Chapter12: Twist

"No one lays a hand on Maura, you understand , no one," they definitely have Doyle's attention now.

"The only way we can help here Paddy, is to tell us what you know," Sean explained.

Doyle returns to his seat. All of a sudden he is that fierce mob boss that so many have feared. His eyes were set on his shackled hands as he calculated his next move. "I did what I thought was right to protect her, from the day she was born. The name Doyle carries a curse for her, and of that I am sorry. They took Colin from me and now they want to take her." He takes a breath and continues. "I heard rumbling from the outside. There was some take over plan, " he looks at Cavenaugh, "things have changed from the old days. We deal in a virtual world, money and power are vied for all over the planet. Boston is a lucrative port, there are many organizations that want in. Maura has been threatened before, but I was out there and able to help her."He looks at the men, "Now I am in here, useless to help her," he spits.

" Tell us what you know," retorts Dean.

"Don't you even talk to me, " hisses Paddy in reply, "your guy got himself killed, but not by me or my people. You FBI kind underestimate how ruthless this fight for power is," Doyle seths as he looks at Dean. He looks back at the Detectives, "Maura is in deep danger and so is your cop with her. I sent my best person to Aspen to watch over Maura when things started heating up. She looks a lot like your Detective, but she is dedicated to her mission and I know she will keep Maura safe."

Frost calls up a photo on the tablet and hands it to Doyle, "Is this her?" he asks.

Paddy looks at the screen, "yes, "he says quietly, "Why?"

"Because Maura is accused of murdering her," Frost says as he retrieves the tablet.

"WHAT!" Paddy retorts as he shoots to his feet once more. His healing injuries plus the shackles threaten to knock him down, but he steadies himself with his hands. His head bowed as he takes his seat once more. "Glynis was like a daughter tome, always trying to prove herself," he shakes his head, then looks at the men, "Then Maura is okay?"

"Yes, Jane is with her now, she went up soon as she learned Maura was alive,"Korsak comments.

"What happened to Glynis?"asks Doyle.

"She was shot, twice in the chest, thats all we know for now," assures Frost.

" Look Doyle , we all want to stop these guys. We want to help Maura and Jane. The threat is real and they are safe right now in Aspen. Forget any affiliations with the FBI or BPD, lets just keep those we care for alive," appeals Dean.

All the men look at Gabriel then at Paddy. "I'll help where I can but Maura comes first and I will protect her above all."

"Thats all we ask," nods Cavanaugh.

The room is spinning, Jane tries to open her eyes. The sun coming through the window is searing her retina, causing her eyes to slam shut. She tries again, sitting up with her pounding head in her hands. She tries to look around, she gets up staggering and stumbling around the room.

"Maura, Maura!" she shouts as she makes her way from the couch to the bedroom. Even in her haze she could tell that Maura was not there.

She stumbles to the bed as she tries to get her bearings. As she starts to come around , she realizes that something is terribly wrong. Come on Jane , get up, find her; she rebukes herself. She once again holds her head, squints her eyes, and looks all through the suite, but no sign of Maura.

She goes back to the living room couch and throws herself on it. She sees the coffee cups, they are still half full, but wait, there are only two coffee cups. Amy didn't have coffee, she just listened to the conversation. Jane was on her feet, she went to the table, all the napkins were gone. She went to the guest room, her tablet was gone, most of all Maura was gone.

She sat again on the couch, her head in her hands, she let the first sob go, she clenched her teeth in anger at herself. Whether it was the pain from her throbbing head or the pain of loss, she could not hold the tears back. She dropped her head in her hands again and sobbed.

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All three Detectives arrived back at the Precinct and the whole place had gone crazy in their absence. Angela was the first to find Sean with fear in her eyes.

"They sent me kittens Sean," Sean stared at this distraught women he had feelings for and wrapped her in his arms as she sobbed. Frankie came into the foyer. He looked at his boss comforting his Mother.

"For the love of God Frankie, what happened?" Sean shouted.

"Ma received a package and this card," Frankie holds up a card in an evidence bag with his gloved hand. "The package had bows and things on it but inside there was a dead cat and four kittens." Angela sobbed harder into Sean's shoulder. Frankie continued, "The mother cat was white with three suckling kittens." He looked at his mother ,"two of them had paper police hats and then..,"Frankie stops, he looks at Frost and Korsak , "There was another black kitten to the side with a little red cross on it." He stopped, a bit overwhelmed as he looked at all three men and then at his distraught Mother.

"Let me see the card son," Korsak said as he donned his gloves and took the card from Frankie. Barry, Vince and Frankie went down to the Lab and secured a clean area. Vince carefully took the card out of the bag, Barry took it and opened it. All three men shuddered at what they read in large printed red letters.

Beautiful extended family. You should have left the stray to fend for itself.

One mistake means all suffer

RIP

OR

"Do you still have the box?" Korsak asks Frankie. He nods and goes to retrieve it. Once he is out of earshot, Korsak turns to Frost, "They have definitely upped the stakes. See Sean, we have to get a 24 hour detail on all the Rizzoli's." A nod from Frost and he is on his way. Vince looked down at the letter. I have a bad feeling, a really bad feeling about this, he thinks as he shakes his head.

Marua wakes up, her head is pounding but her arms are asleep. She shakes her head and tries to focus on the spinning room. She come too enough to realize her arms are tied above her head and she is lying on a bed. She tries to arouse her senses, she can smell stale air and the bed feels lumpy and old. She squints as a shadow approaches, "Jane? "she queries, as the figure approaches. She is pulled into reality as her face is hit with a cold liquid substance. Her eyes slam shut as she struggles in vain to cover her face. She flicks her head and spatters. It was only water, thank heaven, she thinks. The gravelly male voice chuckles.

"Well, welcome Dr Isles, or should I say Maura Doyle," he hisses.

"Where am I, people will be looking for me you know," she hisses back, trying to keep the panic out of her voice as she struggles with the rope.

"The silhouette comes close and kneels by her, stroking her hair, "Oh yes my dear, she will, and thats what I'm counting on."

Jane gains control over herself, she wipes her eyes, she can't help but scream, "Uhhhh, DAMN IT!" She pounds her fists into the pillows before getting up and going into the guest bedroom. She dresses, all the while blaming herself for Mauras disappearance.

I was right here. I should have stopped it, I could see it coming. Damn, I was weak and defenseless I need to find her, to make it right. She could feel the verge of tears once more. She kept them at bay, put her hair up, pulled out the Inspectors number and dialed it on her phone. Jane looked around the suite, careful not to touch anything that might be evidence. As the phone rang she stared at the coffee cups with a vengeance.

She snapped to attention as the Inspector Morrison's voice came over the phone.

"Inspector, Its Detective Rizzoli, yes , Dr Isles friend. Inspector we have an issue, Dr Isles has disappeared."