."

"Exactly." Korsak pointed out.

"So, we better not mess this up." Jane stated with furrowed eyebrows.

"Nope!" The older man said.

Frankie and officer Paulson took over around 6 pm. By then Jane and Korsak felt exhausted from babysitting Bradley. There was not a single minute, were they could relax or even eat something.

"Have fun!" Korsak said sarcastically to Frankie who snorted.

They both enjoyed a meal, which to Janes surprise was delicious even though she didn't like vegetables. Well, she thought to herself, I better get used to it, now that I'm going to move in with Maura.

When finished she enjoyed a long bath with the blonde to fall asleep soon after.

Maura

Maura was reading a book Jane had brought her the other day. It was another thriller. She didn't think that she would enjoy such trivial literature so much.

The healing went very well, and therefore every day she could accomplish more. She even had tried a small walk around the block this morning. Angela had asked her not to go alone. But as everybody was working and she didn't want to wait, she walked by herself. Enjoying the peace and the autumn.

The sun was shining, and the leaves hat produced a soft golden carpet on the ground. This was her favorite time of year. When sitting on a bench in the park she thought about how happy she was. Still part of the Rizzoli Clan she had a home for her heart.

Something she had never experienced until meeting them. Anger crept up her heart when she remembered how Hope, her birthmother, had reacted to her coming out and the relationship to Jane. She sighed silently. It hurt her that her birthmother couldn't accept who she was. As if being gay would change everything. Maura had read about these prejudices, had even expected to encounter them. But not from her own family. After the experience with hope, Maura was reluctant to tell her adoptive family about her relationship with Jane. Of course, she would open to them. But not now.

Jane had said that she had to wait. Maybe Hope would come around eventually. Was it true? He possibility was there. It might have shocked hope. But Maura was not sure. They hadn't had contact their fight in the hospital.

She was glad to have Jane back in her live. And to life their love story was even better after selling her house I beacon Hill she had felt, that she would never find another home like that anymore. But when leaving for Paris she hadn't wanted to keep it. She wanted a change. To leave it all behind. Now she didn't regret her decision. Buying a new home with Jane was much better. All things happen for a reason, Angela always said, and Maua agreed. Sometimes you had to give up something to get something better.

Maura thought about the future and started to organize things. Moving her stuff back from Paris wouldn't be that much of a trouble, as she didn't have much stuff there. But moving what she still had in Boston – which were most of her belongings – would be much harder.

They would meet with the realtor soon to get the keys to their new home and she couldn't wait to go shopping for furniture and a new car.

Jane filled her in on the case every evening when they settled for bed. They discussed the case before enjoying themselves. Her heart always jumped slightly when she thought about Jane. Like whenever she received a message from her during the day. Sometimes it was about the case, other times simple messages like: how are you? I'm sitting here thinking about you, I love you. Maura had never experienced a real relationship and sometimes she felt overwhelmed by the new feelings, twists and turns.

After spending some nice time in the park, she strolled home. Taking in the fresh autumn air. Live was great, she thought and smiled happy.