Here is Chapter 3 -Still not my characters, other than Elizabeth, Clare and you know some of them. BTW never been to San Francisco, all the locations and stores are from google map. I love google. It is very Handy.

"Why don't you tell me about Mark, Clare." Jane asked, finally sitting down beside Lisbon.

"We would meets during the day. I would say I am going to see some friends from school and my dad would leave me alone." Clare started to explain,"He was really nice to me. I am in love with him and He was good friends with Elizabeth. So he would never do this, he would never hurt Elizabeth, if that's what your thinking."

"We know that. He was dating Elizabeth as well." Jane abruptly interrupted.

"What? No! Who told you that?" she was in shock.

"Ma'am that is confidential..."Lisbon began.

"Her mother. She was having Elizabeth followed at night." Jane was quite frank with her.

"JANE!"

"She was going to figure it out sooner or later." Jane turned his attention now to Clare, whose face expressed anger and sadness at the same time.

"When was the last time you saw Mark." Lisbon asked Clare, now ignoring Jane.

"Yesterday, at 3:30 in the afternoon. We were at Union Square and then he said he had a writing seminar. He applied for a scholarship at Berkeley's but he never got in. He wasn't much of a writer. He got a taxi and that was the last time I saw or talked to him." Clare was now genuinely grief stricken.

"Where were you going to meet Elizabeth yesterday?" Lisbon asks

"At Altone's. Its a club by North Beach, near that restaurant her mother always goes to, Gary Danko."

"Did you get there on time?" Jane asks

"No, I was 30 minutes late."

"That is all for now." Lisbon nodded.

Once the two agents were outside, Lisbon called Cho and asked him to bring Mark down to the headquarters, "Jane wants to be there. Yeah...Bye."

"So what are you thinking?"Lisbon asked as she hung up.

"Clare didn't know about Mark and Elizabeth, and even if she did, she wouldn't hurt her only friend, she would probably hurt Mark."

"Whoa, hold on, where do you get all this."

"Well, the only pictures in the room were of her and Elizabeth, no one else. Thus they are close to each other. And she was genuinely hurt when she heard the news," He pauses, "It was in her eyes. She is not a suspect"

"Lets say you are right for the sake of argument, then who is a suspect."

"Lets see. Mark, got tired of an old girlfriend, cleared the field for a new one, Clare. He could have also been mad about the scholarship from Berkeley. As I recall, Elizabeth won that. The mother, grief stricken from husband's death, tired that her daughter has a boyfriend and she doesn't, not likely, but possible. Barnaby the driver, he has been following Elizabeth for a while and figures she deserves someone better, so he kidnaps her and you know... Someone from Gary Danko, followed her to the meet. Or someone at Altone's saw a lonely, pretty girl, too young to be there and the rest you can guess."

"Fine, I guess we have a lot of people to interview."


Jane and Lisbon arrived at the headquarters just in time. Cho was getting nowhere with this Mark character. He was a surfer dude. The blond hair and the air of confidence about him. He looked more like Clare's type of guy, than Elizabeth's.

Jane doesn't waste a minute. After seeing that Cho can't grill the guy, he burst into the middle of the interrogation room and pulls a chair near Mark. "Do you mind Cho?"

"Nope, do your thing." The asian man walks slowly to the back room, leaving Jane with the suspect.

"Mark, did you kill Elizabeth Warren?" Jane asks as soon as he was seated.

"NO!"

"Did you kidnap Elizabeth Warren?"

"No man, I didn't even see her yesterday."

"What were you doing from 3:30 to 5:00 o'clock in the afternoon?"

"None of you business."

"You think you'll lose your cool if you tell me that you went to a writing seminar with a bunch of old people down at the community centre."

"Yo, ok fine, I was down there, so what?"

"Were you mad Elizabeth got a scholarship to Berkeley and you didn't?"

"Never, she deserved it, she was a genuine writer."

"Did she figure out about you and Clare, threatened to tell Clare's father, if you guys didn't stop the sneaking around?"

"Poor fool, had no frickin idea." Mark looks down at his shoes.

"So tell me one thing, if you didn't hurt Clare, why do you sound guilty to me, of some crime?"

Silence

"Oh come on Mark. Why do you think Lady Warren was letting you date her little daughter?"

Silence

"You were sleeping with her, weren't you?" Jane now leans forward to stare at Mark's watery eyes.

Silence

"Elizabeth figures out what you two are doing and you have to take her out before she tells the police and sends her mother to jail."

"She didn't KNOW. I NEVER hurt her."

"That will be all, you can go."

Jane walks out the interrogation room.

"He can go, can he?" Lisbon asks in angry tone.

"He didn't do anything, other than sleep with three woman just to satisfy his teen hormones." Jane so calmly pointed out with a smile,"Lady Warren, on the other hand, should be arrested for statutory rape. Although, she wouldn't hurt her daughter because she is a lonely little pathetic woman, who has lost her husband."

"Jane you better be right or..."

"I am always right my dear." Jane responds,"Oh by the way, tell Cho to go pick up this Barnaby, driver, fellow. We should have a little chat."

Lisbon rolls her eyes as she returns to the interrogation room.

Jane non-chalantly strolls back and lies down on a couch, similar to his own.


"I found some information, on recent kidnappings on North Beach. Victims disappear from North Beach and are kept somewhere for three days and then are dumped by the shoreline. They are all smothered to death with pillows. The victims are random and have nothing in common. Teenagers, adults, males, females. It seems like he kidnaps anyone that is alone and unmarried."Van Pelt explains after Rigsby and Jane are settled around her computer,"He always kidnaps a male and a female at the same time and dumps the bodies in the same location."

"Interesting," Jane intrupts, "He is probably a mental case, who has never shared a human bond and is desperate to create one between his captives. Which most likely fails due to their fear."

"Since when did you become a psychologist" Rigsby asks.

"I read that book on the Pathological Entities of Loneliness." Jane smiles."What else?"

"That is all they have on file, he is named as the North Beach Kidnapper, by locals." Van Pelt continues, "Where are Lisbon and Cho?"

"Arresting Evangeline Warren for rape and picking up Barnaby, the driver." Jane responds, as he stretches on his chair.

"So?" Rigsby waits for Jane to answer.

"So , we wait. You can make me a cup of tea?" Jane responds

"You are not blind anymore, make it yourself." Rigsby just walks away and Van Pelt smiles.

Jane retreats to the kitchenette.

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