Chapter 13 Test
Amy drove until her eyes were so clouded with tears she could not see. She pulled over to the side of the road put her head on her steering wheel and wept. Thinking of what she had done, taking the money and running.
"How about you sit with your friend and I'll make coffee for us and you can fill me in,'" Amy says as she pats the vial in her pocket. Amy made coffee watching the two friends talk. They were so comfortable with each other. As Maura relayed the story , Jane looked at her intently, rubbing her shoulder the whole time. Amy had to wonder what type of a relationship they had, whatever it was, they deeply cared for one another. Amy sighed as she took the vial from her pocket and dumped the contents in the coffee pot. She served the coffee with cream and sugar on the tray. There were two cups one for Dr Isles and one for her friend. They accepted the cup gratefully and included Amy in the conversation. Maura was the first to feel the effects as she unsteadily put down her mug, she went to get up but couldn't. Jane was next, she whipped her head around at Amy, she knew, yes, she knew, Amy did this. Amy could not meet Jane's eyes as Jane struggles to stay conscious. She latched onto a now passed out Maura, she pulled the smaller woman's body tight to her own body as she lost her battle to the effects of the sedative.
Amy sighed deep as she took out the burn phone and made a call. Within ten minutes there was a knock to the door of the suite. Amy found herself roused from watching the two friends entwined together. Amy let them in, they were dressed as Paramedics, they enter with a stretcher. They pulled of the comitos Detective with ease and picked Dr Isles up and place her on the stretcher, they take all the napkins from the table and the Detectives tablet. One man hands an envelope to Amy and they leave, shutting the door behind them. Amy finds herself left alone in the suite with a sleeping Detective, who will be pissed when she wakes up. She decides to leave.
As she drives, thats when the guilt hits. Dr Maura Isles has done lot for Aspen. Her family has helped fund the Medical center and has put a lot of money into cancer research. She reflected back to the young police officer, who thanked Dr Isles for her mother's life. The tears started and thats how she found herself now, a mess of guilt and regret. She glanced to the passenger seat and saw the envelope of money. She felt angry and grabbed the envelope and got out of her car, she screamed and threw the envelope into the ditch. She got back in her car and headed for the only place she felt comfort. She was done with this. She needed space and time to think. She got back in her car and sped off.
Jane paced and stared at the couch and coffee cups. She was madder and madder as the time progressed, she blamed herself for not suspecting Amy but mostly , she blamed herself for Maura disappearing. A knock came to the door that drove her from her musings. She looked through the peep hole and open the door.
"Inspector"
"Detective, what do we have?" Morrison asked as he looked around.
"I touched nothing once I realized what happened , are the CSIU team going to be here soon? We need to get out there and look for her." Jane says excitedly as she points to the door. "You know that this is precious time, we are wasting,"she pleas. "I am sure Amy, the nurse from the Medical center, is involved."
"Alright Detective Rizzoli, the team is on route. I'll need a statement from you," queries Morrison as he looked sympathetically at his colleague.
Almost simultaneously, their cell phones ring., they exchange glances as they go to separate sides of the room as they answer.
"Rizzoli, "Jane answered with a hand on her hip
"Jane, Jane is that you,"came the all familiar voice of her mother.
"Ma, why are you calling me? I said I'd call you and give updates as I could."Janes sighs, deflated.
"Oh ,Janie, Sean told me not to call you and worry you, but I needed to hear your voice."
Jane was now on high alert, "why Me, what's wrong?" Her voice cracks, obvious concern echoed in her response.
"They sent me, kittens, dead ones, oh Jane," her mothers voice shrinks to a whisper as she relayed her story, emotion taking control.
"Oh Me, what are you talking about, please Me tell me," Jane says, very anxious to hear the story.
Angela told Jane the story of the kittens in the box and the note. "Jane , I'm worried about you and Maura, stay there where you are safe."
Jane swallows heard as she thinks about the situation she is in, she lies, "Ma, we're fine, I'm sure they have a detail on you. Maybe you should stay with Frankie and leave Maura's for a while."
The concern in her voice did not go unnoticed by her mother, "WHAT'S WRONG, Jane , you talk to me now, I'm so scared." Angela respons, her voice laced with emotion.
"Ma, its good,"Jane swallows the lump in her throat, "take Bass and Jo. Take care Mom, please, don't worry, it will be okay, Ma ," pause, "I love you, you know right, I love you so much." As Jane's voice cracks. "I have to go, I'll check in with you later. Bye Ma, really it will be OK, love you." With that, Jane hangs up her phone, takes a deep breath and looks at the ceiling, willing herself not to cry.
" Inspector Morrison,"he answers his phone.
"Hi, this is Officer Coles from the Aspen police, We found something you may be interested in."
"And that would be? " rather annoyed Inspector answers.
"We found a van abandoned in the trees on Rio Grande Road, about a half hour out. Someone tried to burn it, but the back end is still intact, theres blood and a lot of it. CSIU team is here taking photos, we'll haul it back to headquarters for a thorough search. Just thought it may be related to your case, so I giving you a heads up." The officer spouts excitedly.
"Thanks Officer," Morrison then hangs up. He turns to see Rizzoli finishing her call as well. He thinks it best to wait, something must of upset her on thst call, she looks pale as she looks at the ceiling. Finally he clears his throat, Jane head snaps around and he has her attention.
"We may have a lead Detective," he says.
"On Maura?"she counters.
Morrison sighs, "The Patrolmen found a van outside of town, they're bringing it in. If you're interested you could come see too," he offers.
"Yea, yea, lets go and it's Jane," she says as she meets his gaze. "You can call me Jane." She extends her hand. He takes it and notes how strong her hand shake is, this is no typical girl, she had power and beauty, she just didn't know it.
"Henry, Henry Morrison, nice to meet you."
"You almost putting me in the brig at the hospital was a bad start," Jane smiles at her new found ally, " but I want to help here, especially in regards to Maura. I have to find her. I think there may be a link between here and Boston." She reveals.
"You alluded to that before when we first met, now I need to be filled in." Comments Henry curiously.
The Crime team arrives at the suite as the two detectives prepare to leave.
"They took my tablet with the info, but I reviewed it on the plane and can tell you what I know," says Jane as they exit the door.
We can talk on the way," Henry leads the way to his car.
Korsak and Frost are in the Lieutenant's office along with Agent Dean. They are looking at the letter and the signature," ÖR"on the middle of the page. The letters are neat block letters and the paper is plain lab results on the cat family revealed they were killed with diethyl ether affixation. As all four men regarded the reports, Cavenaugh was the first to speak. "I asked Angela not to tell Jane about this." He didn't look up from the papers.
"Do you think she listened?" questioned Gabriel.
"No probably not," Sean said with a weary sigh. "We need to find who the hell is doing this and why." The other three nodded.
"Frost, get me all you can on our three dead guys," Cavenaugh instructs. He acknowledges the request and heads to the Morgue.
A knock comes to the door, a frustrated Cavenaugh answers, "yes, what is it.'"
A very nervous patrol man enters, "Sir, Dr Isles and his wife are here, what do you want me to tell them?"
"What, how did they find out,"Sean rolls his eyes and clenched his teeth when the realization hits him, "Angelá," he whispers.