Chapter 9
"Castle. Got any idea's? Sanchez says that he found an envelope in his office with the note. And another with the money after."
"Uh, no. Sorry."
"That's okay. Ryan did we get the phone records?"
"Yeah just came." Ryan handed them to Esposito. "Where's Beckett?"
"The phone records are clean. Financials came in fifteen minutes ago and those are clean as well."
"Where's Beckett?" Ryan asked again.
"Does anybody have any idea's at all?" Esposito asked. Montgomery, Ryan and Castle all shook their heads. "Damn. Five minutes without Beckett and we're already clueless."
"Wait. No. Maybe we're not."
"What are you onto?"
"Fitzgerald told me Jack was shaking their one year old. He claims not to have done that, and that she randomly called the cops. It's not much but at least it's something."
"Ryan you have backseat." Esposito said just before they all ran to the elevator. "Wait!" He ran back to his desk and picked up a file.
"What's that?" Ryan asked holding the door open.
"Case folder." He stared at Ryan for a moment. "Let's go?"
"Oh." He let the doors close.
Esposito pulled into the driveway of the Moore house and they all got out of the car. "Whoa, whoa, whoa. Shh." Esposito said, looking at the door. It was wide open. And through the door they all saw the living room, it was trashed. Furniture tipped over, trash hanging from the lamps and shelves and toys, videos and clothes were strewn all over. Ryan and Esposito pulled their guns from their holsters, and quietly walked inside. Castle took his bullet proof vest out of the car, put it on and ran after the boys.
"Castle. In here." Ryan came around a door and gestured to Castle. And Castle went in. Fitzgerald, and a young boy were on the ground, pools of blood around their heads.
"Who would want to kill an eight year old boy?" Castle asked.
"Some one who knew he witnessed another murder." Esposito said taking in the scene.
"Ella Fitzgerald." Castle said like he was putting together something.
"Exactly." Esposito's words seemed distant.
"What's bothering you?" Ryan asked.
"I don't get why anyone would want to hurt a kid."
"Why don't we ask Jack." They were all staring at the boy, but when Castle said this they looked at each other. "Let's split up."
"Castle and I will check upstairs. Ryan you look around down here."
"Why am I alone?"
"Because you have a gun. Come on." They ran upstairs and looked in the first room they came to. A bathroom. The tub was filled, bubbles covered the surface of the water and plastic toys were floating around. Esposito rolled up his sleeve and felt around in the water. "Nope." He wiped his arm on the towel.
"Let's try the next room." Castle started to leave the room.
"Castle." Esposito passed him, and slowly opened the door next to the bathroom. It was just a linen closet. A sound like crying came from down the hall.