I'm beyond angy at the finale, I'm still so emotional and it can't be healed. There'll never be anyone as awesome as Mr Kaplan was…they didn't have to end her like that. Thank god for fanfiction is all I can say…enjoy.
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Kathryn Nemec
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Eight hours earlier
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Kate was exhausted and cold, spending four hours in the woods burying Red's latest victim hadn't been an easy one. Baz had stayed to help her, Red's victim; Simon Deller hadn't been a light man. Baz had helped Kate dig the grave before loading him in to the hole, the rain beginning.
"We should hurry before any evidence resurfaces with the rain." Kate ordered.
Another half hour and they were back in the car, Kate's shoes covered in mud, her hands with traces of mud as Baz handed her a cloth from the glove compartment.
"Thank you dearie."
"We going to Red's or back to yours?"
"Mine I think, it's been a long day, I'll call Raymond in a little while and let him know how things went."
Silence filled the car as Kate looked out the passenger's side window, her eyes feeling heavy.
"How's your new cleaner coming along?" Baz asked.
"She's getting better; I've had her doing my apartment right now until I know she can handle Raymond's messes."
"She does know what she'll be doing right?"
"I made it clear to her, and I explained that she'll be paid handsomely for it."
"Can she be trusted?"
"She knows who he is, the business he's in. She came in to this fully informed."
"She nice?"
"Far too young for you dearie?"
Baz laughed before turning to her.
"I meant her personality."
"Of course you did." Kate smiled, turning to eye him questionably.
Baz pulled up outside Kate's apartment, the rain still pouring.
"You okay from here?"
"I'll be fine, Molly should still be there. Thank you for the ride, night dearie."
"Night Kate."
Baz waited until Kate was inside her apartment before finally driving off. Kate closed the door to her apartment, removing her jacket before calling out to Molly.
"Molly…it's Mr Kaplan, are you still here."
The place was unusually quiet, Kate made her way down the hallway, drawing her gun as she checked every room. She made her way in to the bathroom, trying the light switch to find it wasn't working. She took out a small torch from her bag, turning it on to see the word 'RUN' written in blood on her bathroom mirror, she turned to her side, hitting something with her foot, looking down to see the lifeless body of Molly lying by the bath, a pool of blood around her, her throat cut. Kate got ready to draw her gun and turn when she felt a hand coming over her mouth, she struggled to free herself, running from the room, the intruder following her and Kate ran in to the front room, she reached up to the fire place, grabbing an object and swinging it at her attacker before she felt something hard hit her on the side of her head, she fell to the floor, her gun being thrown form her grasp, across the floor before her attacker was on her, she struggled with them, scratching at them as hard as she could before they covered her mouth with something before her world turned dark.
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2am
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Dembe looked at the screen for the umpteenth time, sending yet another text and voicemail. Red walked in, taking off his hat as Dembe threw his cell down on the table.
"Dembe?"
"I can't get a hold of her, I've called her many times, I've text her…there's nothing."
"Something's wrong, it's not like Kate not to return our calls like this."
"I called Baz, he said he dropped her off at her home around six. He didn't notice anything wrong."
"We need Elizabeth and quite possibly Agent Mojtabai, he might be able to help us get a trace on Kate's cell."
"Should we go to her apartment?"
"Yes, I'll call Elizabeth now, Dembe get the car ready."
"Yes Raymond."
Elizabeth rolled over in bed when she heard her cell vibrating on the night stand, groaning as she went to sit up before answering.
"Hello." She groaned.
"Lizzie, I need you….now?"
"Red, are you kidding me…it's 2am."
"I'm sorry Lizzie but it's important."
"Fine, give me half an hour and I'll be over." She replied as she listened to him where to meet him.
Elizabeth didn't give him time to reply as she hung up the phone before getting dressed and dialling another number.
Elizabeth pulled up outside the address Red had given her, seeing the older man standing on the steps with Dembe.
"Red, what the hell is going on, do you have any idea what the…."
"I'm sorry for calling you out so early but it couldn't wait."
"You're paying the nanny, she wasn't happy about being woken up this early."
"I'm happy to pay her."
Elizabeth went quiet before looking at the building they were standing outside off.
"So, what is this place?"
"This is Mr Kaplan's residence."
"Oh…she needs us?"
"I haven't heard from Mr Kaplan in nearly eight hours."
"You're worried?"
"Yes, it's not like her not to keep in touch. I asked you here because, well…you're FBI, you're able to gain access to her apartment without any questions asked."
"You don't have a key?"
"No…not anymore."
Elizabeth eyed him closely, watching the exchange of glances between himself and Dembe.
"Move out the way."
Red and Dembe did as she asked, and watched as she picked the lock on the front, before drawing her weapon, Red and Dembe entering behind her.
"MR KAPLAN…IT'S ELIZABETH, ARE YOU IN HERE."
There was no response as Elizabeth braced herself as she entered each room, Dembe drawing is gun as he made his way in to the bathroom.
"RAYMOND…IN HERE?"
Elizabeth and Red looked at each other with worry as they made their way to the bathroom to find Dembe standing over the body of Molly.
"Jesus, who is she?" Elizabeth asked.
"Her names Molly Fletcher, she was hired by Kate, she has a number of girls who help out with…with em…"
"Your victims?"
"Yes." He said, avoiding her eyes.
"Raymond…the mirror?"
All three looked up, seeing the word 'Run' written on the mirror.
"Is that blood?" Elizabeth asked.
"Yes."
"Mr Kaplan's?"
"Could be Molly's?"
"What the hell happened here?"
"I don't know Lizzie."
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Kate woke up, feeling the pounding in the side of her head, nausea creeping in as she tried to sit up. She lifted her hand to find it handcuffed to a metal railing. She looked around to see herself surrounded by darkness, a constant dripping coming from a pipe across the room. Fear suddenly filled her as she began to wonder who had taken her and killed Molly. Her head shot up as she heard the metal door opening, a dark figure coming towards her, throwing down a bottle of water, which landed at her leg.
"Who are you, what do you want?"
There was no reply from her kidnapper, just bright blue eyes looking back at her through the balaclava.
"If it's money you want, you can have it. What do you want…me? Does this have something to do with Raymond? The FBI?"
The kidnapper never uttered a word, just kept staring at Kate, Kate felt physically sick, her head getting worse. The dark figure suddenly knelt down in front of her, unscrewing the bottle cap before passing the water to Kate. Kate's hand shook as she took the water, taking a few sips before she felt a hand coming to the side of her head, brushing hair from her face. Kate looked deep in to her kidnapper's eyes, anger and fear in them.
"Please dearie, tell me what it is you want. Whatever it is, you can have it…just let me go."
Her kidnapper got to their feet, retreating back, before turning to leave the room, leaving Kate alone in the dark once again.
"WHO ARE YOU." Kate screamed, now fearing for her life.
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To Be Continued…