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Ch. 10
MI6, London, England.
Martin stood quietly in the elevator, as he waited patiently for the other passengers to step off at their respective floors.
He stood, gripping tightly the folder in his hand.
His meeting today with Agent West of the MI6 was to update their progress on a suspect in what they were calling the kidnapping of Samantha Gray.
She had been missing for two weeks.
He had been looking endlessly for her for two weeks.
Martin stood quietly outside the office of Agent West.
"Agent Martin? Agent West is ready for you."
Martin nodded with a polite smile as he made his way in to West's office.
"Agent Martin," West said shaking his hand and offering him a seat.
He sat.
"They drug Bishop's body out of the Seine River this morning." Agent West said, looking at the paperwork before her on her desk.
Martin took a deep breath, never shifting in his chair.
"So he never left Paris?"
"So it seems."
"Do they know how long he's been dead?"
"From what they could estimate from water decomposition at least a couple of days."
"Cause of death?
"Looks to be strangulation."
"Same as Celeste Quinn."
"Celeste Quinn? Who is she?"
Martin leaned in to West's desk and opened the folder he had brought with him.
He placed a picture in front of Agent West.
"Suspect?" She asked raising her brow.
"An Irishman by the name of Lucas Quinn. Using the descriptions Samantha gave me before she disappeared… he popped right up in the system.
"Connected to Bishop?"
"Seems Bishop's ex, and pregnant lover Celeste, was Mr. Quinn's wife."
"Was?" West asked intrigued.
"Found her dead before Samantha disappeared. Someone strangled her to death."
"Interesting." Agent West said dryly as she made a note.
"So you think Bishop killed Celeste?"
"I am almost certain of it and I believe Samantha thought so too."
"So you think Quinn had it out for Bishop and in return for Samantha?"
"I think if Lucas Quinn was feeling vengeful he would want to do the same thing that Gareth did to him?
"Agent Martin do you think Bishop was in love with Samantha?"
"No doubt. I saw the way he was with her. He was not the Bishop I knew previously."
"So Quinn kidnaps Samantha out of retaliation?"
"I think so."
West took a deep breath, pressing her elbows in to the desk.
"Daniel…" She said informally as she looked to him. "Bishop is dead. Don't you think Samantha is too?"
"Honestly the odds aren't in her favor. Quinn is a dangerous guy. A more than unethical line of work, criminal record a mile long… Seems he's a loose cannon. His temper has gotten him on Dublin's most wanted list. But if he has Samantha we can't assume that she's dead. We'll keep searching for her."
"Searching for her or for her body?"
"I owe it to her either way," Martin said as he stood up.
"My team and I have flights to Ireland this afternoon. Quinn's home that he shared Celeste is there. We can hope that he took Samantha there…" Martin informed.
Celeste was still sitting behind her desk.
"Good luck, Agent Martin."
He nodded, leaving.
AOAOAOAOAOAO
Alex tugged at the sleeves of her sweater, pulling them to her palms and latching them with her fingers.
She was holding on nervously tight.
She hadn't touched breakfast, she actually hadn't had much to eat of anything after finding out that Olivia had gone missing.
"Alex you have to eat."
"I'm really not that hungry Case. I'm fine."
"You can't just stop eating. You have to keep up your strength, and besides you too skinny as it is!"
Casey tried to make a joke, Alex only looked across the table at her.
"What if she's dead Casey? What if I'm sitting here having my latte and my eggs and she's dead?"
"Alex stop that! Don't say that! She's not dead."
"Standing there in the squad room, you should have seen their faces… They think she's dead."
"What? Why do you think they think that?"
"The looks on their faces. They were grieving."
"Alex they were in shock that she's missing. They don't think she's dead!"
"Do you think she is?"
"No. And I have no reason to think that."
Alex bit at her bottom lip, loosing herself in her thoughts.
"Alex?"
"When I walked in to the squad room the other day, they all starred at me, all waiting for my reaction to finding out she was missing… I tried. I tried to be stoic, I tried not to freak out…"
"Alex, she's your her best friend! You're allowed to freak out."
"But even at that moment when I wanted to cry, when I wanted to be so angry, I tried to stay calm. Even in that moment I didn't want to blurt out how much I loved her and that if something had happened to her I couldn't take it…" Alex bit at her bottom lip again. "Even then I couldn't tell them that I thought I would be sick because I loved her that much and the thought…" Alex stopped.
"Alex, you allowed to react, you're allowed to be worried about her. And besides if you blurted out right then that you were in love with her… do you really care what their reactions would be?"
Alex sniffled as she gave muddled laugh.
"That's all I need is Olivia Benson kicking my ass when she gets back because I confessed to SVU that I was in love with her."
Casey gave a slight smile.
"What?
"You said when she gets back."
Alex folded her arms across her chest and finally took another sip of coffee.
"Sorry for the dramatic outbursts."
"Perfectly acceptable considering the circumstances."
"I just wish we knew something. Not knowing anything, not having any information feels unbearable."
"Maybe no news in good news."
Alex looked at Casey.
"Or maybe not. But it doesn't help thinking the worst."
"I know, I know. I'll stop it."
"Alex they're looking for her day and night. They'll find her soon and then she'll be back here with you."