Chapter 12
The hospital 1:00 pm
Booth and Brennan walked into the hospital room after being told that Mrs. Emma Wove was able to talk. The doctor claimed that she had been delusional from that amount of blood she lost but he had given her something to calm her down.
"Mrs. Wove, I'm FBI Special Agent Seeley Booth and this is my partner Dr. temperance Brennan, we need to ask you a few questions." Booth introduced himself and his partner. The woman nodded and waited for the first one.
"Ma'am we need know where your husband and your son are." Booth said.
"I don't know. Ever since Susan…" Mrs. Wove paused. Something inside Brennan twinged. Losing her parents was hard but she couldn't imagine losing a daughter.
"We're sorry about your daughter, Mrs. Wove but we need to know where your son and husband are. I know this is hard but there is reason to believe that your son and husband murdered the men that killed your daughter." Booth hated giving news like that but they had to find Robert and Andrew Wove.
"I tried to tell you Agent Booth, I don't know. My son showed up at the house last night raving about how what happened to Susan was wrong and he had felt that he had to do something. I told him that the police would handle it but he shook his head and told me that it was too late, that he'd handled it. Andrew walked into the room and Robert threw him down on the sofa. He shouted about Andrew and I not being strong enough and how he hadn't been there for Susan. I've never seen Robbie so angry. He grabbed Andrew and told him that he was going to make it right. We were all going to pay for what we've done." Emma paused again. The expression on her face made Brennan wonder what was coming next.
"Robbie made Andrew get up and come into the kitchen. When they returned Robbie held a knife in his hand." Mrs. Wove stopped. Booth and Brennan really didn't like where this was going.
"My own son made my husband… do this!" She cried out.
"The doctor wouldn't believe me. He thought I was crazy but I'm not." Booth looked to her.
"We believe you. Do you have any ideas on where Robert would go?" He asked.
"My son was a cute little boy but after he went to prison, things changed. He used to go out and not come home for days. I have no idea where he would go." Emma said. With that, Booth excused himself and went to make a phone call, leaving Brennan alone with Mrs. Wove.
"What did my son do to those men?" She asked. Immediately, the forensic anthropologist had no idea how to tell her with what Booth had insisted she needed to learn. To protect people, seemed odd to her. She would have wanted the truth.
"Both Frank Horner and Max Smith were attacked by alligators after being tied up." Brennan tried to soften the blow. Unfortunately, she didn't really.
"You think my son did that?" Emma asked.
"Your husband has extensive knowledge of Native American cultures and I'm sure exposed your son to it. Also Robert had been to prison, with a history of violence. Your family is the only one with the motive to want either man dead. Robert just made your husband try to kill you and you still believe he didn't do it?" Brennan wondered, again her soft approach was totally lost. Emma remained silent. The forensic anthropologist had had a point but the way she'd said it…
Booth walked back into the room and told Brennan to wait outside. He then promised Mrs. Wove that they would try to find her husband and son before anything else bad happened. Emma smiled slightly and nodded. The FBI Special Agent left the room and looked at Brennan.
"What did you tell her?" He demanded.
"The truth." Brennan answered. Booth smacked his forehead with his palm.
"We'll talk about this later. The Orlando police are on the lookout for Robert and Andrew Wove. There is an APB out for Robert Wove's car." Booth explained.
"So what do we do now?" Brennan asked.
"We help look." Booth said.
To Be Continued…