Chapter15 Clues
Jane and Henry approach the van. The CSIU are just wrapping up and a tow truck is there ready to haul the burnt carcass to the Aspen Evidence bay. Both Jane and Henry put on gloves and begin looking at the van's remains. One of the officers provides some background. "Hey, Inspector Morrison, I'm Officer Coles, I spoke to you on the phone."
"Of course, Officer Coles, thanks for the heads up, " replies Henry as they exchange handshakes. "This is Detective Rizzoli form the Boston PD, she is working this case with me," he lies as she shakes the Officer's hand, she gives him as side glance as he continues to ask the Officer questions. "Do we have anything on the plates yet?"
"Although the plates are from Colorado, the registration is from Massachusetts." Both Jane and Henry look at each other. "The plates were reported stolen from a car at the Cherry Creek Shopping Center in Denver last week." The young officer looks up from his tablet.
"What the hell, can I see that," Jane says as the officer passes her his tablet with the information. "It says here that the van belong to a Rebecca Todd from Malden Mass, then how did it get here?" Jane queries out loud.
"Maybe there is a Boston connection, if so I want you on board, let me call the Lieutenant to get you more access," he leaves her to go make his call. She goes to call her Cavanaugh doesn't answer, she calls Korsak.
Dean, Korsak and Frost are still in Cavenaugh's office examining the evidence before them. "All three victims seem related somehow?" Korsak ponders, while stroking his goatee, "Well, the ice picks had no fingerprints on them, but the violent attacks associated must be related. The victims, Andrew Hass, Perce O' Flanagan, and Jason Floyd. Common. killed with a ice pick. Hass , injuries suggest ice pick, O'Flannigan, had blood from Hass near the hilt and Floyd had an ice pick all his own."
"Yea, shoved up his nose," Frost shutters at the thought.
" You know , Tommy O'Rourke and that family were a contender until Doyle had him killed, now the weaker are all vying for power," interjects Dean. "I'm going back to Washington and work it from there, I'll keep you posted."
Korsak phone goes off, he excuses himself to answer it. "Korsak".
"Vince, its me, Jane."
" Jane, how are things there, we are working on a lead."
" I've been trying to connect with Lieutenant Cavenaugh., is he there?"There was a slight pause, then Jane speaks again.
" Vince , I lost her." the pain in her voice conveyed more that words
"Jane, what do you mean?
" They took her, they sedated us and they took her," her voice cracking at the mention of it.
" Jane, I'm sorry, tell me what I can do on this end?" Vince looks up to see all the questioning eyes on him.
" Vince there is a Massettesis connection, the authorities here found a van, and it has a Malden address. I really need to get in touch with Sean to get his permission to work this from here. I need a gun to get those bastards..." She is cut off by Vince.
" Jane, I'll take care of it on this end. We talked to Doyle and the murder victim was sent by him to protect Maura, he figures there is something big about to go down. His organization may be all that's keeping things in check, he has control right now. He has begrudgingly agreed to work with us as long as we keep Maura safe. And Jane, keep you head on about this. You'll find Maura and when you do, keep your head on straight" admonishes Vince.
" Yea, Yea," Jane nods on the other end of the phone, knowing he is right, " thanks for bringing me back , partner, but this is on me, I should have protected her," Jane admits as she looks skyward willing the tears not to fall, but a few escape despite her efforts.
Vince can hear the pain in his partner's voice. "Jane, this isn't your fault, don't blame yourself, Maura wouldn't want that." He knew these two ladies were best friends, but he is pretty sure that Jane's concern is more than that. For a while now ,both he and Frost have speculated, that there is something more there. Frost waves him back from his musings. He points at the tablet he is holding, " Jane we can send you all the info to the tablet."
" No, they took that too," she says in a cracking low voice as she quickly wiped the tears away, praying no one there saw. "You talk to Sean and get me that clearance, as soon as I'm set up I'll text you," she said through gritted teeth. " I got to go, tell if if you get anything,anything, call me, please , call me, Vince."
As Korsak listened, he thought hard about what to say next, he took a deep breath and said it, "Jane, Dean is here, we have the FBI's cooperation in this." He kept his back to the other two men, who looked on as he cringed. There was silence on the other end of the phone.
" Well, woop de doo, " she sarcastically sighed, " no, no, at this point , I really need all the help I can get, " she looks behind her to see Inspector Morrison approaching, " really have to go, I'll keep you posted."
"Bye Jane"Korsak replied as the phone line went dead.
" Well?" asked Frost." What'd she say?"
Korsak looked from Frost to Dean and back again. " Whoever is behind this has Maura. Jane wants to coordinate with the Aspen Police, so I'm going to get the necessary clearances from Lieutenant Cavenaugh." He looks at Dean, " She is pleased to have the FBI's help in this too, Gabriel." He embellished the truth but he was pleased to have their help too, anything to save his girls. He had a bad gut feeling and he couldn't quite place why, all he knew was that he feared for both ladies.
