Disclaimer: I do not own anything except a copy of Heat Wave.
A.N. Sorry it's taken so long. The line of KBRC is the best I can do for breaking up sections. Whenever I try to put dashes in, the website does not cooperate.
Kate exited the elevator the next morning. "Find anything?" She asked the other detectives.
"Not yet. We're in touch with the California precincts to see if anyone reported similar incidents. " Esposito responded. The phone rang. "Yes, okay, I'm writing it down. Thank you very much." He turned to Kate. "That was California; we have our suspect."
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"Donovan Beaumont, NYPD, open up!" Kate called. No one answered. She kicked down the door of the hotel. The team began searching.
"Nothing here, just … hello! Beckett, take a look at this!" Espo called her over.
"What is it?"
"Registered gun, same caliber as the one that ended Mrs. Castle's acting career."
"HWHAT are you doing in my room!" A snobbish voice came from the hallway.
"Mr. Beaumont, I'm Detective Beckett; we have a few questions to ask you. "
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"We were supposed to shoot a few scenes later on this week; well, she was supposed to shoot her half here, and the editors would integrate the scenes since her husband wasn't back from tour yet. I came here to read lines with her to make sure she finally got them right this time. "
"She hasn't gotten them right in the past?" Kate asked.
"She always has a hard time memorizing things, and the directors want everything verbatim."
"So you decided to make sure she got them right this time and when she kept getting them wrong, you decided to silence her forever."
"No. I would never! Beaumonts never kill. "
"You wanna bet? We found the gun in your hotel room. What were you doing between two and three pm two days ago?"
"I was in one of the conference rooms meeting with the director. He also came to make sure she did not mess it up."
"Who is that?" Kate asked.
"John Smith."