Chapter 12

Korsak and Frost sat impatiently in the Cruiser; their eye's focused on the main entrance of the Boston Police Department.

"She was only getting her ME Bag" Frost turned to Korsak

"I'll text Dr Isles and tell her to meet us there…we can't wait any longer" Korsak said as he pulled out his phone.

Frost gave one more glance at the main entrance, he shrugged his shoulders as he turned the ignition key. The cruiser came to life. He glanced in his wing mirror and pulled out behind the passing car. They sped down the road weaving through the traffic towards the Boston Harbour.

Jane slowly opened her eyes, she glanced around to gain some sort of recognition as to where she was. She felt a cold breeze whistle pass her. She looked over her shoulder and noticed the open floor to ceiling window. The Harbour; she could see the Harbour. She knew exactly where she was. Looking down at her hands she realised they were bound to the side of the chair with duct tape. The awful thought that Charles Hoyt was alive filled her head. But he was dead she rationalized; She'd killed him some time ago. Her eyes opened wide, she tried to struggle but it was useless. She tried to scream but her mouth was filled with a sock taped tightly around her head.

She sighed to herself; her legs felt heavy. She glanced down and noticed the concrete block chained to her legs.

Fingers ran down her back.

"Detective…"

Jane looked up and noticed Marie circling around her. A muffled noise escaped Jane's mouth as Jane again tried to struggle free.

"A reunion of somewhat…I should think…does any of this look familiar?" Marie said as she knelt down in front of Jane. "You are very famous Detective Rizzoli…you're cases are studied at BCU..but see this where Charles got it wrong….he was too obsessed with you…it was about passion…you were his adversary….you were the only one to defeat him…but trust me Detective…Charles Hoyt was small time…"

Marie stood and pointed the Taser at Jane's leg and without any mercy she let the electricity burn into Jane's leg. Jane muffled scream echoed throughout the apartment before it stopped as soon as it started. Jane's head slumped forward, her body went limp.

"You were toying with her…" Matthew simply said as the baseball bat sat stationary behind Jane's head. He looked at it and then threw it down on the couch.

Marie rolled her eyes…she walked away from Matthew and poured herself a glass of wine. She sipped it as she looked over towards Jane. Matthew was standing at the open window looking out.

"The tide will be in about six tonight.." He said as he looked down at the waves crashing against the rocks.

"Until then…" Marie simply said.

"I've tried Dr Isles again…No answer" Korsak said placing his phone in his jacket pocket.

Frost turned to Korsak "I don't know what to say…perhaps she got caught up with paper work" he knew his explanation was weak.

Frost slammed the breaks hard; causing Korsak to slide forward in his seat. He readjusted his seatbelt and looked at Frost.

"Sorry…" Frost said apologetically. He slammed his fist on the steering wheel "Fucking traffic.." he muttered under his breath. Frost looked around him and noticed that all of the traffic was in complete standstill. He looked at the clock in the car "17:15". In theory they should have been there already but not in this traffic.

"Awww geez this isn't moving. Must be an accident" Frost said as he glanced at Korsak who shrugged his shoulders.

Maura groggily woke; her head was fuzzy and extremely painful. She felt around at the back and realised that it was wet. She glanced at her palm, it was covered in blood. She took off her jacket and placed it on the wound keeping pressure on it; she looked around at her surroundings. She wasn't sure where she was. The room was dark but she could see lights in the distance out the window. She got up from the bed and stumbled forward to the window. Looking out she tried to work out exactly where she was. Seeing Long Wharf and the sign for the Boston Aquarium and to her left she recognised the Institute of Contempary Art in the distance. Realising she was near Pier Park, she must have been at one the new dockside apartments estate. Checking her wound again with her hand she nervously looked around the room. She wrapped the jacket around her head crudely and started searching through drawers and the cupboards. She was looking for anything, any bit of evidence that could tell her whose place this was.

The door slowly opened the lights came on. Maura stood still.

"Ahh Dr Isles.."

Maura's eyes adjusted to the light; an average sized man stood in the doorway his silhouette transpired into a solid mass. She could see his short mousey brown hair slicked back and 2 day old stubble around his jawline. He was wearing designer baggy jeans with a faded white printed t-shirt.

Maura didn't say a word, she was still a little confused and dazed. She glanced over her shoulder towards the window.

"I wouldn't jump...at this height...you'd most likely die..." the man sneered

"Actually, at this height, she'd be severely injured if she fell feet first, resulting in a compound fracture of both femurs and fibulas. The pelvis and haunch would certainly fracture and most likely she'd live but be in a tremendous amount of pain. Which over a period of a year or so would heal but she would be 2 inches shorter and walk with a profound limp." A women's voice could be heard in the background.

"Perhaps she should jump…it would be less painful then watching what we are about to do" the man laughed over his shoulder.

