"Jane"
Silence
"JANE"
Silence
"Mr. PATRICK JANE!!!" Van Pelt finally bellowed from the top of her lungs. A smirk quickly appeared over the consultants face as he laid motion less on the brown letter couch. His eyes were shut to an extent that if it were not for the smirk anyone would believe he was asleep.
"Jane, seriously we have a case and Lisbon, Rigsby and Cho are already there. You are slowing me down." This time Van Pelt was careful with her choice of words and the tone she expressed herself.
"Well my dear it is lovely to see you have established the bitch inside the nice." Finally Jane spoke in his nonchalant and amused voice, as he slowly and cautiously opened his eyes.
"Where are we going?" Jane fixed his white vest, unrolled the sleeves to his crisp white shirt and he wore his dark gray suit coat over it.
"Airport"
"San Francisco." It was not a question but a confident statement from Jane as he stood by the doorway of the bullpen waiting for Van Pelt to put her laptop in her bag.
"How did you….Never mind." Somehow it was now Van Pelt who was slowing Jane down.
"All done"
"Yep"
Jane placed his hand on the small of her back as he led the red haired agent towards the elevator.
Meanwhile Lisbon, Rigsby and Cho stood in before an extraordinary Sea Cliff masterpiece. Cantilevered over 55 steel pillars, wood and glass designed in a modern style villa with stunning Golden Gate and panoramic view of the ocean, an indoor garden of fuchsias and daffodils, one of the world's finest residential addresses.
"Rigsby why don't you do the honor of ringing the bell," Lisbon stated, obviously intimidated by the grandeur of the cliff top house.
"But…Um…yes boss" he stated as he mustered up the courage to reach for the insignificant bell that lay opposite to the large custom made, dark oak double door.
After a few minutes a woman in a short black dress and a neat bun of blonde hair appeared at the door.
"Yes" she stated with a hesitation in her voice as she eyed the large, tall agent.
"Ma'am, I am Senior Agent Teresa Lisbon, this agent Rigsby and agent Cho." Lisbon stated as she pushed her way forward from behind Rigsby's frozen body. We are from the CBI, inquiring about the missing girl by the name of Elizabeth Warren. Is Lady Evangeline Warren at home? We wish to ask her a few questions"
"Please, come in" she moved away to allow the agents to enter as sadness has struck her upon mentioning Elizabeth's name.
Cho who had been paying attention to her the entire time noticed the sadness and quickly asked, "How was your relationship with Elizabeth?"
"Good, I guess." She was slightly taken a back by the forwardness of Cho's question, "Well, I am a maid. I clean and answer doors. There wasn't much of a relationship."
"What in particular was it that made you sad just a minute ago?" Cho inquired. His question not only took the maid off guard but it left Lisbon and Rigsby dumbfounded. When did Cho become Jane?
"It's just that every one thinks she ran away, but she has a wonderful home, she would never run away." She was now watching her black shoes, "I just hope, you guys don't give up and say she doesn't want to be found."
"We won't ma'am." Lisbon stated "Now can we see Lady Warren, please"
And with that they were led through a maze. From the front door they went through a corridor made of glass; if they looked below they would see the ocean crash against the rocks below their feet.
The three agents walked in silence as they reached a living room with a stone set fireplace and surrounding large glass walls that gave a lovely view of the blue serene ocean. An indoor patio with a water fall and Japanese cherry blossoms and other exotic plants was to their right. The sound of birds could be heard from within. A lovely set of white and ivory furniture was placed in the room and the over all decoration was done with taste, expensive taste. Collection of rocks and ships was placed neatly on wooden shelves over the fireplace. A Persian carpet was at the centre of the room that matched with the furniture.
"Lady Warren is in her study. I will tell you are here." With that the maid left the three agents in a room that was most likely a living room.
"Strange, they don't have a TV in their living room." Cho commented.
"Ok, since when did you and Jane switch brains?" Rigsby stated.
A smile crossed Lisbon's face as she settled herself on one of the sofas. Rigsby stood behind Lisbon by the fireplace and Cho walked about Jane like. "He just thought me a few tricks at the office yesterday. Key ways to be more observant he calls them, just trying them on for size, until he gets here."
"This could just be a waiting room, for unfamiliar visitors such as us, not a living room." Lisbon so obviously pointed out.
"I don't know, this is a nice place. Why would a girl like Elizabeth with a good life ahead of her and a nice, rich family run away from home?" Rigsby asked.
"No one said she did, and there could be thousands of reason." Cho answered confidently
"Ok Mr. Jane, give me two good reasons."
"Rich doesn't mean nice, her family may be rich, but dysfunctional, so family problems is one." Lisbon answered instead of Cho.
"Boyfriend" Cho added
"She wouldn't leave us, because of Mark." A female voice broke their conversation. She had obviously been crying. Her green eyes were watery and trails of tears were evident on her cheek. Her brown her was disheveled and tied in a messy ponytail. She wore a gray tunic dress that flowed nicely with the curves of her skinny body. Her Black boots clicked with the hardwood floor as she moved forward toward the agents. Her body felt lifeless and there was no joviality in the way she carried herself. A large gray wooden bracelet that matched the color of her boots lay simply around her wrist as her hand dangled lifeless by her side. As she lifted her other hand to wipe away the last of her tears, it revealed the largest engagement ring the agents had seen.
"Lady Warren, I'm Agent Lisbon, these are my colleagues Agent Cho and Rigsby." Lisbon stated as she stood up to shake her hand.
"Please call me Eva, Warren was my husband's name and now that he is dead I don't see a use in people calling me that."
"Who is Mark?" Rigsby stated as he moved away from the fireplace to sit across from Eva.
"Elizabeth's no good, crazy boyfriend. His full name is Mark Anthony Farber." Cho wrote down the name in his handy dandy notepad.
"Could you tell us about their relationship?" Lisbon continued.
"She was crazy in love with him, but I never approved. So it became a secret affair, she would sneak out of the house to meet him, and I would send one of the workers to look after her. Barnaby, my driver usually was the one to go."
"Was your daughter unhappy at home?"
"No, at least I don't think so, actually I just hope so. I tried to be a good mother and help her, emotionally, since Walter's death. It wasn't easy on us."
"Walter was your husband?"
"Yes, she was very close to her father. But I think she was over his death. Her school work improved and she has a scholarship to Berkeley for literature. She is an amazing writer." Eva begins to sob again. "Do you think she is still alive?"
"Ma'am, we hope so." Lisbon stated as she tried to calm the woman down.
"When was the last time you saw your daughter?"
"Yesterday, afternoon when she left Gary Danko, we did a little shopping at Neiman Marcus and then had lunch, she said she was meeting a friend and left."
"What time was that?"
"Around 3 in the afternoon"
"Did you send anyone to follow her this time?"
"No, her meetings with Mark are not in broad day light. I wasn't expecting her to meet him."
"That is all for now ma'am, thank you for your time. If you have other information you feel that are necessary for our investigation please don't hesitate to call me." Lisbon stated this as she handed the weak woman a business card.
"Let me send someone to see you out."
In a matter of seconds, another maid very similar to the first walked the three agents out of the house.
"That was creepy." Cho stated once they were in their black SUV.
"Yeah, their maids are like carbon copies." Rigsby responded, "So now what?"
"I think we need Jane, she is lying about something" Lisbon stated with exasperation in her voice. "I guess Van Pelt and Jane have probably gotten the fax and are at the police station right now, let's go there."
"Sounds like an idea," Both agents stated as they headed toward the San Francisco police Headquarters.
