Post by scorpii on May 24, 2006 16:21:23 GMT 1
Sammie's story inspired me... enjoy the newest Hellevoetsluis story!
CSI:Hellevoetsluis 1.04 Photograph
(Hellevoetsluis/Miami Cross-over)
‘Beep beep beep’ Julia grabbed her alarm clock and got up. 9:30 a.m. Okay, maybe it was time to get up. Suddenly she remembered why shad had set her alarm clock the previous night. She had to call her mum. And since she lived on the other side of the ocean, there was a huge time difference of seven hours. That would make it 4:30 pm there. And at 5, her mum would probably have some time for herself. So that would make it the right time. She went to the shower and fifteen minutes later, she found herself in the kitchen where she was eating breakfast. The reason she had to call mum was something very, very important. Her dad was thrilled when she had told him. ‘Just like your mother’ he had said. Julia smiled again. She was so happy; she just couldn’t stop smiling. She checked the clock again. 10 a.m. here, so it was 5 pm there. So it was a great time to call mum.
‘So I really don’t know what to do, but he… and I…’
Amy only listened half to what Lisa was saying. Okay, she was her best friend and stuff, but sometimes she could be so boring… Suddenly, she was saved by an exotic sound coming from her cell.
‘Luisant’
‘Hi mum, it’s Julia! You never know what I have to tell you!’
Amy was very surprised her daughter called her. She told Lisa to ‘shut up ‘cause I have to take this call’. Lisa nodded and walked out. Amy returned to Julia.
‘Oh really Julie? Tell me, I’m curious!’
Julia knew. ‘Should I?’ she was just teasing her mum, knowing she really was curious as hell.
‘Okay Julia, just tell me please.’
‘Nah, I don’t think I will’ Julia kept teasing her.
‘Julia Luisant, you tell me now or else…’
‘Or what? No, just kidding mum. I will tell you, on the condition that…’
‘Yes?’
‘Please don’t freak out’
‘Okay.’
‘Mum… recently I’ve told you I’d applied for a job. But I wanted it to be a surprise for you, especially because I, of course, didn’t even know myself if I’d get the job or not. But I’ve got it and I’m about to tell you what kind of job’
‘Okay. Hope it’s not to dangerous.’
‘Mum! I’m living here for what, six years now? The city’s hardly more dangerous the Rotterdam and Amsterdam! I know what I’m doing.’
‘What are you doing then?’
‘I’m a CSI with the Miami-Dade Crime Lab’
‘You’re a what? Honey, please be careful! What does Matt say about it?’
‘Dad says it’s okay. He was so happy for me, I hoped you would be too…’
‘I am, Julia, I am. But I just want you to be save. Please…’
“Beep - beep - beep” Julia had broken the connection. Amy stared to her cell. Oh Julia, she thought, why were you doing this?
At the other side of the Atlantic, Julia was also staring at her phone. She had expected her mum to be more enthusiastic, since she was a CSI herself. Maybe she shouldn’t had broken the connection, but she had done it in the spur of the moment. Because mum wasn’t as happy as she had imagined she would be. Okay, maybe mum’s city Hellevoetsluis wasn’t by far as big as Miami, but still, why couldn’t she just be happy?
It was a hot day, the next day, when Julia stepped out of her car into the early Miami sun. She walked into the orange building and walked to the front desk, where she waited for her new employer. It only took a few minutes before the red-haired man showed up. Julia had met him before, for her job interview, but she couldn’t remember his name. She could remember his surname though.
‘Lieutenant Caine, how are you?’ she tried to make a good impression. He would be her employer for at least a few years.
Ah. Now she remembered his name again. Horatio Caine.
Horatio showed her around the lab. Julia was impressed. It looked that state-of-the-art. He told her the lab just had been redecorated. He had introduced her to the rest of the team; Calleigh Duquesne, Julia had to ask her to write it down so she would know how to write it. Calleigh had smiled and had written it down for her. Ryan Wolfe, somewhere he was quite charming. And Eric Delko. Julia thought she liked them all. Her mum’s, or actually Lisa’s team was so different. She always had liked Tom, and Tom probably knew. She was a good friend with Sam, and her mum of course, and then Lisa. But she knew she would like it here too. At the end of the day, she walked out to her car. It had been a very nice day. Happily she drove home, to eat something and watch some TV. She parked her car at home and walked to the door. Suddenly, she heard footsteps behind her back. She tried to turn around, but before she could, someone smothered her. She passed out.
