"So, you can't find your forever child?" Barns was being less than cooperative. He had a nasty smirk on, and sat comfortably in his chair. Boyle, on the other hand,
"I know you know I know that you know where he is?"
"Who?"
"Jake!"
"Who is Jake?"
"Detective Jacob Peralta?"
"Oh, the forever child?"
Boyle stared at him, "So you do know who he is?"
"Yes."
"What did you do!?"
"No, what did you do?"
Boyle seemed surprised by this question, but quickly reatained his cool, "what are you talking about?"
"you all arrested me. You brought my people's attention to you. Only one in many is a forever child. They are too hard to track down when you have no connections. But you brought one straight to our attention, all my people had to do was wait."
"You all've been watching Jake for a while now, haven't you?"
"Ever since ya'll started investigating the flower shop."
Boyle nodded. Then without another word, he stood up and left the room.
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A search of Amy and Jake's apartment yielded nothing. Jake had been missing for ten hours now and everyone was getting antsy. Rosa was looking through all the flower shop's contacts, Boyle was on the phone with the nice Cherokee woman, or as Boyle tried to pronounce it, chalagi, unfortunately, what he actually said was "tsialaaaagih." Which was beyond wrong and just plain weird.
The woman sounded nice about it though, even if she did have a habit of going down rabbit trails and telling him all about specific legends and how those legends intertwined with other legends- Boyle had been at it for an hour and a half.
Amy was pacing while on the phone with Jake's mom, after all, someone had to tell her that her only child was missing.
She had just hung up when Rosa stood up abruptly. "I found something." When she had everyone's attention, she pressed a button on her keyboard, "the guys that owned the flower shop also owned a shipment truck."
"A what?" Terry looked confused, and then down at her computer screen.
"One of those trucks with a whole bunch of wheels that carry stuff from one place to another." Rosa clarified.
"No those are semis." Boyle spoke up.
"No, I'm pretty sure it's an I sound not an E sound." Scully butted in from out of nowhere.
"Get to the point!" Amy practically screeched.
Rosa watched her for a second, before nodding slightly, Anyway, they own a truck, and it was pinged, the truck ran a red light at about 3:40 this morning."
"So, we need to find the truck?" Holt asked from the doorway of his office, "Boyle, Diaz, go look around the area, Santiago and Jeffords, see if you can find the tuck on security cameras, Hitchcock and Scully, what have you two even been doing today?"
Both older men shrugged.