FB, FW Chapter 8

"Shut it b*tch, you don't know my boy," Tony took his phone out, "anymore lip from you and I'll make the call. I'm sure you wouldn't want Hugh to get hurt now would you?"

Anna quickly shook her head as Tony lowered his gun and put it back in the back of his waistband and his phone back in his pocket. Anna breathed a sigh of relief.

"Now to answer your question Horatio, before I was rudely interrupted. I want you to go over all of the evidence against Clavo and put right the mistakes that were made."

Horatio and Anna looked through all of the boxes on the shelves. But couldn't find what they were looking for. Anna headed towards the computer.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Anna sat down on the chair, "the evidence box for Clavo's case isn't there. So I'm checking the computer database to see if I can locate the evidence."

Horatio was still looking through the boxes on the shelves when Tony abruptly spun him around, "you knew it wouldn't be here, why did you bring us here?"

Horatio looked at Tony sternly, "I was hoping it was still here so we wouldn't have to go down to the archives. There are so many cases that we can't keep them all here. We store them away once they go cold or get solved."

"But my boy isn't a cold case, he's still in prison."

"But the case is closed..."

"If you're stalling for time…"

"Mr Correllia, I was simply trying to save time in the hope that it was here so we wouldn't have to go look in the archives," Horatio lied his way out of it as quickly as

he could. He had in fact come to lock-up to stall for time and Anna knew it. She too was trying to stall for time on the computer. Tony turned his attention to the computer and to what Anna was doing, "so Doc, have you found where it is?"

"I'm getting there. I have to go through a range of security questions to verify that I'm not a security risk," Anna had lied to him as well.

"Well? Have you found it?"

Anna tapped away at the keyboard, "here we are, I'll print it off."

The printer spat out the paper and Tony picked it up, "what the hell does all of these numbers mean?"

Horatio explained to him the numbers identify the case number and where it's situated. They were all startled by a knock on the door.

"Horatio, answer it but don't do anything stupid," he grabbed Anna and pulled her behind the door.

Horatio opened the door to come face to face with the graveyard supervisor and a young police officer.

"Hal, what can I do for you?"

"I thought you would be with Calleigh?"

"I have a few things to sort out, Dr McBreadle's expertise it required. Calleigh is still at the hotel with the guests. We shouldn't be too long before we're out of your way."

"Sure thing, oh and congratulations Horatio."

"Thank you," as Horatio shut the door, Hal turned to the officer to give instructions.

"Judging from Horatio has told me, Dr McBreadle is in there with the suspect and Calleigh and the guests are at the hotel. We need to know what's going on in that hotel."

"What about the Lieutenant?"

"I want everyone to give him and Dr. McBreadle what they need. Keep the suspect sweet until we have a firm plan on what we are doing."

"Yes sir," the officer went off to sort things out.

Hal's beeper went off, he looked at it and went straight to reception. He was greeted with the receptionist handing him the phone receiver, "it's for you. It's something about Horatio."

Hal put the receiver to his ear, "hello, who is this?" he grabbed a pen and paper. He started to write down the name of the female caller, Julia.

"Daisy Jo, Donna, Chloe and Kyle are with me," Julia had decided to phone the lab up as she didn't know what else to do.

"Julia, did you see anything in the hotel?"

"There were two men with big guns and another man who seemed to give out the orders. I have no idea what the guns are so don't ask. I just saw that they were big."

"Okay, anything else?"

"Yes, a big black car with New York plates outside the front door, which I thought was weird as Miami is miles away from New York."

Hal wrote all of this down as quickly as he could, "okay Julia, you've been a big help. Just keep the children with you. They'll be safer there."

"Okay, thank you. Please let me know if there are any developments."

"Yes ma'am I will. Good bye for now and thank you," Hal gave the receiver back to the receptionist and went back into the lab.

Julia put the phone down and walked over to the couch where Kyle was sat with the girls, drinking hot chocolate and eating cookies. Kyle looked up at his mother and went to stand up.

"Excuse me girls, I will be back with you shortly," Kyle and Julia went to the back of the room so that they couldn't be heard but they could still keep an eye on the children.

"What did they say mom?"

"Not a lot. They took details from me and thanked me for being a big help. I was also told to keep the kids here as they were safe here. That includes you as well Kyle.

Kyle looked half shocked at Julia, "why did you say that?"

"Please just stay here. Don't try anything to put yourself in danger, your dad would want you safe. Besides, these three don't know me at all so you'll have to help me out. I'm years out of practice with young children."

Kyle sighed, "okay I promise. I just feel so helpless sat here."

"But you're not, being here is giving your dad peace of mind that you're safe."

"I suppose," Kyle could see her point.

Hal went outside to have a cigarette. He really didn't need one but he had one so that it would give him a chance to look around the parking lot without raising suspicions to any possible driver waiting outside. As he looked around, he noticed a car with New York plates parked no more than twenty five meters away from him. He couldn't see what colour it was as it had got too dark outside to distinguish. The light inside the car was on and there was the chauffeur sat in the driver seat, reading a magazine and smoking a cigar with the window down. Hal put out his cigarette and darted upstairs.