Amy just sat absently minded. She was thinking. Yesterday she had received the call of Julia and since then, Julia hadn’t even called her. She grabbed her cell phone and called Julia’s cell. No answer. She kept calling ‘til she got voicemail. Julia probably didn’t want to speak to her. Why did she so desperately wanted to become a CSI? Okay, of course she, Amy, had been a role model for her, but still, why then in such a big city as Miami? Maybe she was just overreacting. Maybe she didn’t have to worry, since Julia was twenty-three. And Matt was there too. Yeah, just overreacting. Miami might be a big city, but big cities usually also have big police forces. She didn’t have to worry. And then something else, who would ever want to hurt Julia? At the same time, the phone on the desk to her rang. Her heart jumped as she was hoping it would be Julia. She picked it up.
‘Hellevoetsluis Crime Lab’
But who answered was definitely not Julia. A man’s voice answered her.
‘Amy Luisant?’
‘Speaking with’
‘Good afternoon ma’am, this is Horatio Caine of the Miami-Dade Crime Lab. I am afraid I have to tell you something’
‘Is it about Julia? She has got a job with you guys, hasn’t she? Has she done something wrong?’
‘It is about Julia. No ma’am, she hasn’t done anything wrong. I am afraid your daughter Julia has been kidnapped.’
Amy dropped the mouthpiece and it kept dangling on it rope back- and forwards, and it would have looked funny if this situation wasn’t this bad. Amy realised she had dropped it and picked it up again.
‘Are you - are you sure?’ she asked carefully, but she already knew the answer.
‘I am sure. Matthew Luisant came here and said he had found a ransom note. He told us he had checked if Julia was at home. He had seen her car, but she wasn’t at home. He asked us if we would call you’
‘Why did you have to call me, not Matt?’
‘I don’t really know, but he seemed rather shocked.’
‘I bet he is. Whatever he wants to do, please keep him from it. I’m coming to Miami’
‘I will. Hang in there’
Amy hung up and looked into nothing. Her baby had been kidnapped… she hoped nothing really bad would happen to her. Why would someone kidnap Julia? Oh, of course, Matt’s company. He had money enough, she knew. So they had taken her kid for money… a tear rolled down Amy’s cheek and fell on the ground. No, she mustn’t cry. Julia needed her. She had to go to Miami. She got up, walked out and searched for Lisa. She found her in the layout room, where she and Tom were going through some unsolved cases.
‘Lisa…’ she said, unable to stop her tears from flowing now ‘Julia has been kidnapped. I’m going to Miami. I thought you ought to know’
Both looked at her, shocked.
‘Julia is what?!’ Lisa said. ‘Oh Amy, how awful for you! I’m going with you’
Amy swiped some tears away and looked at Lisa.
‘Oh Lisa, how sweet of you! Thank you…’
‘Hey, you’re my best friend, remember? Tommy, you take my place when we’re away.’
Tom nodded. ‘I’ll arrange the stuff with the sheriff.’
Lisa nodded thankfully and guided Amy home. There, they filled a travelling bag, and after that, they went to Lisa’s apartment.
Two hours later, they were at Amsterdam International Airport Schiphol, where Lisa walked to one of the desks and asked if there were two tickets left for Miami. They were lucky, there were a few left for a plane to Miami that would leave in half an hour. Amy paid and they checked in.
An hour later, they were up in the air and both women calmed down a little. They had been in a rush but both were clever enough to know they couldn’t speed up the plane.
