Chin led the way through the hospital hall to Derek's room. Harper was a bundle of nerves beside Steve as they walked into the room. Derek lay in a hospital bed against the left wall. The familiar, soft beeping of the machines was the only sound in the room. Derek looked up as they entered, and Harper instantly felt guilty for his appearance. Bruises marred both areas around his eyes—especially his right—and the nurses had bandaged some kind of head wound on his left side.
Though, he didn't look to be all that upset about it. He just seemed relieved to see a familiar face as his eyes settled on Harper. "Bryan said you had friends in the Police Department. I didn't think you were in it with Five-0," he commented, with a subtle hint of sarcasm. "The more the merrier, I guess."
"What happened to you?" Harper asked, moving to stand at the end of the bed, stepping past Steve. Chin and Steve hung back a second, closer to the door. Derek shrugged one-shouldered with an outline of what could be a smile. "You think you guys got out alone? Someone had to shut down the cameras," he answered, lightly.
"You...what? But I stole the keycard off you and you just just vanished," she pointed out.
"Yeah, I was in a holding cell. Bryan let me out and I took care of the cameras so the boss couldn't send reinforcements before your boyfriend could show up," Derek explained, gesturing toward Steve at the word 'boyfriend'. "After that...they caught me trying to get back to the arena. I was beaten and thrown into another cage. It's been a charmed life."
Steve took the break in conversation to step up. "Do you know who's in charge of the ring?" Derek's gaze flickered to Harper a split second. She gave a small nod, encouraging him to answer, eager to finally hear a name. "Yeah, I do. It's Harrison Morgan," Derek replied, sounding bitter.
"Ellie's father?" Chin stepped up next to Steve, raising an eyebrow.
Derek nodded. "If you need proof, look in my jacket pocket. I have the surveillance tapes of the bet booth on a drive." Harper turned and walked to the plush chair in the corner beside the bed, where Derek's clothes lay in a pile. She grabbed his jacket and fumbled for the pocket. "Bet booth?" Steve asked.
"It's where they place and pay out on bets," Derek clarified. "He floats in and out, but I think I have enough for a conviction as an accomplice—at least." Harper pulled a black flash drive from Derek's pocket and gave it to Chin. Chin turned to Steve. "I'll start combing through the footage," he said, to which Steve nodded. Chin left the room with the drive, and Harper walked back over to stand beside Steve. "If we do get evidence to arrest, we'll need you to testify," Steve told Derek.
"Wouldn't miss it," Derek agreed.
Danny pushed through the door into Harrison Morgan's office at Jet Enterprises, Kono following shortly behind. The receptionist called after them but they continued straight for Harrison's desk. Harrison sat in the office chair behind it on a phone call when they barged in. He quickly ended the call and stood as Danny approached the desk. "And what can I do for you this time, Detective Williams?" Harrison asked.
"You can let me arrest you without making a scene," Danny answered, moving around the desk to Harrison.
Harrison chuckled humorlessly. "Ah, very funny."
"Do we look like we're joking?" Kono asked, standing opposite the desk as Harrison. Danny grabbed Harrison's arm and pulled it behind his back, then grabbed the other and did the same before pulling out his handcuffs. Harrison looked mildly panicked. "Wha- you can't do this. You have no evidence!"
"Really?We'll be the judge of that. Move," Danny gave Harrison a shove, then started pulling him toward the office exit. Kono smirked and followed behind, making sure to thank the receptionist for 'letting them in on such short notice' before leaving.
Harper sat quietly in Steve's office. It was hard to believe they actually had the identity of who was behind her kidnapping. It was surreal. After over a month of not knowing and feeling like it was still such an open wound, it was finally closed. She startled out of her deep train of thought as Chin walked into the office. He gave a small smile and sat beside her on the ottoman. "Hey. How are you doing?" he asked.
She shook her head a little, still thinking quite a bit. "I don't know yet."
"In my experience, it's best to stay out of your head in a situation like this," Chin gave her a knowing look and she glanced at him, trying to focus on something other than the information whirling around. "It's best to keep it all out of it until it's done. Then, find someone to talk to about it and go from there." She made for her best small smile and adjusted her position, looking down. A comfortable silence fell in between them for a long moment.
Then Chin spoke up again, turning to her. "I'm here if you need to talk. Or if you just need moral support," he told her, gently. Harper instantly looked up at him with surprise on her features. She was genuinely touched by the offer and she definitely didn't expect to hear that from him. But she did and it was incredibly nice. "Thank you, Chin," she said, taken aback.
"We're all here for you, you know. You may be dating Steve but the position comes with all of us. You're Ohana, Harper. You're family," he continued. "We're always gonna be there for you when you need us, and sometimes even when you don't. Just remember that, okay?" Not knowing what to say, Harper wrapped her arms around his neck in a hug and he was quick to return it.
Danny shoved Harrison onto the metal chair in interrogation. "I want my lawyer," Harrison wailed. Danny stepped back beside Kono, and Kono sighed. "You know, I think our phone lines are a bit glitchy today. Right, Danny?" she glanced at Danny and he nodded.
"Oh, yeah. It's really bad. Probably won't get fixed for a couple days," Danny agreed.
"You see, because I keep trying to call your lawyer, but all it does is call Steve McGarrett," Kono said, drenching her words with spiteful sarcasm as she turned her phone to show Harrison. "Who is not very happy with you, by the way. So I suggest you talk before he gets here. Unless, of course, you want your face all over this floor." Harrison glanced between the two, obviously weighing his options. He adjusted his position and sighed heavily.
"Alright, fine. Yes, I am in charge of the fight ring operation," he admitted. "But, you should know, this isn't the first and it won't be the last."
"What are you talking about?" Danny asked, confused.
"I am in charge of this ring. However, there are other rings on the island," Harrison clarified. Danny and Kono shared a grim glance. Kono turned to Harrison. "Who runs the others?" she asked. Harrison's lips broke into a triumphant smiling smirk, only driving a sinking feeling further into the pit of Kono's stomach. He answered, "Gabriel Waincroft."