Chapter 19:
"And you're absolutely sure it wasn't sold?"
Sam heard Jack's pretty rapid question when she entered his office. He was tensely listening to the answer of the person on the other end of the line and was frowning while doing it.
"Okay, that's really good. Very encouraging. And when have you been there the last time?"
He listened closely once again.
"Oh, yeah,..., I see,..., sure. And except for you and your brothers and sisters, nobody knows about it?"
Jack seemed to like the answer he received, the expression on his face got softer again.
"Yes, sure, but except for the last will and the deed of ownership, there is no other hint to it?"
What he heard next made the expression on his face get harder again.
"To which name?"
He asked quickly and Sam saw his expression get even more desperate and saw him forming a silent "God damn it!".
"Did Danny know about it?"
He asked now and the answer didn't seem to be like he had wanted it to, for now he was saying out loud what had still been silent just seconds ago.
"Damn it!"
The person on the other end of the line obviously reacted very alarmed to his outbreak. "No, no it's okay. Everything's alright. For me it only means we have to hurry. I thank you for your information, you really helped me a lot."
Without saying another word, he put down the phone, rose and looked at Sam.
"I believe I know where Danny and Andrea are."
Jack had almost pushed Sam out of his office and asked her to get Vivian and Martin. He obviously had found out something, something that needed their absolute and immediate attention. Sam called into the bureau to inform the two.
"Vivian! Martin! Jack needs to talk to us. Now!"
The two being addressed turned around abruptly and followed her order. They both seemed confused and also splenetic about Sam's address and Jack's order that was standing behind it. After all they had just distributed the working fields and tried to find some more information about Brook's accomplice. They couldn't use any distractions, unless they were helpful.
"What do you mean by I know where Danny is´ ?"
Sam asked in a calm voice after she had closed the door to Jack's office behind Vivian and Martin. Before Jack was able to answer, verbal chaos broke loose in the room.
"What does she mean?"
"You know where he is?"
"Where? Why?"
"Where did you get the information from?"
Martin and Vivian stormed at him together. Jack rose his hands allaying and shot Sam a helpless look.
"Calm down again! I'm just about to tell you."
The two silenced and sat down.
"I was talking to Danny's brother Rafael to find out if he would know a place where Danny and Andrea could be, where Andrea would feel safe. Something that lay in a timeframe before the rape and that had a connection to her corporal parents. He told me the family's house was sold. But there's another one at the Canadian border that still belongs to the family, something like a weekend house – more like a wooden barrack, than anything else. It wasn't sold after their parent's death and is only named in last will and the deed of ownership. Both documents are in Rafael's possession. He says it's the only place only the family, the administrator and the former owner know of, Andrea knows since her early childhood days and he believes she would feel safe at."
"But – that's great!"
Vivian commented, but Jack had to lessen her joy.
"There's just one problem: the house is enlisted at land registry. It stayed on the parent's name until about four years ago. Due to official orders they were wanted to overwrite it to a living relative. Has taken them some time until they realized, but finally land registry noticed the signed owners already were dead. "
Martin didn't even want to ask the next question.
"Who was it overwritten to?"
Jack kept quiet for a few more seconds.
"To Erika. And Danny didn't know about it."
"Oh, good lord."
Vivian broke forth. Sam resumed her thoughts. "Brooks knows Andrea and this guy who is helping him, knows how to search for people. He has found Andrea in that clinic; I'm a hundred percent sure he has also found the land registry enlisting. They know where the two are. They know it!"
Jack interrupted the moment of bitter awareness.
"We need to get there quickly to find them and get them out of there, before it's to late. I already required a helicopter. We should be there in about an hour or an hour and a half. Martin, you will join me. Sam, Vivian – you stay here. Try to get some more information about Brooks accomplice and keep me posted."
Nobody conflicted his orders. Jack just intensively hoped he had been quick enough. That he had received the information he had needed in time and that it wouldn't be too late when they arrived up there. To late to save Andrea... and Danny. They didn't have much time and they had a lot to lose.
