Till Death Do Us Part
Part 12
Rizzoli and Isles are the property of TNT and Tess Gerritson. I am just borrowing them for some fun.
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Darkness had fallen across the ranch land. Storm clouds were building to the west as the wind had picked up. Sheet lightening spread across the sky and plains like tendrils of a spider's web. Rebecca stared out at the horizon as chills of fear spread up and down her spine for the first time in so long. She had too many people to care about in the line of fire. One wrong move and one of them would die.
"They say the dead can hear our thoughts. Wendy, if you can hear me tonight. Let them all come out of this safe. Please." Rebecca's whispered words echoed softly across the library. Rebecca turned and went out through the office door. She walked toward the back bedroom where Jane was located with Maura and Amman. Korsak let her pass as he watched the hallway behind her.
"Hey, how is she?" Maura looked up from where she was bathing Jane's brow. The detective had broken out in fever a couple hours after the sedative had been given.
"I think she has a mild infection in the leg. Doctor Peterson has pumped her full of antibiotics and an anti-inflammatory. She has come to a couple of times, but she is not lucid. Rebecca, she made need a hospital." Rebecca nodded.
"Amman. Keep close watch over Jane." Rebecca reached into the bag at her side handing over a flashlight. There was a sharp knock. Rebecca turned as Amman brought up the gun in his hand.
"Rebecca? It's Edward. We have a problem." Edward came in the door as Amman lowered his gun. He looked around the room. Maura was lowering the rifle to her side. She began bathing Jane's head and neck with cool water. Jacob was right behind Edward setting a tray down.
"This will be the last time we come in for the night Doctor Isles. No one else should come through that door. Understand?" Maura nodded.
"Thank you Jacob. I appreciate you bringing us dinner and the medicine I requested." Jacob nodded and moved over to where Edward and Rebecca were whispering.
"He wasn't on the ranch. The Feds have raided the ranch, rounded up all his men, but he is not there. His son was there greeting them like they were old friends. Also Agent Winez isn't there. The border patrol and ATF are raiding the western edge of our ranch as we speak. Agent Dean said to be on alert. Frost called Korsak a few moments ago. There was a sudden transfer of one hundred fifty thousand dollars from Gonzalez's bank account to an account in Switzerland. It is going to take forty-eight hours to get the name on the account."
"So now there is another player in the game you have set up Rebecca." Maura had come up behind Jacob listening intently to the conversation. "The question is now who is this one after Rebecca?" Rebecca turned her head away and then looked back at Maura.
"If it is Gonzalez paying I am the target. All right, we all stay with partners. No moving around the ranch except in pairs. Hopefully, that way it's harder to get to Jane and I. Maura, if someone gets through Amman do not hesitate to shoot. Because they will shoot you." Maura nodded and turned to Amman.
"I trust you. Just don't get hurt. Jane's a big enough stalwart pain in the butt. I bet your no better." Amman laughed a deep booming laugh at Maura's statement.
"You will never know. Trust me. I will not fail you." Amman turned to Rebecca. "Or you my friend." Peterson came running down the hall.
"Rebecca? We need help out in the barn. Several of the horses are upset with the lightening. The boys that are left are around the perimeter of ranch, but that only leaves five of our guys." Jacob, Edward, and Rebecca headed out the door. Amman nodded to Korsak. He closed the door and locked it. The phone rang in the house as Rebecca was about to leave.
"Go tend the horses. I will keep the doc with me until I join you." Edward nodded. Jacob ran out the door with Edward following him. Rebecca went to her study with Peterson in tow. "Hello? Yes, agent Dean. What? I'm sorry the phone has a great deal of static. What? Winez is dead? Are you sure? Okay." Rebecca hung up the phone. She turned to where Peterson was standing near the double doors. "Agent Winez is dead. It seems he wouldn't surrender when the ATF came down on the smugglers." Peterson looked at her curiously.
"What's wrong?" Peterson asked her.
"They identified him by his wallets ID. No one on the ATF knows him." Rebecca walked over to the open double doors staring out into the night. It was then she noticed the horse nervously pawing the ground tied to the side of the porch. "What the h…" She felt a pink prick and hot fire flood her neck. Quickly she punched back even as she began to stumble and the room began to dim.
"Sorry Rebecca. You can't be allowed to continue to live." Peterson smiled as blood dripped down his cheek from his eye where the blow landed.
"Why?" Rebecca asked as she fell to her knees.
"Because I want more in life. He offered it. I took it." Peterson smiled as Rebecca fell hitting the edge of the brick fireplace with her head. Quickly he picked Rebecca up throwing her over his shoulder. Joseph came through the double doors as Peterson pasted him. "They're in the back bedroom. Korsak's in the hall. Amman is in with the women. Hurry." Peterson moved to the horse throwing Rebecca across the front of the saddle. He mounted and took off just as loud strike of lightening came down plunging the ranch into darkness.