It was crazy, Amy thought, three and a half hour ago, she was still worried about Julia not talking to her. And now she was worried because Julia was kidnapped. And she was on her way to Miami. She had been there before, many times even, but this time the reason wasn’t as happy as it always had been. This would be a long eight hours…
Julia woke up and looked around. It was totally dark. Where was she? Suddenly, she noticed she was cuffed. Was she kidnapped? For what? Matt’s money? Or because she was with CSI now? No, she thought, then she would have been killed instantly instead of being kidnapped. She looked around again. Her eyes were a bit better adjusted to the darkness now, and she could distinguish the things in the room. Against one wall, boxes were stacked on top of each other, covering the whole wall so it wasn’t visible. Against another wall stood a scaffolding and in the same wall was a door. She didn’t even try if it was open; it was probably locked anyway. She lied back down on the ground, the cold, hard, stone ground. It was dirty as hell. Oh damn, she though, her new clothes she had put on for her first day on the job. What a stupid thought in such a serious situation. She tried to un-cuff herself. That was surprisingly easy. She looked at her hands. She still had her watch and rings and she felt her wallet in one of her pockets. Was money really the motif? Her watch said it was 2 p.m. Was she here already almost a day? Or longer? Would dad have already notice she was gone? Her employer, Horatio Caine, he would have noticed she hadn’t shown up. Would he be angry with her? Or disappointed? Or, if Matt had noticed she was gone, Horatio would know it too. Were they worried? If dad knew, mum would know it too by now. Oh, mum! She had warned her to be careful. She had told her Miami could be dangerous. But on the other hand, Amy had warned her for the dangers of the job, not for the people who were after Matt’s company. Suddenly, the lamp on the ceiling flashed on. Julia blinked. The light hurt her eyes. Someone kicked open the door and a small, fat man walked in.
‘Ah, you awake’ he said. Julia looked at him.
‘What do you want?’ she asked coldly. The man had an evil grin and looked back at her.
‘Your daddy is quite a rich man. And he’s also a competitor of mine. I don’t need his money, but with the money I ask of him, he has to take it from his agency, that will fall apart if he does…’
Julia only looked. So that was the motif for kidnapping her…
‘But you’ the man walked to Julia ‘are very pretty. I don’t mind you’d stay here for a bit longer’
Julia crawled over to a corner and the man laughed.
‘Pretty girl, why so scared?’
‘I’m not scared of you, but how my mum and dad will damage their reputation if they find you’
‘Ah silly girl, your mum’s not even here… she has a little job in a tiny country called Holland’
Julia tried to smile.
‘Everyone makes the same mistake. It’s the Netherlands, not Holland. Holland exists of only two of the twelve provinces, North- and South- Holland. And my mum doesn’t have a little job, she’s a CSI.’
‘Whatever, she’s still six thousand miles from here’
‘Actually, it’s more like four thousand three hundred and fifty miles from here, and I bet you she’s already on a plane’
She shouldn’t have said that.
‘Ah, a little miss know-it-all! No one will save you!’
And he hit her in the face. Julia understood it was best to do nothing and just wait. The man walked out and slammed the door shut.
Up in the sky, Amy woke up. Someone was poking her. It was just as annoying as a mosquito.
She hit the hand that was poking her.
‘Ouch!’
Oops. The poker was Lisa.
‘Sorry Lisa. Why were you poking me?’
‘Because we’re about to land. See?’
Amy looked out of the window and saw the very familiar skyline of a big city. But it was not until she saw the building with the blue, pink and yellow lights that she was sure she was in Miami.
‘You think Matt’ll be there to pick us up?’ Lisa asked. Amy nodded.
‘I know so. I’ve sent him a SMS right before we boarded the plane.’
‘Okay’
Finally, the plane landed. It had been a long eleven hours since Amy had found out Julia was kidnapped. It had been a long day and the day was about to get much longer. It had been their luck they had slept in the plane. Both felt much stronger now. They found back their bags, walked on and Amy saw Matthew.
‘Matthew!’ she shouted, dropped her bags and ran towards him. Matt looked up and hugged Amy. Both cried.
‘Oh Matt…’ Amy said sadly ‘our baby has been kidnapped! What should we do, what should we do…’
Lisa picked up the bag Amy dropped and with both bags she walked over to them.
‘Hi Matt’ she said, carefully avoiding the question “how are you”, something of which she already knew the answer.
‘Hey Lisa’ He said, but he looked at Amy.
Amy smiled but wasn’t happy. ‘If there’s one way to get my daughter back, then that’s the way we have to walk. The more people, the bigger our chances’
Matt nodded. ‘Okay. Amy, Lisa, I want you to meet lieutenant Caine. He and his team is trying to find Julia’
Both women shook hands with the lieutenant.
‘So you’re… were… Julia’s new employer. Have you got any clues where se might be?’ Amy’s attitude transferred to business-like, hiding her worries about Julia.
‘Not really, but we’re doing everything we can’
Amy nodded. ‘Okay. Do you mind if we help with searching her?’