"And you're absolutely sure it wasn't sold?"
Sam heard Jack's pretty rapid question when she entered his office. He was tensely listening to the answer of the person on the other end of the line and was frowning while doing it.
"Okay, that's really good. Very encouraging. And when have you been there the last time?"
He listened closely once again.
"Oh, yeah,..., I see,..., sure. And except for you and your brothers and sisters, nobody knows about it?"
Jack seemed to like the answer he received, the expression on his face got softer again.
"Yes, sure, but except for the last will and the deed of ownership, there is no other hint to it?"
What he heard next made the expression on his face get harder again.
"To which name?"
He asked quickly and Sam saw his expression get even more desperate and saw him forming a silent "God damn it!".
"Did Danny know about it?"
He asked now and the answer didn't seem to be like he had wanted it to, for now he was saying out loud what had still been silent just seconds ago.
"Damn it!"
The person on the other end of the line obviously reacted very alarmed to his outbreak. "No, no it's okay. Everything's alright. For me it only means we have to hurry. I thank you for your information, you really helped me a lot."
Without saying another word, he put down the phone, rose and looked at Sam.
"I believe I know where Danny and Andrea are."
Jack had almost pushed Sam out of his office and asked her to get Vivian and Martin. He obviously had found out something, something that needed their absolute and immediate attention. Sam called into the bureau to inform the two.
"Vivian! Martin! Jack needs to talk to us. Now!"
The two being addressed turned around abruptly and followed her order. They both seemed confused and also splenetic about Sam's address and Jack's order that was standing behind it. After all they had just distributed the working fields and tried to find some more information about Brook's accomplice. They couldn't use any distractions, unless they were helpful.
"What do you mean by I know where Danny is´ ?"
Sam asked in a calm voice after she had closed the door to Jack's office behind Vivian and Martin. Before Jack was able to answer, verbal chaos broke loose in the room.
"What does she mean?"
"You know where he is?"
"Where? Why?"
"Where did you get the information from?"
Martin and Vivian stormed at him together. Jack rose his hands allaying and shot Sam a helpless look.
"Calm down again! I'm just about to tell you."
The two silenced and sat down.
"I was talking to Danny's brother Rafael to find out if he would know a place where Danny and Andrea could be, where Andrea would feel safe. Something that lay in a timeframe before the rape and that had a connection to her corporal parents. He told me the family's house was sold. But there's another one at the Canadian border that still belongs to the family, something like a weekend house – more like a wooden barrack, than anything else. It wasn't sold after their parent's death and is only named in last will and the deed of ownership. Both documents are in Rafael's possession. He says it's the only place only the family, the administrator and the former owner know of, Andrea knows since her early childhood days and he believes she would feel safe at."
"But – that's great!"
Vivian commented, but Jack had to lessen her joy.
"There's just one problem: the house is enlisted at land registry. It stayed on the parent's name until about four years ago. Due to official orders they were wanted to overwrite it to a living relative. Has taken them some time until they realized, but finally land registry noticed the signed owners already were dead. "
Martin didn't even want to ask the next question.
"Who was it overwritten to?"
Jack kept quiet for a few more seconds.
"To Erika. And Danny didn't know about it."
"Oh, good lord."
Vivian broke forth. Sam resumed her thoughts. "Brooks knows Andrea and this guy who is helping him, knows how to search for people. He has found Andrea in that clinic; I'm a hundred percent sure he has also found the land registry enlisting. They know where the two are. They know it!"
Jack interrupted the moment of bitter awareness.
"We need to get there quickly to find them and get them out of there, before it's to late. I already required a helicopter. We should be there in about an hour or an hour and a half. Martin, you will join me. Sam, Vivian – you stay here. Try to get some more information about Brooks accomplice and keep me posted."
Nobody conflicted his orders. Jack just intensively hoped he had been quick enough. That he had received the information he had needed in time and that it wouldn't be too late when they arrived up there. To late to save Andrea... and Danny. They didn't have much time and they had a lot to lose.