10:50 am, ~219h:

Beckett goes mentally a couple of times over the gained information. Although feeling sick, because of the gruesome findings the specialist made, she feels relieved, because Castle chances of getting out of the mess alive raises and he didn't dig into her mothers case again.

Looking up she simply ignores the worried looks from her friends and starts to give out instructions. 'Thanks Lanie, did the guys at the Jeffersonian finished all tests?'

'No, they are trying some exotic ones, perhaps they can provide us with some insights where Mr. Winters was held.'

'Till then let's continue with normal police methods. Esposito try to find all registered owner of a Kel-Tec PF9, who moved from L.A. To N.Y. after 2008. I will inform the family of Mr. Winters that he was found. And Ryan get in contact with the LAPD, let's see what information they can provide us.'

'Shoot! I totally forgot that Dr. Brennan had already contacted the LAPD through her FBI contact, so that these files should arrive here soon.'

'Crap', Beckett exclaims, 'as long as we don't know which FBI agent gets the case we assume that Mr. Winters was taken in N.Y. But we are still checking his contacts in L.A. out, because they may know something.'

Ryan and Esposito nod in understanding, only Lanie stands there with a confused expression on her face. 'I don't understand why this helping gesture leads to such an outbreak.'

Beckett explains, 'If Mr. Winters was taken in L.A. the FBI can claim jurisdiction, taken here we can stay the lead investigators. And I don't want one uninterested FBI agent run this case against the wall.'

The two other detectives nod one more time in agreement.

5:17 pm, ~226h:

After Esposito had send his request to the NYPD License Bureau, he helps Ryan sorting through the files they have received so far from the LAPD. A lot of the files were digital, some need to be digitized before they are send to the NYPD. The most important one of these are the security tapes.

Hearing the sounds of approaching heals clicking on the floor from behind him, Esposito says without turning around, 'Still no to both, Beckett.'

'No to what', a unfamiliar female voice asks. Startled Esposito turns around. Seeing the athletic woman clad in a black suit, white blouse and her long blond hairs tied back in a pigtail his chin drops. Recovering from his surprise he asks, 'And you are?'

Flashing her badge she states matter of fact, 'FBI, Agent Crawford.'
'How may the NYPD help the FBI', he asks, while silently swearing.

5:43 pm, ~226h:

'I don't see it that way', a upset Beckett says. 'At best it is inconclusive where Mr. Winters was taken. The files my team reviewed so far never were able to pinpoint the location. We are only double checking them for clues, which were without relevance before Castle's abduction.'

'Why wont you let me in on the case, Detective' a agitated Agent Crawford wants to know.

'No, that I never have said. You can participate as long the NYPD keeps the lead in the investigation', Beckett offers a treaty.

'Deal, so what did you uncover so far', Crawford agrees eagerly.

'We are still waiting for important files and a profile from our therapist Dr. Holloway', Beckett evades a clear answer. 'But our medical examiner expects an update any minute, so why don't we two head to the morgue.'

Esposito following the FBI Agent with his eyes says, 'That was so "Clash of the Titans".'

'Yeah, right', says a distracted Ryan, 'the last scanned files just come in, do you want half of them?'

First Esposito checks his email account, 'Why not, I'm still waiting on the list of moved weapons owner.'

06:05 pm, ~227h:

The three woman are standing in the middle of the morgue. After a brief introduction of Lanie to the Agent, Lanie starts with her report. 'Nothing new from Dr. Brennan, but the guy responsible for particles could flush something out of Mr. Winters lungs. He found asbestos in combination with rook wool. And in that particular combination it was only used to insulate factory's in the late 70's.'

'So he was held in a abandoned factory?'

'In a way that is correct, but it doesn't necessary need to be an abandoned house right now. Depending on when it was remodeled, it could be now an apartment complex. But if you have suspects, one with a new house and the second is in the possession of a remodeled factory. I would strip search the second one.'

'Thanks Lanie, or do you have something to add? Okay, then Agent Crawford and me will be on our way,' Beckett says.

Returning to the bullpen they see a grinning Esposito watch how a furious Ryan goes berserk on the phone. 'If you can't get it done that way, then send us copies per express. Damn it, if you had send them this morning I could already be watching them.' After hanging the phone up Ryan face palms himself.

'Let me guess, the tapes will be here tomorrow', Beckett asks.

'Indeed, but the list of moved weapons owner arrived.'

'Great, crosscheck them with owner of factorys build in the 70's or remodeled into apartments recently.'

Unknown time, ?h:

Castle can't believe what he has done, but she liked it so much she granted him one of the few days without punishment. He can't stand it anymore, even if it would mean that his worst nightmares break free, he has to stop it. Preparing his sixteenth meal he starts plotting. In the end he comes up with an easy plan: She has to die … They all have to die.