AN: Here's another quick chapter! Hope everyone enjoys!
Danny stands by the computer table with Chin, Kono, and Lou. However, his attention is on the pacing figure of his partner. Steve is in his office on the phone with the governor relaying the information on the serial killer they are tracking. Even from across headquarters Danny can see the tenseness in Steve's shoulders and it makes him sigh. Danny turns around and sees the rest of the team watching him.
"All right. What have we got on our latest victim?" Danny asks with a look up at the screen. A picture of the victim he and Steve went to see is on it as well as the other two victims.
"Nick Carlson," Chin begins and pulls up the man's picture and other information onto the screen. "Turns out he's been in and out of rehab a couple times. Both times falling off the wagon."
"Lou and I talked to the brother. Apparently, Carlson gets high and then becomes abusive towards him," Kono continues to explain before pulling up police reports.
"Called HPD three times on his brother but Nick Carlson took off before the cops got there," Lou says with a nod at the reports. Chin pushes a couple buttons and the pictures of the three victims pop back up on the screen.
"Okay, so we have three victims. One, was having an affair. Another, was a kleptomaniac. And the last, a drug addict. So, the connection is they're all douchebags," Danny says with a shrug of his shoulders and a tilt of his head.
"Well, that's one way of putting it," Steve says as he joins the group around the computer.
"What'd the governor have to say?" Danny asks with a look over at his partner causing Steve to sigh and rub a hand down his face.
"He's pissed this guy's on his island. And is very adamant that we find him. Now," Steve answers with a huff.
"What the hell does he think we've been trying to do?" Lou asks with a grumble and a shake of his head.
"So, we keep digging. We need to catch this son of a bitch," Steve says with a scowl and the rest of the team nod their heads.
"So far the only connection these guys have is that they're all male and the lives they were living was essentially hurting those around them," Chin explains even as he begins typing into the computer.
"All right. Chin, Kono. You two dig into the victims financials and people they are close to. Lou, you look into their jobs. Danny, you and I are searching for any common visitors or places they've gone to. Let's get to work," Steve orders around and everyone instantly moves into motion.
A few hours later and Steve lets out a sigh and leans back in his chair while rubbing his hands over his tired face. He looks over at Danny and sees that he is also starting to zone out. They'd been investigating the victims for hours now and still haven't found a lead yet. Refreshed eyes and minds is what they need. Making a decision Steve stands up and shuts down his computer.
"Let's go Danny. We all need a break. I'm sending everyone home and we'll meet back here bright and early in the morning. A good night's sleep should do us all some good," Steve explains at Danny's furrowed brown. Without any argument, Danny shuts down his laptop and sets it on Steve's desk before they go tell the rest of the team the plan. He really hopes that Steve is right.
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Steve fishes out his keys and unlocks his front door. Before he can open it, though, he hears a sound behind him. Moving quickly, Steve spins around only to have a white hot pain explode in his head. Stumbling backwards Steve rights his self and takes a swing at his assailant. There is a grunt and Steve moves to hit the guy again but suddenly his vision goes black and he crashes to the ground.
The dark haired man reaches up and prods at his sore lip. With a hiss, he pulls his hand back and looks down to see blood on his fingers. A glare is aimed at Steve before the man grabs him under the arms and drags him towards the trees.
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Present Day…
Steve gasps as cold water hits him in the face. Shaking his head Steve blinks a few times. Standing in front of him is a man with short, cropped brown hair. He's circular glasses contradict his easily looked over muscular frame.
"Welcome back Commander," the man says with a smile that puts Steve edge. The man sets the bucket down and Steve test the restraints holding him to the chair.
"You're the one who's been mutilating those people," Steve says and watches the man closely. He looks familiar but Steve can't place why.
"I gave them a chance but they didn't take it. They chose their outcome," the man replies with a dark look.
"What do you mean?" Steve asks with a furrowed brow.
"Don't worry. When our other guest arrives you won't have that problem," the man assures confidently. Steve feels ice run through him and he doesn't want to know who the guest is.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Steve asks and grimaces when his headache makes itself known in full force. The dark-haired man studies Steve closely before answering his question.
"No amount of coercion could persuade them to see how their choices affected those around them. Could persuade them to feel sorry for the way their lifestyle hurt those closest to them. They had the chance to see the error of their ways. But I've realized I've been going about this all wrong. Maybe seeing those closest to them, those they're supposed to care about, in pain will be enough persuasion," the man explains and an evil gleam in his eye is seen. Steve forces a swallow and tries to push his steadying rise in panic back down.
"So, why am I here? I'm not like your other victims," Steve says as he tries to loosen the restraints.
"But you are. You take risks. You take risks in your job without a single thought as to how it affects those around you!" the man shouts, getting angrier as he continues talking.
"You said someone else is coming. Who?" Steve asks even as he doesn't want to know. He doesn't like what this psychopath is saying and he knows he's not going to like whoever the man brings in.
"As I said before, Commander. You will not have the problem the others did. Hopefully you make the right decision and our guest doesn't suffer too much," the man says with a leer before walking away.
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"Hey, Steve. It's me. Just calling to let you know that I'm almost to your place to pick you up like we discussed last night. Or, should I say like you ordered me to do last night. Kamekona had better not be sitting on your phone again," Danny grumbles into the phone before ended the call and turning down Steve's street. Minutes later and Danny is pulling into Steve's drive and shuts the Camaro off.
Danny climbs out of the car and takes notice of the large, blue truck sitting in front of the house. With an annoyed shake of his head Danny walks up to the door. He stops abruptly when he sees the keys lying on the ground in front of it. After glancing around and not seeing anyone, Danny pulls out his gun and opens the door.
Quietly entering the house, Danny makes quick work of scouting the premises. Nothing seems out of the ordinary, which is what troubles Danny because it doesn't even look like Steve went inside last night when he got home. Danny walks back outside the house and pulls out his phone and calls Chin.
"Danny, what's going on bruh?" Chin asks over the line.
"Hey, I think Steve's in trouble. I'm at his house and I found his keys lying on the ground in front of the door. It doesn't even look like Steve got inside his house last night," Danny begins to explain as his eyes begins searching around him. His eyes fall on some drops of liquid on the ground. Bending down to inspect it, Danny realizes it's blood. "And I've got blood."
"All right, Danny. I'm on my way and I'll call Kono and Lou once I get off the phone with you," Chin says and Danny stands up and turns to head towards the Camaro.
"See if Kono can track…" Danny starts but is cut off when pain shoots throughout his head and everything goes dark. Chin's voice is heard sounding from Danny's discarded phone.
"Danny? Danny?!"
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