Lieutenant Caine smiled. ‘Not at all’
Julia got up and walked around a bit. The kidnappers hadn’t noticed yet she had un-cuffed herself, that was a point of light. The scaffolding was empty. She walked to the boxes and opened some of them. Empty. Ooo-kay. Why would someone stack empty boxes against a wall? The scaffolding was empty, which could be because they could have emptied it to keep her here. But empty boxes? If you’d empty a room, you would just take out all boxes. She grabbed more boxes from the top of the stack and threw them through the room. Whatever if they got dirty. Suddenly, a beam of orange light fell into the dark room. Julia checked her watch. 8:30 p.m. Sunset. She removed all boxes until she had cleared the little window. It was just a small window high in the wall, so Julia had to stand on tiptoes to look outside. She saw a street and people passing by and trees and the sun near the horizon. The outside world. The door was kicked open again and the same fat man walked in. He grinned when he saw she had cleared the window.
‘Ah, our miss know-it-all has found out that she can see the outside world through that little window. Doesn’t matter, no one will hear you. It’ll just make your stay here more annoying.’ He walked into the scaffolding before he walked out. Julia laughed and the man slammed the door shut again. Julia stared to the scaffolding and to the window and the scaffolding again. A plan was developing inside her head.
The Miami Crime Lab surprised Lisa. There was a lot of glass used, and everything looked tight and clean and stuff, but it didn’t look cold. She wished their lab would look this state-of-the-art. Her thoughts were disturbed but Amy who was tapping her on the shoulder.
‘Lisa?’
‘Huh?’
‘Beautiful lab ey?’
‘Yeah. Ours should look like this too.’
‘Your unpleasant job to discuss it with John. But would you please come?’
Lisa nodded and she, Amy and Matt followed Horatio Caine to his office. There, he showed Amy and Lisa the ransom note. Amy’s happy façade fell off and she broke down in tears. Lisa read the note.
“Hello mr Luisant,
How are you? I hope fine, because I will ruin your day. We have kidnapped you daughter Julia. Pretty girl she is. If you want to see her alive, put 2 million dollars in the following account before the following Friday;…”
Lisa looked up. Amy was still crying and Matt was comforting her.
‘Have you checked that account?’ she asked Horatio.
‘Yes, we have. It belongs to a Charles Franklin’
Matt looked up. ‘Charles Franklin?’ he echoed.
Horatio looked at him. ‘Yes. You know him?’
Matt nodded. ‘He’s one of many competitors. I’ve met him’
Amy looked up with a face filled with tears. ‘Have you got an address?’
‘No’ Horatio answered. ‘Address unknown’
Julia walked to the scaffolding and tried to move it. No movement. She checked it again. Damn, it was screwed to the wall. She grabbed her wallet from her pocket and opened it. She never carried much money, but she always carried her lucky coin, a five-eurocents coin she once got from her mother. Where was it? She searched all pockets, and she found it, where else, in the last one. With the coin, she loosened all screws until she could move the scaffolding. While kicking some boxes away, she moved it under the window. She checked her watch and looked outside. No one passing. But she had to go. She kicked out her stilettos and with one, she tried to break the glass. It did. She figured someone must’ve heard that and hurried. She climbed up the scaffolding and dropped herself from the other side of the wall. It was dark outside. The light flashed on inside. Julia stepped in a piece of glass. Damn, her foot. She dropped one of her rings near the wall. Maybe she could leave a trail of objects without meaning to everyone else except her parents. She heard the fat man scream: ‘She’s gone!’ and began running, she ran, and ran, as fast as she could. But after only a few meters, a man levelled with her. She swore. She had never been a good runner, especially not with glass in her foot. The man grabbed her arm, but she managed to pull herself away and kick him where it hurts. The man fell on his knees and Julia ran away. Soon enough, the man levelled again, grabbed her arm again and pushed her against the wall. Julia spat him in the face and tried to wriggle herself loose, but the man didn’t care and showed her a knife. Julia petrified. The man held the knife against her throat.
‘So little girl, now it’s you against me. You move, you’re dead. You scream, you’re dead. Just cooperate, then you’ll live.’
