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Missing and Afraid
My eyes blinked rapidly as I came to from being taken earlier. I looked around the dingy room I was held captive in. It smelled like mildew and old boots. It was pretty dark in the room with only two hanging lights to illuminate it and the light bulbs weren't even bright.
I tried to scream for help but it was muffled by a rag that was placed around my mouth. The rag tasted gross like old leftover meatloaf. I tried to move my body around on the cold metal chair I was seated in, but it was no use. I was tightly secured to the chair with rope around my ankles and my arms and chest tied to the back of the chair.
A door opened and a little more light shined through. The man that I saw at the warehouse a few days ago was coming towards me. The door closed behind him and the room was darker again. I whimpered and wanted nothing more than for this to be a dream.
"Ah, the little girl who saw everything go down at my warehouse. You got two of my men put in jail because of your little spying. I had all my men find out who squealed and when I found out it was just an eight year old girl, I was surely baffled. So, you little shit what do you have to say?" the scary man said.
He took the rag out of my mouth and let it hang around my neck. I tried to get some saliva back in my mouth and wiggled my jaw to get some feeling back.
"I have nothing to say. You're a bad man and my Aunt Kate is going to arrest you, and throw your butt in jail," I said.
"Such a brave kid. You sure have a mouth on you. Your aunt won't be able to find you once I'm through with you, but before I get rid of you I can at least get a little something out of it," the man said.
"What's that mean?" I asked.
"I'm going to tell your Aunt, Detective Beckett, that I have her precious little niece. That precinct is going to do everything in its power to get your little ass back, so might as well get some monies out of it," he said.
I gulped at what the man was telling me. I was sure in for it now. I guess my aunt was right, I was going to end up just like my parents. The door opened and the short skinnier man from the warehouse stepped in a bit.
"Hey, Roman. I got that precincts number. Man you should see the news, its running wild with this shit. Damn kid's making every fucking station," the skinny man said.
"That's what I was hoping for. You get that untraceable phone I asked for, Tony?" Roman asked.
"Sure did, boss," he said.
Tony walked over to us after he closed the door and handed the boss a small black flip phone. The man looked at me and got a confused look on his face.
"Why you looking at the kid like that?" Roman asked.
"Ain't that Jimmy's kid?" Tony asked.
I was surprised he knew my father's name, which actually made me worry a little more.
"Jimmy? That guy we busted for stealing our own products to have for himself and his druggie whore?" Roman said.
"Yeah, him. He had a two year old girl, has the same name as this kid come to think of it. Now that I see her in person, she's almost a spitting image of him," Tony said.
"You're right she does. This just got a little more interesting. Speaking of Jimmy how's the little whore doing, kid?" Roman asked me.
"She's dead," I said.
"Oh, I figured that druggie bitch wouldn't last that long," he said.
"Don't say that about my mama!" I said angrily.
"Don't you dare raise your voice at me, you little shit! I didn't have a hard time killing your father, I'm not going to have a hard time killing you. You need to hear the truth about those two asshole low lives anyway. Your parents were nothing and your nothing. Once you're dead and gone, people are going to mourn for a few days' maybe weeks, but soon you'll just be a forgotten memory," Roman said.
I glared at him and wanted to badly kick him in the nuts like my mama taught me when I was younger.
"Let's get this show on the road. Did you put the number in the phone?" Roman asked Tony.
"Yeah it's all ready for you, boss," Tony said.
Roman flipped opened the phone and hit a button I'm assuming was speed dial for the precinct. He put it on speaker and I heard the phone ring. It rang three times before someone picked up.
"This is the 12th precinct. Who am I speaking with?" a man's voice came through the phones speaker.
"I want to talk to Detective Beckett," Roman said.
"One moment please," the man said.
You could hear scuffling and faint whispers in the background, but nothing I could pick up on.
"Who is this?" I heard my Aunt's voice say.
"No one you need to know about. I have your precious little niece here with me and I have a deal for you," he said.
"You leave her alone and let her go," my aunt said angrily.
"Nuh-uh uh, we have to have a negotiation, detective. You should know the drill," Roman said.
"Fine. What do want?" my aunt asked.
"I want two million, in an unmarked bag. I also want the feds and cops off my back and leaving my little mob party alone," he said.
"I can't promise that. The feds and police are going to be all over you after these few incidences," she said.
"Well you better be able to do something about it, or this precious little kid is going to be making different headlines than being missing," Roman said.
"Okay, fine. Where do you want the money?" My aunt said.
