Original... A/N: so the idea of this came to me…. and I kind of have an idea of what the plot would be. for now though, im just going to post this chapter, and if I get good responses, I'll add a beginning, middle, and end [:
New!... A/N: So the chapter has been edited slightly and I do believe this is the official place for it [:
Lisbon got a master key card from the front desk at the hotel.
"I'll give this back on my way out."
"Don't worry 'bout it." the man behind the desk said "It ain't gonna help reduce the crime that comes through this place."
She thanked him and made her way up to the room where Lloyd Smith was staying. She placed two of her fingers on the back of her gun, but not gripping it just yet, and she knocked on the door. "Lloyd Smith, CBI, I need to ask you a few questions." No response. She took the key card from her pocket her hand no longer reaching for the gun, "Mister Smith?"
She inserted the key card and let herself in. She went in slowly and took a quick look at everything in the room. There was a king sized bed to the right of the room, and it couldn't look any more unsanitary. She saw her reflection in the mirror straight in front of her, and double doors that undoubtedly led to what was meant to be a closet. She edged her way in some more fingers beginning to go for the butt of her gun again, "Mr. Smith?"
"You should have drawn your weapon agent." said a voice from behind her, and then she heard the cocking of a gun. She closed her eyes and cursed herself for not having her gun at the ready. "Turn around slowly, hands up." She put her hands in the air and turned to face him. He had been hiding behind the door when she opened it, he closed it with his free hand. "Now slowly, withdraw you gun, unload it, and throw it on the bed." She did as she was told. He made his way over, the gun still pointed at her chest, and grabbed her unloaded weapon from the bed.
"What are you doing Lloyd…" she said trying to engage him, so she could try to talk him out of doing whatever he felt he needed to do.
"Me? Just stopping you from ruining my business… especially since I have a large amount of clientele today…"
"What kind of business would that be?"
"Oh don't pretend you don't know." He seemed so calm and casual she realized this guy wasn't going to just give in with talking. He headed to the bedside table and rummaged through a drawer, pulling out a role of duct tape, and a piece of cloth. He then went back over to her, "Take out your cuffs." She did so and he took them, "Go to the closet, open the door." When she did her put one of the cuffs on her right wrist, then attached the cuff to the other so that the cuffs were secured by a pipe that went from the ground to he ceiling. He then patted her down, making sure she didn't have any back-up weapon on her. He took her badge and cell phone and put it in his pocket. He took the duct tape and secured her wrists to the pole, "I've seen the cop movies… I know you'll find a way out of your cuffs. But business is booming, and I won't have you deflate it." He was about to force the cloth in her mouth when her cell phone went off. He looked at the caller I.D. "Who's Rigsby?"
She swallowed, and realized her throat was dry "Someone I work with."
He glared at her before saying, "Don't say anything you wouldn't." He pressed the phone,
"Hello?" she said.
"Hey boss. Van Pelt and I were wondering if you ever got to talking to that person of interest yesterday. We asked Jane if he knew, but Jane said he was with Cho."
"Person of interest?" she said, he eyes shooting anger right back into Smith's.
"Yeah… uh a Lloyd Smith." She felt her heart stop beating, Lloyd looked a bit more alert.
"Yeah Rigsby, I spoke with him yesterday."
"Is he worth looking into?"
She wished she could say the opposite but, "No. He's clean Rigsby. Move on."
"Ok." then there was a long pause, she could hear Rigsby talking to someone inaudible, "Jane wants to know where you are."
Her breath was shaking, and her chest heaved "I got a stomach flu. I can't make it. I won't be in today Rigsby."
"Oh… well feel better boss." and before she could respond to him Lloyd pressed a the END button on her phone.
"Good job. Now, if you'll exscuse me…" he took the white cloth and put it in her mouth, then he put duct tape over it. She glared at him not letting him see any sign of weakness. "I have a client who will be here shortly." And with that he closed the doors to the closet leaving Lisbon only with the light coming from the blinds in the door.