Julia let him take her. But halfway back, she felt the man loosen his grip for a moment and decided the moment was hers. She wriggled loose, turned around and felt the man’s fingertips against her arm. She tried to run, felt the whole hand around her arm. Then, something sharp and pointy was pushed against her back. The knife. She felt the cold blade slice through her layers of clothe, and it slice through her skin. Julia felt pain. The blade slice further. She felt a warm and thick substance flowing out of the wound. The blood would ruin her clothes. She realised she would never see her parents again, unless she would be saved now. And she wouldn’t, she knew. She fell down on her knees. She couldn’t breathe anymore. She felt blood flowing into her mouth. She realised the knife had punctured her lung. She spat some blood on the wall and sidewalk. People had to see something had happened there. She closed her eyes and saw sparkling. No one was here to save her. She would just die here. That didn’t hurt her. It hurt her the most she would never see her parents again. And she would never do the job she had always wanted to do. The sparkling died and Julia saw nothing but darkness. She had never made up with Amy. All sorts of thoughts of things she had never done but had wanted to do. Her life would be over now… She felt her heart had stopped beating. And then, she felt nothing…
Amy saw the clock pointing 0:30 a.m. She looked at Matthew and realised they wouldn’t sleep until Julia was found. They were talking about the time they had spent together before Matt had moved to Miami. Amy remembered how they had liked their first holiday here in Miami. Julia was fifteen at that time, and Amy remembered how she had bragged about going here to her classmates. Most of them had never been out of Europe. Only a few, and only one had been to the US before. He had been to Los Angeles. But Julia had seen a lot of the world and Amy knew how she loved travelling. They had visited most of the European countries. They had been to Egypt when Julia was ten, and to Toronto when she was twelve. Amy remembered how the beauty of such a big city enchanted Julia, and Amy and Matt had promised her she could pick a city herself to go on holiday when she had turned fifteen. And Julia had picked Miami. Julia loved sun, warmth, and the atmosphere of a big city. She would have gone to New York though, if she had been convinced that it could also be warm there. But it’s hard to convince a fifteen-year-old that a city which was almost always cloudy in television series that it could also be sunny there. Matt had been happy Julia had picked Miami, Amy had known it was a wish of him to go there once to find out if it would be a good place to expand his company, a modelling agency, to. It turned out it was. Amy was never worried Matt would take off with one of his models. She knew him, he wouldn’t. His agency wasn’t that big yet, but promising. Matt always had hoped Julia would become one of his models when she had grown up, but she always showed much more interest in the work her mum did. She always thought the models were airheads. Amy smiled. She knew some of them were actually pretty smart. She had hoped Julia would make it far. She had the business-instincts of her father, the brains of her mother and the good looks of herself.
‘Remember the first time we met?’ Matt asked suddenly. Amy looked up.
‘Sure I do’
Yeah, first time they’d met. Their love was one of those high school-loves that lasted. Amy had been sixteen and Matthew seventeen when they met at the Christmas gala at their school. They immediately fell in love. When Amy went to university, she found out she went to the same as Matt went. Happy coincidence. They got married, had a baby they called Julia and all lived happily ever after. It was like a fairy tale marriage, until had rudely been interrupted by this kidnapping. Amy closed her eyes. Her eyes were tired, but she told herself her mind wasn’t.
Matthew smiled at Amy. He saw she was sleeping. It had been a long and tiring day for her. But not only for her, it had been tiring for him too. He set the alarm of his cell at 7:00 a.m. and closed his eyes too. Both fell asleep with their heads on the kitchen table in Matt’s house, their selves filled with dreams and thoughts that would lighten up their minds for a few hours.
CSI:Hellevoetsluis 1.04 Photograph
(Hellevoetsluis/Miami Cross-over)
‘Beep beep beep’ Julia grabbed her alarm clock and got up. 9:30 a.m. Okay, maybe it was time to get up. Suddenly she remembered why shad had set her alarm clock the previous night. She had to call her mum. And since she lived on the other side of the ocean, there was a huge time difference of seven hours. That would make it 4:30 pm there. And at 5, her mum would probably have some time for herself. So that would make it the right time. She went to the shower and fifteen minutes later, she found herself in the kitchen where she was eating breakfast. The reason she had to call mum was something very, very important. Her dad was thrilled when she had told him. ‘Just like your mother’ he had said. Julia smiled again. She was so happy; she just couldn’t stop smiling. She checked the clock again. 10 a.m. here, so it was 5 pm there. So it was a great time to call mum.
‘So I really don’t know what to do, but he… and I…’
Amy only listened half to what Lisa was saying. Okay, she was her best friend and stuff, but sometimes she could be so boring… Suddenly, she was saved by an exotic sound coming from her cell.
‘Luisant’
‘Hi mum, it’s Julia! You never know what I have to tell you!’
