This case was getting so out of hand that not only had they used both sides of the board they had too bring in another. They were now on hour eight of the investigation and nothing seemed to be matching up. No witnesses, only two blood sources and now the skin cells found under Will's fingernails matched none other than Jay. To say that they were feeling defeated was an understatement.
"Anything back on the Burke Family," Adam jumped up from his desk as soon as Kim and Kevin could be seen clearing the first flight of stairs.
"Ray Burke died a month ago, complications with his heart medication," Kevin signed.
"What about his sons," Hank thundered.
"Tommy sure didn't have anything nice to say about Will and he was really happy to know his condition." Kim rolled her eyes, the man they had interviewed was a pig and a malicious jerk but he didn't have anything to do with Will's attack.
"Still locked up though and his calls are monitored, the only calls he makes are to his wife Vicki and they get pretty racy," Kevin shuttered.
"What about his brother, Tim?"
"An outstanding citizen since parole, he swears to be focused on winning his kids and wife back." Antonio rubbed his hands over his face in frustration; he was exhausted, pissed and worried and nothing that was coming at them seemed to be in their favor.
"Will has made the least about of enemies out of the two, are we anywhere on the list of Jays'?"
"Still combing through with a fine-tooth comb, his is probably can be a measurement of the circumference of earth," Antonio threw a folder on top of the teetering tower that sat on his desk.
"This is crazy, everything is pointing to Jay, but he wouldn't," Adam argued.
"Exactly unless it was some rage from a PTSD episode there is no way possible that Jay would do this to Will. Antonio had known about Jay's PTSD for a while and while it was under control now there were times where it would rear its ugly head, but the occurrences were few and far between.
"The only time I have ever seen Jay go back was when I walked into him sleeping in the breakroom."
"Unless Will tried to wake him that theory doesn't make sense."
"He wouldn't do that," Their heads shot back to the staircase where an exhausted and drained looking Natalie stood. The clock on wall behind her read 5:00am and after a long night of waiting for Will to get out of surgery this was the last place anyone of them expected her to be standing. She still stood wearing her maroon scrubs and they could tell that they were from that night because they had a few darker brown stains from where she had wiped Will's blood from her hands.
"Natalie," Hank stepped through the circle and greeted her halfway.
"He's alive, not out of the woods on any counts but he made it through surgery." They didn't even need to ask because she knew that even though they didn't work with Will, trips to Molly's with him and knowing that he was Jay's little brother was enough for them to worry for him. "Can we talk," She asked Voight. He ushered her to his office and closed the door behind him, seeing on all of the teams faces that they wanted to know what was happening. He sat across down in his chair watching as she hesitated around the chair across from him.
"What can we do for you Natalie?"
"I just want to know where we are with Jay."
"I can't talk about that, you know that."
"Cut the crap Hank, you know damn well that this isn't a normal case." He could see the fire in her eyes as she finally took the seat.
"He is still MIA; we can't find him."
"And I heard them say that you think he did this."
"The evidence is pointing that way," He exhaled heavily, admitting this was not easy.
"He wouldn't, that is not Jay, I have known them for so long and that is the last thing he would do to his own brother."
"Can you tell me how they were lately, did Will say anything to you about being mad at Jay."
"Will and I haven't been on the best terms as of late, but I can tell you that Jay wouldn't do this, you know that."
"I do but…"
"But nothing, Jay has ALWAYS been protective of Will, he had to."
"Because of Pat," Voight confirmed.
"He always told Jay and Will that they were nothing, and Will told me he used to believe it, but Jay was always to tell him that it was crap." The corners of her mouth turned up as she thought about it. "Will always told me the stories of big brother Jay to the rescue."
"Something happened in that apartment and we are not anywhere closer to answers, we want to discredit this theory more than anyone."
"If you are looking for a connection this wasn't someone after Will, he pissed people off but nothing like this, I can't verify this I just know."
"We are looking at Jay's list now, I promise when we find out what happened I will let you and Will know." She stood from the chair and reached for the door.
"Find Jay; Will will need him when he wakes up."
"We will," Semi convinced she walked out saying a quick goodbye before returning to what they guessed to the hospital. Voight stood in his doorway watching as she disappeared down the steps when Haley threw the phone back down to the receiver.
"I just got a call from Bonnie in IT; she was able to go through the video near Jay's apartment and she thinks she's got something." They all shot to the door, bumping into each other and barely making it through the door. The Tech Bonnie was shocked at the sudden presence of five detectives and their Sergeant, but she quickly turned around knowing exactly what to show them.
"I didn't see anything specific around Detective Halstead's apartment building, but I did find this." She clicked play and on four mini screens a gray pickup truck sat solitary in place. They were confused for a moment but then Jay's car came into place and the pickup followed, on the fourth screen he didn't appear, he had found a hiding spot out of camera view. "This happens every day for a week; the truck is stolen so I couldn't trace it but this man is there walking up every day. She thumped the man on a young white man about the age of 20, he looked like any average American white boy, but this boy was following Jay.
"Did you get a view of his face?"
"Yes, three blocks away," Bonnie handed Hank the printout. "Followed the car and surprise, surprise our Genius stalker goes home to the same location every night," She spoke with sarcasm. "25 year old Devin Sampson of 125 Inglewood Lane, got a list of priors, possession of drugs, intent to sell, and a couple of assault charges to name a few."
"Thanks Bonnie, we owe you one, keep looking for me okay."
"Can do boss."
"Let's flush this guy out and find Jay," Hank instructed. The team retreated to the garage where they quickly strapped into their bulletin proof vests and picked had a quick run through of what was about to go down. A man short left them feeling a little vulnerable, they didn't know what they were walking into, but they had to find Jay.
They raced through the streets of Chicago coming to Latona Street, which was a cross street to Inglewood, it was still early so barely anybody occupied the streets. Over the walkie, Hank handed out assignments.
"Burgess and Kevin take the back way, Adam and Haley you take the alley and Dawson and I will take the front entrance," he instructed. "When we go in be cautious, I want this son of a bitch alive," he added. Over the walkie everyone agreed and moved to their positions. Their hearts pounding, blood coursing through their veins as they all said a little prayer to find Jay alive. Over their COMMs they could hear Hank count down, Antonio adjusted his grip before banging on the door, "Chicago PD, open up," he demanded. On the other side of the door they could hear a clatter if noises, he was trying to escape. A quick solitary nod from Voight and Dawson kicked down the door, it clattered to the floor to reveal Sampson who ran skittishly through the house.
"Get Down," Antonio yelled seeing Kim and Kevin push through the back door. Not knowing what to do the man fall to the ground, arms sprawled out in surrender. Kevin, Kim, Adam, and Haley combed through the house, clearing each room.
"Anything," Hank demanded. Each one of them somberly shook their heads. A fury rushed over Hank and he pounded towards the suspect, lifting his head by his hair and getting in his face.
"Where the hell is he," he growled.
"I don't know what…what you're talking about," the man stuttered.
"Really, maybe I could help you remember," Voight drew his weapon and pushed in roughly under Sampson's neck, the man cried out with fear.
"Voight let's take him back to the cage," Antonio suggested not wanting this to get out of hand. If they wanted to find Jay the needed Sampson scared but willing to cooperate. Hank pulled his gun back and placed it back to the holster. "Get him out of here, and call forensics I want this place searched top to bottom, his truck too." Haley pulled her phone out to make the call and Dawson shoved the man into the back seat of his car. With no sign of Jay they knew this was going to go deeper and all they had now was this crater faced boy who would probably get them nowhere.