"So, you think your mother killed your boyfriend?" Beckett asks. Her face is the mirror of confusion - her brows are furrowed and she has her pen between her teeth. The soon-to-be-wife of the victim, Stephanie Evans, is sitting in front of Castle and Beckett in the interrogation room. The girl is slightly nervous, she is flipping her phone in her hands, back and forth. Castle is looking at her intently when Beckett tries to understand what the girl is saying.

"Yes. I already told you that," she answers and looks Beckett like she is mentally impaired.

Beckett sighs decides to start again, leaning a bit more closer to the girl, "Why do you think your mother killed your fiancée?"

"Oh, god. You people! Do I have to say it all again?" She throws her arms to the air and she sighs out annoyedly.

Castle chimes in, "Yes, you do need to explain again. I kind of lost the thread in the middle..."

Beckett gives him a pointed look and turns her attention back to the lady. "Please, we do need to get your statement on the record. Can you start at the beginning?"

The fiancée rolls her eyes and she starts again. "Alright, let's go this again. See, Kalev and I, we had been together for two months when he proposed to me. Of course I said yes. He was handsome, funny, and ambitious - all the things you want your perfect husband to be. I loved him. But …" the woman is hesitant to continue again.

"Buut... what?" Castle asks, trying to get the interview rolling faster.

"But, he started acting weird after we agreed on the date of the wedding. He kind of turned into this controlling boyfriend, trying to get all the information about my private life, and all," she shifts uncomfortably in her chair. "Well, I didn't mind it at first, because I thought, you know - when you are marrying somebody, maybe things are supposed to go that way. My whole family is like that. But when my mom came to me and said that I had emptied my trust fund, we found the real reason why he was behaving so strange - he was after my money."

Castle nodded, listening intently to the girl. He was in deep thought when he heard Beckett asking with apparent skepticism, "So, just like that, your mother decided to kill him?"

"No, no, not just like that." Stephanie is trying to make them understand. "We confronted him few days ago, about the money. He had full access to the fund, because I gave it to him a few weeks ago. When my mother started accusing him, he got really defensive. He said that he'd never do it and was disappointed that we thought so badly about him. He made this really beautiful speech about being innocent and loving me... and being a family. We forgave him, me and my mom. He was so sweet." The girl looks up from the table, just like waking from a trance. "But when my mom looked over the bank records, all the traces led back to him. So, my mom got really, really pissed."

The girl takes a pause and a breath of air. Beckett uses the time to ask, "And then what happened, Stephanie?"

"I found out I was pregnant," she reveals the bombshell. Her hand instinctively rests on her belly. "Only few days ago. The baby is probably his." she explains, shrugging.

"Probably?" Castle's eyes go big when he asks it out loud. He looks at Beckett, who mirrors his look of confusion. The woman in front of him is full of contradictions. The both turn their heads back to the girl when she starts speaking again.

"I wasn't sleeping with anyone else at the time!" Stephanie raises her voice. "I was gonna marry the bastard!"

Beckett is thoroughly confused now, she is trying to recap the whole thing in her head. "So, he took your money and left you and the unborn baby? Is that what you are saying?"

"YES!" the woman yells out annoyedly.

"But what has the baby got to do with your mom?" Beckett asks, her face still puzzled.

The girl in front of the detective looks her again like she is mentally impaired. "My mom had another really huge fight with him the other day, because he knocked me up. I was there when they were yelling again. I didn't tell him about the baby at first. So, he heard it from my mom. And he got really angry at both of us. He said that he hated us, 'our retarded family', so he describes." her cheeks now have a tinge of red in them. She seems to be flustered about the situation. But she continues, explaining energetically, "My mom was mad at him that he had the guts to say that to our faces. She was so mad, in fact, that she threatened at least three times to kill him unless he gives our money back and leaves us alone."

"Did he leave you alone?" Beckett asks when the girl finishes her monologue.

"No," the Stephanie answers honestly. "He came back the other day, accusing us."

"Accusing you for what?" Castle asks, shaking his head. The story just gets better and better by the minute.

"For the break in of his apartment. He threw it in my mom's face. He threatened her with violence, if she didn't give some papers back."

"What papers?" Beckett is bewildered.

"I have no idea," she shrugs. "He never said. Even when my mom pulled her gun out, he didn't want to share then either." Beckett signals the girl to continue, when she pauses. "My mom threatened him again. She said that if he didn't leave us alone, she'd kill him in a heartbeat. He left. I didn't see him again. Until I heard the …" the girl trails off and stares the table again.

"But how do you know your mom killed him today?" Castle asks from Stephanie, trying to get the story to fit together.

"I saw her take my brother's bike today, in the morning," she explains calmly. "I thought it was really weird at first, because she usually doesn't like motorcycles, in fact, she hates them. But today she went for it. Just after I heard the news about the shooting, I knew it has to be her. It's got to be her!" she looks to Beckett, trying really hard to make her understand.

Beckett just looks at the girl for a second. There are so many details in the story that are just too weird or don't make any sense. But she has to make a decision on the spot. She exhales out a long and audible breath, and tries to calm the girl down. "Stephanie. Thank you for sharing the information with us. We will look into your story."

Just as Beckett is rising from the chair, the girl grabs her wrist and pointedly says to her, "You have to understand. It. Was. My. Mother!"

Beckett removes Stephanie's hand softly and tries to calm her down again, "We will look into everything you've told us Stephanie, and contact your mother. In the meantime, thank you."