Amy was very surprised her daughter called her. She told Lisa to ‘shut up ‘cause I have to take this call’. Lisa nodded and walked out. Amy returned to Julia.
‘Oh really Julie? Tell me, I’m curious!’
Julia knew. ‘Should I?’ she was just teasing her mum, knowing she really was curious as hell.
‘Okay Julia, just tell me please.’
‘Nah, I don’t think I will’ Julia kept teasing her.
‘Julia Luisant, you tell me now or else…’
‘Or what? No, just kidding mum. I will tell you, on the condition that…’
‘Yes?’
‘Please don’t freak out’
‘Okay.’
‘Mum… recently I’ve told you I’d applied for a job. But I wanted it to be a surprise for you, especially because I, of course, didn’t even know myself if I’d get the job or not. But I’ve got it and I’m about to tell you what kind of job’
‘Okay. Hope it’s not to dangerous.’
‘Mum! I’m living here for what, six years now? The city’s hardly more dangerous the Rotterdam and Amsterdam! I know what I’m doing.’
‘What are you doing then?’
‘I’m a CSI with the Miami-Dade Crime Lab’
‘You’re a what? Honey, please be careful! What does Matt say about it?’
‘Dad says it’s okay. He was so happy for me, I hoped you would be too…’
‘I am, Julia, I am. But I just want you to be save. Please…’
“Beep - beep - beep” Julia had broken the connection. Amy stared to her cell. Oh Julia, she thought, why were you doing this?
At the other side of the Atlantic, Julia was also staring at her phone. She had expected her mum to be more enthusiastic, since she was a CSI herself. Maybe she shouldn’t had broken the connection, but she had done it in the spur of the moment. Because mum wasn’t as happy as she had imagined she would be. Okay, maybe mum’s city Hellevoetsluis wasn’t by far as big as Miami, but still, why couldn’t she just be happy?
It was a hot day, the next day, when Julia stepped out of her car into the early Miami sun. She walked into the orange building and walked to the front desk, where she waited for her new employer. It only took a few minutes before the red-haired man showed up. Julia had met him before, for her job interview, but she couldn’t remember his name. She could remember his surname though.
‘Lieutenant Caine, how are you?’ she tried to make a good impression. He would be her employer for at least a few years.
Ah. Now she remembered his name again. Horatio Caine.
Horatio showed her around the lab. Julia was impressed. It looked that state-of-the-art. He told her the lab just had been redecorated. He had introduced her to the rest of the team; Calleigh Duquesne, Julia had to ask her to write it down so she would know how to write it. Calleigh had smiled and had written it down for her. Ryan Wolfe, somewhere he was quite charming. And Eric Delko. Julia thought she liked them all. Her mum’s, or actually Lisa’s team was so different. She always had liked Tom, and Tom probably knew. She was a good friend with Sam, and her mum of course, and then Lisa. But she knew she would like it here too. At the end of the day, she walked out to her car. It had been a very nice day. Happily she drove home, to eat something and watch some TV. She parked her car at home and walked to the door. Suddenly, she heard footsteps behind her back. She tried to turn around, but before she could, someone smothered her. She passed out.
Amy just sat absently minded. She was thinking. Yesterday she had received the call of Julia and since then, Julia hadn’t even called her. She grabbed her cell phone and called Julia’s cell. No answer. She kept calling ‘til she got voicemail. Julia probably didn’t want to speak to her. Why did she so desperately wanted to become a CSI? Okay, of course she, Amy, had been a role model for her, but still, why then in such a big city as Miami? Maybe she was just overreacting. Maybe she didn’t have to worry, since Julia was twenty-three. And Matt was there too. Yeah, just overreacting. Miami might be a big city, but big cities usually also have big police forces. She didn’t have to worry. And then something else, who would ever want to hurt Julia? At the same time, the phone on the desk to her rang. Her heart jumped as she was hoping it would be Julia. She picked it up.
‘Hellevoetsluis Crime Lab’
But who answered was definitely not Julia. A man’s voice answered her.
‘Amy Luisant?’
‘Speaking with’
‘Good afternoon ma’am, this is Horatio Caine of the Miami-Dade Crime Lab. I am afraid I have to tell you something’
‘Is it about Julia? She has got a job with you guys, hasn’t she? Has she done something wrong?’
‘It is about Julia. No ma’am, she hasn’t done anything wrong. I am afraid your daughter Julia has been kidnapped.’
