Maura was pissed. Scratch that she was angry, Jane was in a coma and their adopted boys and their little daughter were stressed,
The boys helped her with their little sister, But Maura was on the prowl.
Thanks to Jane's C.I, Rondo she found out some of the Italian mob might know something.
Well it was time to do the talking then.
Korsak was walking beside an angry Maura.
He never had seen an angry Maura.
She was a saint.
'Get me Paddy Doyle.' She growled
'But ma'am you know who he is?' asked one of the guards.
'Yes my birthfather; The guard gasped.
Soon Paddy joined them.
'Maura how are the children and Jane?'
'Jane in a coma the boys are taking care of their sister.'
Paddy nodded. having heard the rumour of a dead pool ,
Walking through the halls they stopped in front of a cell.
'Antonio right'
'Service how nice.' The woman glared
'Maura Isles thank you. Chief medical examiner for this state.
'No I am giving you a warning.' My birth name is Doyle.'
The man in the cell stepped back.
'If I don't get drawings and letters.' I will be displeased .'Paddy said
The man nodded.
'Glad we have an understanding.' Smirked Paddy
'And if anything happens I make sure you end on my daughter her table alive'
Maura smirked while the man stepped even further back
'They call me the queen of the dead for a reason.' She said.
Antonio wetted himself.
Korsak smirked
Once a Doyle always a Doyle, Or would that be Dirty Maura.
When having said goodbye to Paddy and sitting in the car Korsak said,
'So detective Callahan. Think you get bodyguards?'
Maura looked confused at him.
Korsak laughed.