"My second in command will call you later with the details. If you comply with all my demands Detective Beckett, I'll think about keeping your niece alive," he said.
"Don't you dare hurt her," she said.
"Aunt Kate! Help Me! Please," I screamed.
Tony grabbed me roughly and slapped his hand over my mouth. The rest of my screams were muffled and incoherent with his hand smothering my face.
"You have 24 hours to comply or this little kid is dumpster trash," Roman said.
My Aunt didn't even get to reply before Roman hung up the phone. Tony let go of my mouth and hit me in the back of the head. I glared at him as he walked over to Roman.
"All right, in an hour call back and tell them where to leave the money. I'll take the kid to our other secret location in Brooklyn," Roman said.
"All right, boss. Who do you want to pick up the money?" Tony asked.
"Have Francisco pick it up," Roman said.
"Sure thing," Tony said.
Tony left the room, leaving me alone with Roman. Roman took out another rag and a bottle of some clear liquid. He poured it onto the rag and lifted it to my face. I tried to back away, but of course it was no use.
The last thing I hear is, "Nighty night, my little money maker."
3rd person Pov
Kate hung up the phone after the mobster hung up on her. She placed her hands on the desk in front of her let out a sad sigh. She had no clue if they could scrounge up that kind of money in 24 hours and who knows what the mobster would do to Emily even if he gets his money.
"Beckett you okay?" Castle asked.
She looked up at him with sad eyes and said, "I'm scared, Castle. I don't want to lose Emily, I lost my mom and my sister. I just can't lose her too. She may be a pain in my butt, but she's one of the best things that's happened to me."
Castle pulled Kate into a hug and said, "Hey, we'll find her. We have the best precinct and detectives looking for her. We just have to focus and get her back before any harm comes to her."
"Thanks, Castle. I needed that reassurance, it's just been hard for me since we found her back pack on the sidewalk," she said.
"I know, don't worry. I've been scared to, I grew close to mini Beckett over the past few days. She's a good kid and doesn't deserve this," he said.
Kate nodded and pulled away from Castle. She wiped away some of her spilled tears and let out a shaky sigh.
"Beckett, we got hit off of the hair we found on the chloroformed rag," Esposito said as he walked up to them.
"Who is it?" She asked.
"Tony Escobar, arrested for two counts of drug smuggling and one count of aggravated assault. The worst part is, he's known around the streets of being the right hand man of Roman Ramos. Roman is one of the top dogs in this city, not to mention dangerous. Fourteen murders, this year alone, has been linked to him. We need to find this Tony guy and fast, before Roman does something to Emily," Esposito said.
"Oh god. I know him, he was one of my first cases. He got off on a technicality, but at that time he was still a small town mobster. We have to find Emily," Kate said.
"We put out a BOLO for Tony, see if he slips up. We'll keep you posted," Esposito said.
"Okay," she said.
"Wow, a big time mobster, kidnapping and murders. Man this is like a plot to a bestselling novel," Castle said trying to lighten up the mood.
"Really, Castle," Kate said looking at him with a glare.
"Just trying to lighten up the mood. You have to admit this would make a great story line for my Nikki Heat series," Castle said.
Kate walked away from Castle and Castle watched her retreating back. He sighed and went to the break room to get some coffee and wait for any word on Emily.
Emily's Pov
I woke up again, but this time in another room. It was brighter than the first and had three small windows surrounding it. Thankfully this time I was not restrained and able to roam freely. My body ached, but I pushed through it as I got up. I walked around the room looking for anything useful but found absolutely nothing.
I went to the door in the room and tried the handle. Of course it was locked and I banged my tiny little fist on the door, out of anger and frustration. I just wanted to leave and see my aunt again. I wish I never got involved but my curiosity always got the best of me. I guess curiosity really does kill the cat.
I sat down on the hard wood floor and picked at some dried paint on the floor. At least I hoped it was red paint and not blood, yuck. My tummy growled and I was starving. I don't know how long I've been missing, but if it's been 24 hours, I need some food.
Roman came in and threw a granola bar at my head. Thankfully, I blocked the incoming flying food so it bounced of my arm.
"Eat it, don't want you dying on me yet," he said.
And with that he was gone and I was alone once again. I opened the granola bar and ate it quickly. Once it was done, everything that has happened finally hit me and I busted out into tears. I never been much of a crier, but I don't want to die. I just want to go back to my Aunt and live a long life.
Eventually, I cried myself to sleep, dreaming about seeing my Aunt Kate again.