" Well, I really need to get back to Washington and coordinate from there." He looked at Korsak and Frost. " I'm glad Jane's okay and I'm sure we will find Maura."
" There may be a Massachusetts connection." Vince interjects.
" Really, well that is something to go on." Dean responds as he raises an eye brow.
" I sure hope Maura is OK," comments Frost as he looks up from his tablet. All three men nodded. " Did you tell Jane to send me all the facts from her tablet on the case?"
" I did, but that was taken as well as Dr Isles." Korsak replied.
" Oh," responds Frost.
Lt. Cavenaugh re enters his office. " Jane just called, the situation has escalated, Dr Isles has been taken."
Sean shakes his head, " People , run them down, now I'm convinced there is a connection and that connection is Maura."
" Lets give Doyle another visit and see what he has learned."
" I'm going back to Washington and keep me posted with any information from here or from Jane," with that, Dean shake's each man's hand and leaves the office.
All three friends ponder the new facts, each feeling a bit shell shocked. Scared for their friends, especially Maura. Sean was the first to break the silence," Alright boys fill me in." as he takes his seat behind the desk.
Jane turns to meet Henry as he approaches. " I described the situation to Lt Park, and he is happy to have you here to help with the case, especially when I mentioned mob and Massachusetts connection," he chuckled. "He wants me to take you back and issue you a weapon and get you a little desk and computer set up by me. We are not as fancy here as Boston, I'm sure, but we can make you comfortable enough." he shyly smiles.
" That sounds great, I just need to find her." Jane responds.
" First you need to clear your head, you are way too close to this. I'll take you to the station, we'll review some facts, then we'll find you a hotel to stay at, since the suite is now a crime scene." He looks at her, she looks tired but he also knows she is worried for her friend's safety and that every minute counts. " My wife says a hot bubble bath and a glass of brandy on the side, helps to make you relax. So we will stop by the 7-11 on the way to the hotel," he smiles and motions toward the car.
Jane smiled and looked at his left hand and there was a gold band. She felt foolish now for the awkward feeling in the car earlier. He was a sympathetic colleague, he was not trying to make a pass at her. The way his face lit up when he mentioned his wife, indicated to her that they had a sound relationship." Your wife is a smart lady, I may take her advice." She commented with a smile and nod. She felt even more at ease around him now. As they walked to his car, her mind drifted to Maura, God, I hope you are alright. Can you feel my love, my strength, I'm sending it to you. Hold on sweetie, I'm coming for you , I promise. She reached the car and slipped into the passenger seat, thankful to sit and be chauffeured
As Maura came too, she could hear Tim talking in the other room. Her head hurt but he had re tied her, in a hog style this time. her feet were tied to her hands and there was a rope around her neck tying her to the bet post. She heard more of conversation as she forced herself to listen.
" Yes Sir, I didn't think they would find that crap van so fast. That was such a fucking piece of shit, it wouldn't even burn right!" he sneered. He listened and then continued. " I did as you asked, I left the registration for the van in it. Once they put the pieces together, they should be here, and I'll be ready for the good detective, as planned."
Maura's blood grew cold, she was bait, bait to trap Jane. Why did they want Jane to come here, why take her and put her through all this? She shook her head trying to clear it. As she looked up, she saw him looking at her, he was holding a bottle of water and a straw. She hungrily accepted the straw into her mouth and sucked up the fluid. It felt good washing over her dry parched mouth and throat. When she was done, he pulled away.
" Why are you doing this, who do you work for and why did you call me Maura Doyle?" she questions.
" Well, hello and don't we have a lot of questions after our nap," he says as he sets the bottle down on a nearby table.
"Lets just say first, it was all about you, how to hurt your Daddy, make him relinquish control." he starts.
Maura angrily replies, "He's not my father, how many times do I have to tell you that."
"Well, all I can tell you that for my employers purpose, he is." He comes close and she starts to squirm, he kneels beside her. He traces circles on her arm as he speaks, she never breaks eye contact with him the whole time, radiating her hatred of him and the situation. "You see, it was suppose to be simple, I take you out with one shot. Doyle's little body guard tried to save you, you know. She got in my way, I got off two shots and she took them for you. I would have shot you anyway but my rifle jammed, so then I had to cause an avalanche, and as my luck goes, you survived that too. You arrived at the hospital and I had you put under my care. Your "Isles"celebrity status complicated matters, but when you woke up with amnesia, I thought our plan to eliminate you would work. Of course the Police got involved and then you remembered and things just escalated." He drew back and looked at Maura's face. He didn't see fear, he saw sadness.
"That dead girl, was from Doyle? She was sent to save me. My God, she's dead because of me?" There was a tear of realization in her eye.
"Uh, don't cry yet,"he wiped the tear from her cheek, "your next savior will meet the same fate."
The impact of what he meant hit her like a ton of bricks, "Jane," she whispered.
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