Castle, at her side, stands up as well and offers to the girl, "Can I walk you out?" The girl rises from the chair, nervously biting her lower lip.

"Yeah, thanks." Stephanie nods and Castle ushers her out of the interrogation room.

The crew once more gathers in front of the murder board, adding the newly surfaced details there, while they are discussing the case. Ryan is only partially paying attention to the rest of them, sneaking a glance at his watch, every minute or so.

"Oh relax, bro. Jenny will be here. Don't fret." His fidgeting doesn't escape Esposito's eye.

"Yeah, yeah, I know." Ryan looks at Beckett briefly, then quickly away again.

She catches his quick glance and she stops and studies him. The man seems nervous. He has hands in his pocket and is rocking slowly from foot to foot. He is most definitely avoiding any eye contact with her. 'He's worried about tonight?' she thinks, surprised. This brings her thoughts to Castle's date for the evening, Emily. Does she really mind that date so much? It's a favor for Ryan. Castle will most likely be his usual charming self, considerate, and entertain his guest. That's it. Nothing to worry about. Emily will be a mad fan, gushing over him, just the sort of behavior that annoys Castle. Nothing will happen anyway. That thought cheers her up just a little.

"Earth to Beckett." Castle breaks her out of the reverie. All three of her partners are looking at her now. Ryan and Esposito with questioning looks, Castle just seems amused. She had been daydreaming and she fights the tinge of red that she can feel rising in her cheeks.

"Yeah sorry, just thinking about the suspects." she says quickly, too quickly for that matter. She isn't sure if the boys are buying her cover or not. Castle especially. Too perceptive for his own good. She needs to change the subject. Fast. Case, lets just talk about the case. Safe zone.

"OK." she starts. "We have the former Consulate General's friend, who didn't know what gun he used. A druggie of a brother who thinks he did it, and a former girlfriend, who thinks her mother arranged it. That sums it up?" she finishes the summary and looks around, waiting for comment.

"Pretty thin, huh?" Castle of course is the first to talk. He pauses and looks over to the board and points to one picture, "OK. First we have the former Consulate general's friend, with high end fashion sense, and the haircut to match. We know the relationship he has with the predecessor?"

Ryan interrupts. "Oh, think I can help there. Talked with the staff earlier. They really don't know him that well, but all agree that one Peeter Kask is the Consulate General's lover. That's the old live one, not the dead one..."

Castle breathes in with a whistle, his eyes widening momentarily. "Well, now we know why he is so emotional about all of it. But it still doesn't make sense. The former Consulate General wanted to retire by all reports. Why would he even worry?" he muses aloud.

"Plus he didn't have a clue about the crime scene itself." Ryan supports his thoughts, nodding. "Espo and I got that thirty seconds into the interview. However, he does know something is up. Just not saying."

Beckett, sitting in her chair and looking up to the board, is now running the motives and possibilities through her mind. "Did you run down the former boss?"

Ryan shuffles around the papers on his hands, looking for something. He answers Beckett's question with lowering the papers to her desk. "He's out of town till the morning. We should have tracked him down by then."

Castle pulls the picture of the brother off the board, and waves it theatrically in front of them. "Suspect number two. The victim's brother, Kaido, who loves drugs, and hates a bath. Lets face it; he could barely walk, let alone ride a motorcycle."

Beckett shrugs, "We will see what his demeanor is like once he sobers up in the morning, Castle. Keep going."

Castle returns Kaido's picture to the board, and writes down the name in there. "And we have suspect number three. A woman scorned both emotionally, and financially, with a homicidal mother … or so we hear."

Beckett, seeing Ryan's and Esposito's questioning looks, updates them on Stephanie's interrogation details. "Kalev's fiancée is pretty sure her mother killed her man. The consulate general had just emptied the girl's trust fund, when she found out she was pregnant. She says Kalev had turned into a low life and her mother had promised to kill him, if he doesn't return the money. Plus, she saw her mother leaving the house with the bike." Beckett pauses for few seconds and adds. "We haven't been able to find Stephanie's mom yet, but the uniforms are on it as we speak."

"Anyone seeing a common theme here?" Castle looks at each of them, beaming. Receiving back nothing but confused faces, he explains, "They all hated Kalev. Peeter thought he was arrogant, his brother couldn't stand him, and both girlfriend and allegedly the mother reckon he is better off dead. It is like they were forming a club."

Esposito adds,"Well by the looks of it, he must have stepped on a lot of toes. Gathering new enemies everyday."

Castle then pulls the split note, now joined off the board. "And then we have this too."

'kiisukene38'

"IP address and password, Ryan?" Castle gives the paper to Esposito, who fiddles the two papers in his hands for few seconds and then gives it forward to Ryan.

Ryan nods to Castle, "Yep, but it won't do you any good. It's a private address. We need the computer it runs on, and Kalev wasn't carrying one with him."

"Oh. Thought that scrap would be a case cracker." Castle looks slightly crestfallen. When Ryan extends his arm with the papers, Castle takes them from him and attaches them back to the board.

"Alright, would you guys hunt down the computer then? Maybe his apartment, his work perhaps." Beckett asks the detectives. "And..." She doesn't get out the next thought.

"Kevin?" a new voice emanates across the room. They all turn to look at the duo who has just stepped out of the elevator. Kate's heart freezes. There is a tall girl standing next to Ryan's wife Jenny, her golden brown hair falling in cascades over her shoulder, her features flawless and a small smile playing on her rosy lips.

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