Setup

Kathryn finished touching up her hair as she prepared for lessons, Jase was busy throwing a football up and catching it in one hand, then the other and so forth, "Must you do that?" she asked in a teasing tone of voice.

"Sorry honey, just practicing," he threw the ball at her missing by a couple of inches, "Jason that's not funny, now help me button up this dress," bounding over he started to hook up her dress but halfway through there was a firm rapping on the door.

"For god's sake Annie's always early I swear one of these days I'm going to…" opening the door she stalled seeing two men with suits standing in front of her, "sorry I'm not buying anything today but if you try down the h…"

"Ma'm I'm Chief Inspector Davis and this is Officer Hawkins, is there a Jason Matthews staying here?" Kathryn was about to say no when an arm grabbed the door pulling it open.

"Jase…"

"It's okay Kathryn," he smiled, "Freddy I thought we were on first name terms by now," the Inspector didn't look impressed, "so what are you going to raid here for, even if I was dealing drugs I wouldn't keep it in my cousins apartment and besides…"

"Jason Matthews I'm arresting you on suspicion of the rape and assault of one Eliza Wiltshire," Jase had been protesting while his arms were being twisted behind his back that is until he heard what the Inspector said.

"What? Eliza's been raped? When? How?"

"I'm afraid I'm not at liberty to discuss that," Kathryn caught Jases eye as he was dragged out and she felt at that moment as if he knew that it was her doing.

"I'll be right back," he mouthed his face dead serious as they disappeared around the corner.

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Four hours later Jase stepped out of the interrogation room and made his way straight to the hospital, even though Eliza had told them that it wasn't him they still suspected that she was too afraid to talk just in case he threatened her life. But since he hadn't admitted anything and had an alibi in Kathryn they couldn't hold him, besides he hadn't even done anything. "Eliza Wiltshire," the receptionist tapped it up on the screen.

"I'm sorry but only family are allowed to see her," she replied.

"I'm her brother, Jase Wiltshire," the receptionist eyed him suspiciously but in the end since he and Eliza both had dark hair she decided to let him in.

"It's just down the hall, second on the right," nodding Jase moved down the hall quickly before finally turning into the private room.

As soon as he saw her he covered his mouth to stop from yelling and turned away, "Oh shit," he whispered, her face was covered in ugly purple bruises and cuts across her cheeks and forehead.

She must have heard him because she looked up her eyes teary, "Jase?" dropping to his knees he hugged her as she sobbed into his shoulder.

"Who did this?" he asked his voice trembling in rage.

"He…he said his name was…was…"

"Was what…what's his name Eliza," she started to cry again as he held her tightly, "Shh it's ok, tell me his name and I swear I'll make him pay. I'll do this last thing for you Eliza so please…if you know tell me," he was almost begging.

Eliza sucked up her breath in one shaky voice she whispered, "…Michael…he said his name was Michael Thompson."

To Be Continued

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