Chapter Six - Where Do We Go From Here?
F.B.I. Headquarters, Missing Persons Division - Thirty Five Hours Missing
"You went to her house?" Jack demanded in a tone of voice that told Danny that he didn't really want an answer to that question. "Without any backup?"
"At five o'clock in the morning?" Vivian asked, her tone a bit gentler than Jack's. But not much.
But Jack wasn't done with Danny and wasn't about to let Vivian take over. "What if she had confessed to something that could help us find Eddie Caruso? And then we couldn't use it because it ended up being your word against hers? What were you thinking?"
"That Angie Sullivan probably looked damn sexy in her pajamas." Martin said, not quite under his breath, and grinned. The comment brought on a slight laugh from Samantha, who quickly covered her mouth with her hand when Danny shot them both a look that could kill.
"What I thought," Danny began, glaring at Martin and Samantha, "is that we are trying to stay off the radar with this case. So I was on my way into work and decided to swing by her place. Maybe if I could talk to her as just the two of us, making her feel like it wasn't an interrogation, that she might be more willing to talk."
"Did she?" Vivian wanted to know.
"All she admitted was that she lied and that she has been in contact with her brother recently."
"Which we already knew after we saw her with her sister-in-law." Jack reminded him.
"She's scared, Jack." Danny said. "Terrified of her family. The family she walked away from..."
"The family who has left her alone for all these years." Martin continued.
"She seems to be torn between wanting to help us find her brother and protecting him, or someone else, from the Caruso's." Danny shook his head. "Whatever we have stumbled onto here, it is big."
"Too big to handle ourselves. We need to talk to someone in the Criminal Division..." Vivian began, but Danny cut her off.
"No." He said, shaking his head. "If the guys in Criminal get involved and it somehow sends up a red flag to the Caruso family, we're signing Angie's death warrant." Jack turned to plead his case to Jack, saying, "You saw her Jack. She was completely out of the loop. We brought her family back into her life when we went to the hospital to see her. And now she's scared. This woman grew up calling one of the toughest criminals out there 'Daddy' and she seems like someone who can take care of herself. We have to find a way to get her to talk to us. Or find another way."
"What way?" Jack asked, inclined to agree with Danny.
"Mike Sullivan." Sam said suddenly.
"Her cousin, the detective?" Martin asked. "Don't you think his loyalties are a little divided?"
"Detective Mike Sullivan my be related to the mob in some way, but you're not going to meet a more stand up cop. His father, Frank Sullivan, patroled the street of Hell's Kitchen as a rookie and worked his way up to captain before he retired. One of the most decorated and respected cops out there. If Eddie Caruso inherited the Caruso legacy, then on the other end of the crime spectrum Mike Sullivan inherited the legacy of Frank Sullivan." Sam said, almost defensively. "It's no secret to anyone in the department that Mike's uncle was Big Pauly Caruso and he had to overcome a lot of skepticism to get where he is. But I'd put his credibility up there with yours."
"Let's find him."