“At twelve, I’ll be there at midnight, can you send someone to the airport to pick me up?” Grissom asked Warrick. “And let me talk to Cath?”

“Okay, I’ll send someone to the airport? Here’s Cath.” Warrick answered while he gave the phone back.

“Cath?” He heard a soft murmur on the other site of the phone, he knew that Cath was freaking out. And he also knew that someone had to calm her down and talk some reason in to her. “Cath, listen to me. Warrick is taking care of everything, okay. Lindsey is all right there are some uniforms at your sister’s house, so calm down. Sara needs your help just as much as she needs mine. But at this point she needs you more, you and Warrick need to start searching for clues, anything. And remember there will be clues, Sara is a smart girl.”

At this particular point he wasn’t sure who he was trying to convince more, Cath or himself. He listened, as he heard Cath sigh deeply. “Okay, Sara needs me…” Her voice faded away, but the words sounded strong and convincing.

Warrick watched Cath’s reaction to the phone call and he saw her change from a nervous wreck into the strong woman that she usually was, in a matter of seconds.

“Sara needs me.” She said as if that explained everything, Warrick was confused, but decided that it didn’t matter.

Somewhere else…

Pain, pain was all that I could feel. Pain when I moved, pain when I breathed, pain in every inch of my body.

“So *****, how much pain can you take; before you tell me where he is?”

He slammed me against a wall behind me, and I fell to the ground crying in pain. The man grabbed me under my arms and pulled me back on my feet.

“Well what will it be, more pain or the answer?”

“I don’t know, please stop, I can’t take it anymore…” My voice faded and breathing became harder every minute. I fell down on my knees again, not able to hold my own weight.

Chapter 12

The watch

Suddenly he turned around and left me alone, and on his way out he slammed the door. He left me, alone in the corner of the room, crying in pain. I thought about my face and felt blood oozing from a cut in my cheek . I lowered my hand and touched my other arm, it hurt like ***** but it wasn’t broken. But my ribs where really bad, they might have broken when he slammed me against the wall. My breathing was still difficult, and then everything became black.