Amy dropped the mouthpiece and it kept dangling on it rope back- and forwards, and it would have looked funny if this situation wasn’t this bad. Amy realised she had dropped it and picked it up again.
‘Are you - are you sure?’ she asked carefully, but she already knew the answer.
‘I am sure. Matthew Luisant came here and said he had found a ransom note. He told us he had checked if Julia was at home. He had seen her car, but she wasn’t at home. He asked us if we would call you’
‘Why did you have to call me, not Matt?’
‘I don’t really know, but he seemed rather shocked.’
‘I bet he is. Whatever he wants to do, please keep him from it. I’m coming to Miami’
‘I will. Hang in there’
Amy hung up and looked into nothing. Her baby had been kidnapped… she hoped nothing really bad would happen to her. Why would someone kidnap Julia? Oh, of course, Matt’s company. He had money enough, she knew. So they had taken her kid for money… a tear rolled down Amy’s cheek and fell on the ground. No, she mustn’t cry. Julia needed her. She had to go to Miami. She got up, walked out and searched for Lisa. She found her in the layout room, where she and Tom were going through some unsolved cases.
‘Lisa…’ she said, unable to stop her tears from flowing now ‘Julia has been kidnapped. I’m going to Miami. I thought you ought to know’
Both looked at her, shocked.
‘Julia is what?!’ Lisa said. ‘Oh Amy, how awful for you! I’m going with you’
Amy swiped some tears away and looked at Lisa.
‘Oh Lisa, how sweet of you! Thank you…’
‘Hey, you’re my best friend, remember? Tommy, you take my place when we’re away.’
Tom nodded. ‘I’ll arrange the stuff with the sheriff.’
Lisa nodded thankfully and guided Amy home. There, they filled a travelling bag, and after that, they went to Lisa’s apartment.
Two hours later, they were at Amsterdam International Airport Schiphol, where Lisa walked to one of the desks and asked if there were two tickets left for Miami. They were lucky, there were a few left for a plane to Miami that would leave in half an hour. Amy paid and they checked in.
An hour later, they were up in the air and both women calmed down a little. They had been in a rush but both were clever enough to know they couldn’t speed up the plane.
It was crazy, Amy thought, three and a half hour ago, she was still worried about Julia not talking to her. And now she was worried because Julia was kidnapped. And she was on her way to Miami. She had been there before, many times even, but this time the reason wasn’t as happy as it always had been. This would be a long eight hours…
Julia woke up and looked around. It was totally dark. Where was she? Suddenly, she noticed she was cuffed. Was she kidnapped? For what? Matt’s money? Or because she was with CSI now? No, she thought, then she would have been killed instantly instead of being kidnapped. She looked around again. Her eyes were a bit better adjusted to the darkness now, and she could distinguish the things in the room. Against one wall, boxes were stacked on top of each other, covering the whole wall so it wasn’t visible. Against another wall stood a scaffolding and in the same wall was a door. She didn’t even try if it was open; it was probably locked anyway. She lied back down on the ground, the cold, hard, stone ground. It was dirty as hell. Oh damn, she though, her new clothes she had put on for her first day on the job. What a stupid thought in such a serious situation. She tried to un-cuff herself. That was surprisingly easy. She looked at her hands. She still had her watch and rings and she felt her wallet in one of her pockets. Was money really the motif? Her watch said it was 2 p.m. Was she here already almost a day? Or longer? Would dad have already notice she was gone? Her employer, Horatio Caine, he would have noticed she hadn’t shown up. Would he be angry with her? Or disappointed? Or, if Matt had noticed she was gone, Horatio would know it too. Were they worried? If dad knew, mum would know it too by now. Oh, mum! She had warned her to be careful. She had told her Miami could be dangerous. But on the other hand, Amy had warned her for the dangers of the job, not for the people who were after Matt’s company. Suddenly, the lamp on the ceiling flashed on. Julia blinked. The light hurt her eyes. Someone kicked open the door and a small, fat man walked in.
‘Ah, you awake’ he said. Julia looked at him.
‘What do you want?’ she asked coldly. The man had an evil grin and looked back at her.
‘Your daddy is quite a rich man. And he’s also a competitor of mine. I don’t need his money, but with the money I ask of him, he has to take it from his agency, that will fall apart if he does…’
Julia only looked. So that was the motif for kidnapping her…
‘But you’ the man walked to Julia ‘are very pretty. I don’t mind you’d stay here for a bit longer’
Julia crawled over to a corner and the man laughed.
