"Look, Julie, I need you to tell me."

Julie shook her head. "I kind of promised I wouldn't."

Nick sighed and sat back. The light filtering from behind her into the interrogation room. "We need you to tell us everything you know."

Julie shook her head and closed her mouth tight. "I won't. I have the right."

Nick shook his head and got up. "Then you'll stay here until we get what we need from you, no matter what it takes to get it out of you."

Nick closed the door behind him and saw Catherine standing there, her arms crossed. "Nikki, you're too gentle."

"I know, but there's nothing else I can do right now." He suddenly remembered something. "How's Greg?"

"Still sleeping. The nurses are keeping a close eye on him." Catherine smiled at Nick's relief. "Nikki, go home, change, do something to get your mind off this case. It's already daybreak, we have to hand the case over to Conrad."

Nick agreed and held out the file for Catherine. "Going home sounds like a good idea." He sighed and walked away. "See you tomorrow night."

"Drive safe, little Nikki."

Nick smiled to himself.

-Sara-

She was just punching in when she noticed Conrad standing nearby. "Hey, what's..."

"Greg went missing two hours ago. His hospital room is in ruins. There's nothing but struggle written all over the place."

Sara's blood ran cold. "Does anyone else know?"

"I've already alerted Nick and Catherine." He handed her the keys to one of the SUVs. "Here, get going, their probably there already."

Sara snatched the keys and ran down the hall, slipping her coat on. 'Why is it always Greg? What horrible thing did he do to deserve all of this?'

-Greg-

He was breathing hard. The leather restraints were painfully tight. It tore into his bare ankles and bare wrists. There wasn't any way to see still. He had to remove the bandages from his eyes, but that was still making it worse. His eyes weren't healed from being hurled into a bat.

"Why are you doing this?"

"Ivan didn't finish you off, so, I will."

The girl's voice gave Greg the chills. "Why?"

"I'm just like that." The door slammed shut and Greg felt the soft rumble of an engine. He struggled and yelled, but the girl just laughed from the other side of the doors.

It was then that Greg knew who it was. "JULIE!"

The truck was moving.