Sharon's eyes flutter open again and she carefully pulls herself all the way back on the mattress. She sits up slowly. The dizziness and nausea are better than before. Shivering, she looks around the small room again. There are two doors leading out of the room. Really needing to go to the bathroom, she knows she must get on her feet and see where these doors lead. Once again leaning heavily on the wall she slowly tries to stand. She sways slightly but manages to stay upright. Carefully, using the wall as support she moves toward the first door. It is locked. She rest against it for a minute and then makes her way toward the next door, careful not to trip on the thick rope she is dragging. The second door opens and she is relieved to find a small bathroom.
The slack in the rope gives her just enough room to move to the toilet, but she can't close the bathroom door. Glancing around, if she thought the mattress was filthy, the toilet is even worse. She quickly finishes and moves to the small sink. She is startled by her reflection in the old cracked mirror. She almost doesn't recognize herself. Her hair is wild and matted with blood on one side. The right side of her forehead is bruised and bloody. She reaches up wincing when she gently touches the knot just under her hairline. Her bottom lip is swollen and bloody. She lets the water run in the sink, cupping water into her mouth and splashing her face. She does the best she can with her tattered shirt-tail to dry herself. As she moves slowly out the bathroom doorway, holding on to the wall to stay steady she comes face to face with her kidnapper.
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The murder room is frantic with movement and information. Taylor and Deputy Chief Howard are deep in conversation. Rusty is still in Sharon's office, but he has the door open so he can hear what is going on. The van has been found dumped off of Mulholland. Patrol found more blood and also a pair of black dress pants that match the Captain's jacket in the back of it. SID is currently working on prints and fibers from the van but so far nothing has turned up. The van, along with the plates came back stolen just as they all expected. "Damn! Another dead end!" Provenza curses. He knows time is not on their side and the longer it takes them to find her, the less likely she is to be alive.
Andy divides his time between checking on Rusty and trying to get ahold of Ricky and Emily. Deep down he hopes he doesn't reach them until he has something more concrete to tell them. It also feels so surreal to be in Sharon's office without her. He hopes Rusty doesn't sense his need to get out of her office as quickly as possible. He tried closing the blinds so he wouldn't have to see her empty desk every time he looks up but nothing seems to help his overwhelming fear and sense of loss.
Rusty walks out of Sharon's office when he hears the Lieutenant. He walks over to the murder board and looks at everything the team has gathered so far. He quietly reviews everything even taking a moment to gently touch the picture of Sharon on the board. As he first looks at the photos from the parking lot footage he feels a knot forming in the pit of his stomach. The man in the picture looks so familiar. He takes one of the photos down and stares at it. After a few moments, the knot in his stomach turns to full blown panic when he realizes exactly who is in the pictures. "Flynn, Flynn" Rusty yells, getting not only Andy's attention but also most everyone else in the room. "This…This is Daniel Dunn!" Rusty cries pointing at the pictures. "My father has Sharon!"