Santana's POV

"Nigel!" Santana ran into the morgue, knocking over anyone or anything in her path. "NIGEL! I need you!"

"Wow Luv, what about Dr. Winslow?" The Britt called as his head popped out of trace.

"Matt sent me. He told me to tell you 'she knows'." She struggled to catch her breath.

"What?" She watched the mans face pale until it was starch white. "That's impossible.. It's.. impossible."

"Matt said to tell you 'she's on her way and she knows'." She shook her head frantically.

"Bloody hell." She watched him walk back to his desk, unlocking the drawer and pulling out a cell phone dialing it as he did.

"Get the hell out of there!" He yelled at who ever was on the other end of the it before turning it off and tossing it into a hazardous waste container. "Tell Seely to stall. They'll need.. They'll need at least an hour."

Santana nodded dialing her own phone and relaying the message. She could feel her heart beating in her ears when she heard Matt's yell.

"Tell him they have ten minutes." He hung up the phone. She looked at Nigel, knowing he had been close enough to hear him.

"Bloody Damn Hell." He muttered as they stood there starring at each other.

Lu's POV

"What do you want us to do Detective?" Someone asked her. I don't know, shoot the damn Bitch if you have too.

"Let me do all the talking. Cover the exits, don't let her escape." She looked at them seriously. "Save Detective Hoyt for me."

"Yes Sir."

She studied the motel lay out trying to decide some the best way to surround it. She knew Jordan would try and she wasn't sure Woody wouldn't help her. She had to remind herself this was an emotional issue for him.

He'd been shot by the man. He'd once had feelings for the suspect. It was almost Stockholm Syndrome. He may do anything to protect her. Simmons had to be ready.

They stormed into the motel office with badges drawn.

"Have you seen these people" She asked the motel clerk holding up head shots of Jordan and Woody. The man shook his head. "Someone says they saw them here."

"I haven't rented a room to this couple." He shook his head again.

"You're sure?" She snorted adding 'There not a couple' in her head.

"We only have fifteen rooms Ma'am. I know who's in each of them." Lu shook her head.

"We have the witness, Detective." Someone called from outside. Lu gave the man her dirtiest look and hurried out there. The old woman was pointing at Jordan's picture emphatically.

"That's her." She told the officer. "She was at the ice machine. Room 14." She pointed to the upper level of the motel.

Lu nodded to the officers and started up the steps.