Author's Note: I'm sorry it took me so long to update, life sometimes gets in the way. This is the story about how nigel, matt, and woody got abducted. Alot of nigel, but i fear i didn't do a great job of potraying nigel, but i gave it my all. I hope to update again soon! PLEASE REVIEW! I love both accomadations and improvements.
Disclaimer: I still don't own Crossing Jordan.
Nigel pushed down on the brake of his black '68 Camero when he found the building he was looking for. As he was parking his car in front of the building, another car pulled up next to his. It was a silver unmarked Boston Police Department car. As Nigel stepped out of his car, the doors of the other car opened. Woody and Matt stepped out.
"Nigel what are we doing here, again?" Woody asked. His and Matt's annoyance was very detectable.
"I just feel like we missed something," Nigel said.
Yesterday a body had been found in the abandoned warehouse. It seemed like a typical robbery and then murder. A few things were bothering Nigel, like why was the man inside the ABANDONED warehouse, but the thing that was really eating away at Nigel was that there was no sign of struggle, it actually seemed that the victim knew his murderer. Nigel had tried to investigate into the man's personal life, but his grieving widow wasn't too willing, she was too distressed to talk about it. She sent up a red flag immediately in Nigel's head, but unfortunately from the entrance of the wound, the murderer had to be taller than the victim, which the wife was not. Nigel hoped to find some more evidence when he searched the place a second time.
Nigel walked in first followed by the detectives.
"Uh, it smell likes rotten fist in here," commented Matt.
"Sweet Nancy, I don't think that's fish" Nigel said, but before he could explain, he and the two detectives were lying unconscious on the floor.
He opened his eyes to see a gray, metal wall. Actually, it was the inside of a van. He looked around the very dark van. He could make out the figures of the two detectives lying on the floor. Surprisingly his hands were free, but there was no way for him to open the door at the back of the van. He felt through his pockets. Apparently his captors weren't that experience, since he found his cell phone still in his pant's front pocket. He took it out and dialed the first number he could find.
"Hello! Dr. Macy, I need your help!"
"Nigel, calm down, what's wrong?"
"I can't calm down! Matt, Woody, and me were doing some investigating in the Clark case at the abandon building we found him at, and then all of sudden we smelled a foul stench and before we knew it, were passed out. We're now in the back of some van, heading towards who knows where. Matt and Woody are still unconscious, but they seem alive. Dr. Macy, I really need now. Please find some way to get us of this mess?" Nigel rattled this off so quickly that he didn't give time to Garrett to comprehend what he said.
"Nigel don't worry, we'll get you out of there."
"Dr. Macy I hate feeling this helpless. I really…Hello? Hello? Is anyone there? Dr. Macy?
Apparently Nigel had spoken the last few words a little to loud . The van stopped, and before he knew it he could smell the horrible scent again. He was out before he knew it.