Lee Lance felt the anguish rise in her, when she saw that the front door of the apartment of Eames had been forced.

All the evening...

She had had a kind of premonition.

If she had known...

Maybe she should have stayed.

Or at least...

She should have gone back to Eames instead.

Rita pushed the door, hands trembling.

It was complete darkness in the apartment.

And there was no sign of life.

She was attracted by something on the floor...

Something that was shining.

She turned on the light...

And her heart stopped.

On the floor lay Eames' pendant, and right next to it was a pool of blood.

My God...

Don't tell me...

Lee Lance rushed towards the bedroom, hoping to find Alex next to Chris Junior.

But she already knew she wouldn't find her.

This pendant...

This pool of blood.

Could only belong to Eames.

When she reached the room, she turned on the light, and her heart stopped at the scene before her eyes.

The room was empty.

There was no Eames...

No Chris Junior.

No one...

No.

It couldn't be possible.

Anything but this.

She brought her hand to her head, dropped her knees to the floor, and screamed.

Rita dropped her hands to the floor, and looked at the ground.

Damn it...

This was a nightmare.

Her son...

Alex.

She had to get a grip on herself.

She had to act quickly...

And in the urgency.

Their lives were counted.

Especially if Alex was bleeding to death.

There was not a second to lose.

Lee Lance got up, and almost fell to the ground, so much her legs had difficulty to carry her because of the shock.

She put her hand on the wall, stay, and headed to the living room.

When she arrived in the living room, she took out her phone.

Lipschitz.

Yes...

She had to contact him.

He would know what to do.

But for Goren...

How was she going to tell him about Eames' disappearance...

And that blood...

Rita could already see the drama.

The whole past was coming back.

The day she was kidnapped...

And Chris...

No...

It couldn't be possible.

It couldn't be happening again.

Not only was Eames in danger...

But this time...

There was his son too...

Chris Junior.

Rita couldn't face losing Chris Junior.

She wouldn't survive it.

Chris Junior was the only thing she had left of Chris.

If she lost him...

She would have nothing left.

And so...

No reason to stay alive.

My God...

It was a terrible nightmare, and she was about to wake up.

With trembling hands, she dialed Lipschitz's number.

Harry would be handling it.

And he would be how to explain Eames' disappearance to Goren.

She didn't feel brave enough to tell him such a thing.

It was much too hard.

Tears welled up in her eyes, clouding her vision.

- Rita...

At Lipschitz's worried voice, Rita could no longer contain her grief, and she burst into tears.

- I'll arrived in a minute.

Lee Lance didn't have to say anything.

Harry knew her so well.

And he knew something serious had happened.

Lee Lance never cried...

Except in serious situations.

Damn it...

I hope this isn't...

Lipschitz rushed to the door, grabbed his jacket as he passed, along with his badge, his service weapon, and rushed out of his house, heading for Eames' apartment.

He had a bad feeling.

As if the past had come back.

- Chris Junior and...

Lipschitz took a deep breath before telling Goren.

How to break it to him tactfully.

It wasn't easy.

To the captain's white, Goren felt the anxiety rise in him.

Let's hope it's just a bad feeling.

- ...Eames have been kidnapped.

At his words, Goren let go of the phone, which slipped from his fingers, falling with a crash to the floor.

Eames was taken...

No.

It couldn't be.

He put his hand to his heart.

He had so pain.

It was as if his heart had just been ripped out and trampled on.

Please tell me this is just a terrible nightmare.

And that he would wake up.

That couldn't be possible.

They couldn't have taken his little angel...

The only light in his life.

No.

It wouldn't be.

He had left Eames' house not even an hour ago.

So how was it possible.

Especially since Rita must have returned in the meantime.

So how could the kidnapper know that Eames was alone...

And with the baby.

Had they been spied on...

But who...

Who could have done such a thing...

It took a sick big person to kidnap a woman and a baby.

- Goren...

Goren heard a small whisper, which brought him out of his thoughts.

It could only be Lipschitz on the other end of the phone.

Goren lowered himself, took the phone in his hands, and put it to his ears.

- I'll arrived in a minute.

Goren had stow the phone back in his pocket and rushed out of his apartment.

It was no longer time to think.

He had to act.

Eames was in danger...

And so was Chris Junior.

He couldn't let this happen.

Especially since Eames had told him Lee Lance's little secret.

Chris Junior was the son of Chris, Lee Lance's late partner and husband.

And for that he absolutely had to find them.

In addition...

In general...

It was after forty-eight hours that they said there was little hope of finding the person alive.

No.

That would not be.

Goren would find Eames and Chris Junior alive.

Even if it meant that...

He would not sleep a wink until he found them.

It was definitely not fair.

To believe that the good God had a grudge against him.

The one time he had finally managed to tell Eames what was on his heart...

It has occured.

Was he a danger to everyone around him.

Should he have gotten away from her to keep her safe.

He who wanted so much to protect her from the hazards of life.

Even if it meant taking everything on himself.

No.

Eames could not die...

He could not contemplate such a loss.

Eames was alive.

And he would find her.

Even if it meant losing everything.

Even his own life.