Matt arrived at the scene and asked Hoyt what he found out. He recognized the car from the night before as they pulled it back onto the road. The detective took Matt to the side, away from the other local officers and said loudly, "I told you P.I's to stay out of my hair…Can't I get one day off away from you guys?"

Matt looked confused and then Hoyt said in a much softer tone, "Meet me at the diner in town..." then louder, "Now, get lost."

Matt walked back to his car hoping the detective wasn't losing his mind and found the diner. Sure enough Hoyt joined him there and ordered a cup of coffee before looking around. He then turned to Matt, "I'm sorry about that, but I'm still not sure which team the locals are playing for here. I saw Flander's injuries and they don't seem to match up with an automobile accident. They look a lot more like a beating, with some kind of weird instrument." He looked around again.

Matt asked, "I saw that same car parked right where you found it last night. It looked broke down so I doubt it just went over the edge on its own….What kind of weird instrument?"

Hoyt nodded his head at first and then answered, annoyed, "I don't know, if I knew it wouldn't be weird. The man's head looked like someone pressed a spiral design in it or something. Even though there are no skid marks on the road, locals swear people drive off that little stretch all the time when they fall asleep at the wheel. They practically had the report completed before I even arrived."

Matt asked, "What made them call you in the first place?"

Hoyt looked around again, "We have a special task force investigating immigration issues in this region. I'm not the head of it, but some of my men are on it. It's a joint task force, a combined effort by federal and local authorities. Telso's winery has been flagged a bunch of times. Anyway, whenever anything happens out here, the force gets contacted. C.J. told me about your case and they found her business card on Flanders, that's why I called you."

Matt nodded his head, "Have you talked to Telso?"

Hoyt shook his head, "No, he wasn't home and his secretary, who would barely talk to me only said he's been out of town a couple of days and wouldn't be back til later tonight."

Matt told him, "I'll be stopping by his place tomorrow, just so you know. I need some answers from him. You know C.J.'s client works for the man and the woman he attacked performed at a charity benefit held at his winery last month."

Hoyt's brows shot up, "Well, isn't that interesting."

Matt agreed, "Its more than just interesting, it's a connection. Telso also seems to have issues with women. A few years ago a woman claimed he tried to rape her when she arrived to work for him. The woman disappeared and he never was fully investigated. She got away she claimed because he had some kind of physical disability."

Hoyt rubbed his neck, "Yeah, I heard something about that from one of the locals. He limps and has a hard time standing for long periods of time or something like that. Oh, and apparently that bartender came in this morning. He said you were bullying him into working with Reggie. Just got a call on my way over to the diner, nothing so far on that sketch Reggie made from the description he gave, but I have detectives working around the clock to match it to known offenders. Look, I'll share what I find out on this end and you keep me in the loop with what you find."

Matt nodded and added, "I have no problem with that, but I would appreciate it if you got the information to me a little faster than you have been lately."

Hoyt looked confused, "What do you mean? I called you as soon as I got out here."

Matt looked back at him, "I don't mean this accident, I'm talking about C.J. almost being run down by a car right outside our house."

Hoyt took a deep breath, "Look, Houston there wasn't much to tell and I assumed she would be calling you herself to let you know. The patrols checked in all night and whoever it was, and we are not sure they were there for Chris or C.J. or you for that matter, never returned. Nothing on the partial she gave us either, there are over 8,000 vehicles registered with NTV as their first 3 letters."

Matt looked down and then back at the exhausted detective, "Just do me a favor and call me next time. You know C.J. and you know she doesn't want me to worry. It seems its ok for her to worry, just not me."

Hoyt looked confused again so Matt explained as he relented, "Chris told me about you two drugging her to get her to rest when I went missing almost two years ago. I'm sorry, its just I didn't get a good night's sleep last night and after everything that's happened to Chris and this case, I think we just need a break. We are taking the boat out later and just sailing around the harbor to relax."

Hoyt smiled and said, "That sounds like the best idea I've heard all day. You know it wasn't easy getting those sedatives either. When I did and tried to get her to take one she practically assaulted me. We decided we had to figure out a way to get them in her system and she never really suspected Chris. She is one determined lady, especially when it comes to you."

Matt said, "I know. She really went after Logan?"

Hoyt nodded, "Walked right into his office, told him she knew that he knew where you were and she wasn't leaving until he told her." He shook his head, "I got a call that patrols were picking her up for trespassing and that she was being carried screaming to the patrol car from this office building. I honestly didn't think she was ever going to stop showing up at that building. He even took out a TRO on her. No, drugging her was the only way to keep her safe."

Matt just said, "Thank you, if I had come back and found she was gone…." He swallowed and stopped himself.

Hoyt patted him on his shoulder as he walked past him when he saw two local cops pull in, "You didn't and she wasn't, now go home and take her out on that nice boat of yours and you two relax. You can get back to the grind tomorrow."