I am going to start this chapter the same way I did the last one by saying that I know nothing about Canadian or American law, I know nothing about how a suspect would be questioned or who would do it. I also know nothing about how someone would be brought back, so PLEASE over look all those mistakes and enjoy the chapter. Thanks Trish J

Chapter 14

Toni was right on time, she took them to get some breakfast and then to headquarters.

"I just got a call from Jock, he said that Carson is due in within the hour so I figured we would get over there," Bennett said, "Something has been on my mind. I was wondering why there would be no record of Jay Carson?"

Sara shrugged her shoulders, "Perhaps he is here illegally."

"That would explain it," Kevin said, "I do know that Berry married a Canadian lady and got permission to stay here."

"Jay seemed to disappear in 85," Jim said, "His mother referred to relatives out of the country but would not elaborate."

"She was not questioned more?" Atkins asked.

"She was questioned a few times but never gave much information. Couldn't force her to talk. She passed away in 90."

Jock was a big burly fella with a full beard and very strong French accent. Introductions were made along with the purpose for their visit.

"Pete should be pulling in any second now," Jock said, "You can use my office."

Sara, Jim and Kevin waited in Jocks office, a few minutes later Jock escorted in a tall lanky man who appeared to be in his mid 20's. Earlier Kevin had told Jim and Sara that Pete was Barbara's son from her first marriage and Berry adopted him after they were married.

Kevin introduced himself then Sara and Jim, "Captain Brass and Miss Sidle would like to talk to you about your uncle Jay."

"Sure," Berry said, "What would you like to know."

Sara first asked him about the gun.

"Uncle Jay said that his father gave it to him for his 16th birthday," Pete said.

"That would have been in 1985?" Jim asked.

"Yeah. How do you know?" he asked.

"How much do you know about your uncle?" Jim asked.

"Not much," Pete said, "Him and Berry came here late 1985. Berry married my Mom in mid 1986. Uncle Jay moved way out in the country, still lives there today."

"Why is it we don't know anything about him?" Bennett asked.

"Uncle Jay never got a job, he just lives off the land. You know, hunts and fish and grows his own food. Anything else he needed Berry used to bring it to him. You never did tell me why you are interested in my Uncle?"

Sara told him about the shooting and the man who was killed in the car accident. Pete's eyes grew big his mouth fell to the floor, "My uncle killed a girl with the gun he gave me?"

"Now you know why we need to see your uncle," Kevin said, "Where is he?"

"His cabin is about 8 km outside of Aylmer," Pete said, still unable to comprehend what had been told to him.

Kevin got on the phone to the local authorities in Aylmer and told them they were on their way there and explained the reason why they were coming.

"I need to go with you," Pete said.

"We can't let you do that," Bennett said.

"You don't understand," Pete said, "Uncle Jay will shoot at anyone who comes on his property, unless it is me."

"Thanks for the warning," Kevin said, "But we still can't let you come."

"I don't want my uncle killed," Peter said.

"You do understand he is coming back with us to face murder charges," Jim said.

"That was 15 years ago, he was only a boy," Pete said.

"He still has to answer for what he had done," Jim told him.

"We need to get moving," Kevin said, "Aylmer is about 625 km from here."

After making sure that Pete did not try to contact his uncle Jim, Sara, Kevin and Toni took off for Aylmer. 9 hours later they arrived at the local station house, shortly after that Jim, Sara and Kevin along with two other officers were parked at the cabin, Jim pulled his weapon. "I'm not taking any chances," Jim said. Sara decided to follow Jim's lead and pulled hers too.

Kevin knocked on the door and identified himself and said that they needed to talk to him. A shotgun blast tore through the door and into Kevin's middle followed by several blasts in Sara and Jim's direction. Jim hit the ground pulling Sara with him. Several more blasts disabled the car.

"I'll try and rush the door," Jim said, "He has to reload that thing."

Jim stood just as Jay fired again.

Sara looked around, "I think we need to get around back."

"How do you intend to do that?" Jim asked.

"Like this," Sara said. Firing her weapon toward the door she quickly took off for the cabin and reached the side just as Carson returned fire in Jim's direction.

"You take the other side," Jim told one of the men that accompanied them.

The officer nodded and repeated what Sara had done. Now with one on each side of the cabin, Jim and the other officer opened fire as the two made their way toward the back.

"Hold your fire," Jim screamed, as he seen Carson - holding a gun to Sara's head - walking toward them.

"Guns down or this lady is dead," Carson shouted.

Jim and the other man laid their guns down and raised their hands. Carson instructed one of the men to collect all the weapons and phones, "Now, missy, you and I are going for a walk and the rest of you are gonna let us, right?"

Carson walked backwards, dragging Sara with him. Carson disappeared into a wooded area. One of the men went to check on Bennett and Jim went into the house to try to find some means of communication.

"Sergeant Bennett is dead," the officer said, "Martin is calling in reinforcements."

Jim looked at him, "How?"

"I never gave Carson Kevin's phone."

"He'll kill Sara as soon as he is a safe distance from us," Jim said.

The other officer pulled a rifle from the trunk of the car, they all took off in the direction that Carson had gone.

Sara had come to the same conclusion that Jim had and she decided she was not going down without a fight.

"It's time you and I part company, missy," Carson said, throwing Sara to the ground, "But if your nice to me I may let you live. Strip off them jeans!"

Sara lay on the ground, refusing to move, there was no way she was going to let him touch her that way.

"Strip!" he screamed kicking at her.

Sara hand went for the button on her jeans, "That's a good girl," Carson said, letting his guard down just long enough for Sara to grab a branch and hit him as hard as she could between the legs.

Carson screamed, dropped the gun and fell to the ground, crying in pain. Sara snatched the gun and held it to his head, fighting temptation to just pull the trigger.

"Get up," Sara told him.

Carson stood, grabbing the branch that Sara forgot to kick out of the way and hit her with it. Carson raised the branch over his head, a shot rang out and Carson fell to the ground, a hole in the back of his head.

"Sara?" Jim called running to her.

Sara woke up two hours later in a hospital room with a splitting headache and several stitches over her left eye, Jim was standing next to her.

"Even a rookie would kick away the suspects weapon," he said smiling at her.

"Carson?" she asked.

"It's over," Jim said. Handing Sara her phone Jim said, "Call Gil, I told him I would have you call when you woke up."