"Who are you…" Maura's voice was shaky.

"All in good time Doctor.." the man said as he shut the door.

Matthew walked purposely out to the living area and glanced at the sight before him. The great Detective Jane Rizzoli bound and gagged unconscious on a small wooden chair facing the large open floor to ceiling window.

"How is Dr Isles…" Marie's voice travelled from the other side of the room. Her outline barely visible in the darkness.

"Dazed and confused as expected" Matthew sat down on the couch near Jane. He leant forward and looked at Jane more closely.

"Couldn't I just…" he said wielding the knife from his back pocket. "It would give me so much pleasure…"

"NO!" the voice shouted; her silhouette became visible. Marie leant forward and took a sip of wine.

Matthew glanced over at the clock in the kitchen area. He stood and went to move Jane.

"Wake her…" Marie said as she stood and walked to them.

A shove woke Jane from her unconsciousness; she glanced around nervously and struggled once more. Suddenly a knife sat dangerously by her throat. Jane's eyes went wide as she tried to pull away from it.

"Detective..Detective..Detective.." Marie's voice became very menacing as she repeated herself. She knelt down beside Jane and looked up at Matthew; who backed away momentarily before disappearing down the hallway to the bedroom.

Jane's eyes flickered towards Marie, the apprehension apparent to Marie.

"Shhhh dear Detective…everything will be alright… See Jane; just like Hoyt I want to test a theory…what would you do for the person you loved the most…now I know when you killed Hoyt in the Infirmary ...That the lovely Dr Isles was with you…and here we are in a similar predicament…and where is Dr Isles…oh she's in the bedroom…now the thing is.. She was in the same room as you….this time…things will be different…now my quandary is do I kill you…or do I let my lovely "Apprentice" finish you off.."

Jane fought with all her might; she leaned forward as if to say something to her. Marie leant fore ward and moved the sock from Jane's mouth. "You were saying?"

Jane gasped for air; she frantically looked around before whispering "Hoyt tried to kill me…."

Marie leant back a terse smile appeared on her face..."touché"

Marie stood and watched as Matthew struggled with Maura, his grip was tight but Maura struggled with every ounce of energy she had to break free, but it was to no avail. The long surgeon's knife dug into Maura's neck, drawing blood.

Matthew presented Maura to Marie and Jane.

"Jane.." Maura said in an almost breathless whisper.

Jane's eyes swept over Maura's body she was looking for any wounds, she noticed that blood had dried on her blouse and on the side of her face. Apart from that Maura didn't seem injured.

"Maura.." Jane's voice full of sorrow.

"Now the question is…should we let the Detective watch as we…well show her how it's done…" Marie asked Matthew as she skulked towards Maura. She ran her fingers through Maura's hair and let her fingers traced seductively up and down Maura's left arm. "She's pretty…" Marie added.

Matthew licked his lips as he watched Jane's reaction. They were taunting her…He raised the knife and popped a couple of buttons on Maura's blouse exposing the pale green lacy bra. Marie brought her fingers up to the open blouse and ran her fingers over Maura's exposed cleavage. Jane struggled again. She wasn't going to let this happen to Maura. Her eyes focused on Maura's enlarged pupils.

Maura's eyes said everything Jane needed to know. Maura needed Jane as much as Jane needed Maura. In that instant every memory that they shared communicated silently between them.

Matthew dragged Maura away and threw her to the couch. Jane's eyes welled. Marie dragged the chair around. The wind from the open window whistled around Jane's hair. Her back was now to the window. Jane closed her eyes. She couldn't watch the scene she thought was going to play out in front of her.

"Open you're fucking eyes!" Marie shouted into Jane's right ear.

Jane opened them slowly, she saw that Matthew had straddled Maura; her scream was full of terror. He was malevolently ripping the rest of the buttons open exposing Maura's pale stomach. Maura tried in vain to push Matthew off her. Her arms thrashing around his head. He grabbed her wrists and tighten his grip. He smiled wickedly to Maura and then to Jane.

This was going to end here and now Jane thought. With one final push she ripped the duct tape and grabbed the Taser from Marie's back pocket. In one swift move she placed it into Marie's back and pushed the red button. Marie jolted forward as Jane followed. They fell on the floor together. Matthew looked and stood up. He repositioned the knife in his hand and made his way to Jane.

Leaning over her he smiled wickedly "I guess you're first…"

As he knelt, he felt an almighty shove in his back which he found him toppling forward. Losing his balance he was stumbling towards the open window. Maura stood where Matthew had just been. He grabbed the frame of the window to steady himself but jolted forward, letting go of the frame he fell head first out the window. Maura looked down at Jane who was still pointing the Taser in the space he'd just occupied.

"And if you go head first…it is certain death..." Maura said out the window.