When Mitch left the room to take a phone call and Todd's head whipped around to his brother.
"You still with me?"
"I remembered something." He looked at him, mouth agape. "A 'me before you' something."
"What?"
"Luis Alcazar. He had me in a chair, there was a widow behind me. I could see my refection. It was you, but it was me."
"Vic, I need you to stay focused-."
"Before she had my face altered." He spit. "He looked so much like Tomas, no wonder I never trusted the guy…"
"How do you know it was Luis?"
"I was begging him." Victor said softly. Please Luis, he can hear himself saying. "Not to do something. Kill me maybe… I was young." He squinted his eyes, Todd swallowed hard.
"I need you here right now Victor." Todd told him calmly. "We can deal with the other stuff later."
"I remember one thing about my whole life and you want me to wait?!" He grumbled. "Okay so three brothers. Three.."
"Lorenzo Alcazar only had one. I know I researched the crap out of him when we figured out he was Tomas."
"Tomas Delgado had two." Victor told him softly. "Del and Jose."
"Del.. was an FBI agent? I remember-." Todd's mind conjured up a mental image of the guy. "I don't think I ever met-."
"Jose died, before Del.. he supposedly looked like Tomas…" Victor tried to remember every story his wife had ever told him about her brothers, but all he could picture was Luis Alcazar standing over him while he pleaded.
"I'd figure as much as Lorenzo looked like Luis." Todd sighed, his head lulling towards his brother."Vic?"
"Why this? Why this memory?"
"Victor." Todd's voice was a warning. He turned to look at him, nodding in defeat. The door swung open and Miles Lawrence strode in.
"Looks like we're about to have some more guests."
Cord Roberts sat up slowly, disengaging himself from his sleeping wife, unsure of where he was. He reached for his phone, grasping it to his face before murmuring.
"'Lo?"
"Cord?" The voice on the other end was low and serious and he wanted nothing to do with it.
"Bo?" He was still confused, he glanced around the room for a minute before it flooded back. He was at Blair's penthouse. The fortress, they called it.
"I went by Llanfair, no one was there. Not a soul. Not Nigel or Lois, it looked abandoned." He said softly. "Are you in town?"
"We are, but after everything that happened we've decided not to stay at Llanfair for now. It's complicated-."
"I'm afraid that's not why I'm calling." He said stiffly. "I have bad news."
Cord didn't think he wanted anymore bad news.
"CJ was found in his patrol car last night. He'd been shot and left for dead."
"What?" Cord yelped, feeling Tina stir beside him.
"He's at Llanview Hospital, the bullet grazed his skull, he's stable but-."
"Bo I have to tell-."
"There's more." He interrupted sternly. "Is Vicki with you?"
"Vicki?"
"Natalie was last seen in the car with CJ. She hasn't been located."
"Damn it. Vicki's with me." Cord sighed. "I'll.. I'll tell her."
"I need to know what the hell is going on here." Bo hissed. "I have one cop in the hospital and another missing, and both of them happen to be relatives. I've been calling McBain and he's not answering. I've left Anna Duvane about seventy messages-."
"I'll call you back." Cord growled, before hanging up the phone. He looked at Tina, reaching out and grasping her arm. "Honey you need to wake up."
Blair's face hurt, her eyebrows wrinkled in confusion before she brought her bound hand up slowly and touched it, a sharp hiss of breath shot out of her lips.
"Mom?"
"Jack?" She murmured, trying in vain to open her eyes, she groaned at the ache that settled across the bridge of her nose.
"Mom don't try and move too much. You were hit pretty hard. You've been unconscious." He sounded like Todd and that made her smile.
"Are you alright?"
"I'm fine Mom." He sighed. "You're the one who's hurt."
"Tomas.."
"It's not Tomas."
"Lorenzo.." Her voice trailed off.
"Not him either." Jack's voice growled. "Luis. His name is Luis Alcazar."
"Wh-?"
"Shhh." Her son hisses.
She hears a door open and she hears boots scuffle against the ground and then the door shuts again.
"Are you alright?" Jack mumbles.
"Yeah. You?" A soft feminine voice reassures him. "Is sh-"
"Natalie?" The older woman realizes.
"Blair?" She sighs.
"What's going on?" She scrunches up her face for a second before opening her eyes, blinking into the semilit room. Jack was handcuffed to a chair.
"We are guests of Luis Alcazar." She shook her head.
"Where?"
"I have no idea. About an hour or so from where we were? It's hard to tell."
"Mom?" Jack's voice is soft.
"What Sweetheart?" She struggles to sit, feeling Natalie's shoulder press against her back to help her.
"I have Dad's phone."
"What?" Natalie's voice is airy and light, Blair blinks, trying to bring her fuzzy form into focus.
"I.. he gave it to me, when he and Uncle Victor left."
"Jack why didn't you say something?!" Natalie whispered.
"Who are we going to call?"
"Uncle Bo?" Natalie muttered. "My parents?!"
"And tell them what?" Jack asked her. "We don't know where we are."
"That we've been taken."
"Surely they've found CJ's body by now Natalie they know we've been taken!"
Blair's head throbbed as the words forced their way in.
"CJ's body?" She moaned.
"We don't know that he's dead Jack."
"He was shot in the head on the side of the road Nat, you think he just walked it off?"
"Hey!" Blair yelped, her body flinching with the effort. She could see them as clearly as her swollen face was going to allow. "Slow down, and tell me what happened. All of it."