‘Pretty girl, why so scared?’
‘I’m not scared of you, but how my mum and dad will damage their reputation if they find you’
‘Ah silly girl, your mum’s not even here… she has a little job in a tiny country called Holland’
Julia tried to smile.
‘Everyone makes the same mistake. It’s the Netherlands, not Holland. Holland exists of only two of the twelve provinces, North- and South- Holland. And my mum doesn’t have a little job, she’s a CSI.’
‘Whatever, she’s still six thousand miles from here’
‘Actually, it’s more like four thousand three hundred and fifty miles from here, and I bet you she’s already on a plane’
She shouldn’t have said that.
‘Ah, a little miss know-it-all! No one will save you!’
And he hit her in the face. Julia understood it was best to do nothing and just wait. The man walked out and slammed the door shut.
Up in the sky, Amy woke up. Someone was poking her. It was just as annoying as a mosquito.
She hit the hand that was poking her.
‘Ouch!’
Oops. The poker was Lisa.
‘Sorry Lisa. Why were you poking me?’
‘Because we’re about to land. See?’
Amy looked out of the window and saw the very familiar skyline of a big city. But it was not until she saw the building with the blue, pink and yellow lights that she was sure she was in Miami.
‘You think Matt’ll be there to pick us up?’ Lisa asked. Amy nodded.
‘I know so. I’ve sent him a SMS right before we boarded the plane.’
‘Okay’
Finally, the plane landed. It had been a long eleven hours since Amy had found out Julia was kidnapped. It had been a long day and the day was about to get much longer. It had been their luck they had slept in the plane. Both felt much stronger now. They found back their bags, walked on and Amy saw Matthew.
‘Matthew!’ she shouted, dropped her bags and ran towards him. Matt looked up and hugged Amy. Both cried.
‘Oh Matt…’ Amy said sadly ‘our baby has been kidnapped! What should we do, what should we do…’
Lisa picked up the bag Amy dropped and with both bags she walked over to them.
‘Hi Matt’ she said, carefully avoiding the question “how are you”, something of which she already knew the answer.
‘Hey Lisa’ He said, but he looked at Amy.
Amy smiled but wasn’t happy. ‘If there’s one way to get my daughter back, then that’s the way we have to walk. The more people, the bigger our chances’
Matt nodded. ‘Okay. Amy, Lisa, I want you to meet lieutenant Caine. He and his team is trying to find Julia’
Both women shook hands with the lieutenant.
‘So you’re… were… Julia’s new employer. Have you got any clues where se might be?’ Amy’s attitude transferred to business-like, hiding her worries about Julia.
‘Not really, but we’re doing everything we can’
Amy nodded. ‘Okay. Do you mind if we help with searching her?’
Lieutenant Caine smiled. ‘Not at all’
Julia got up and walked around a bit. The kidnappers hadn’t noticed yet she had un-cuffed herself, that was a point of light. The scaffolding was empty. She walked to the boxes and opened some of them. Empty. Ooo-kay. Why would someone stack empty boxes against a wall? The scaffolding was empty, which could be because they could have emptied it to keep her here. But empty boxes? If you’d empty a room, you would just take out all boxes. She grabbed more boxes from the top of the stack and threw them through the room. Whatever if they got dirty. Suddenly, a beam of orange light fell into the dark room. Julia checked her watch. 8:30 p.m. Sunset. She removed all boxes until she had cleared the little window. It was just a small window high in the wall, so Julia had to stand on tiptoes to look outside. She saw a street and people passing by and trees and the sun near the horizon. The outside world. The door was kicked open again and the same fat man walked in. He grinned when he saw she had cleared the window.
‘Ah, our miss know-it-all has found out that she can see the outside world through that little window. Doesn’t matter, no one will hear you. It’ll just make your stay here more annoying.’ He walked into the scaffolding before he walked out. Julia laughed and the man slammed the door shut again. Julia stared to the scaffolding and to the window and the scaffolding again. A plan was developing inside her head.
The Miami Crime Lab surprised Lisa. There was a lot of glass used, and everything looked tight and clean and stuff, but it didn’t look cold. She wished their lab would look this state-of-the-art. Her thoughts were disturbed but Amy who was tapping her on the shoulder.
‘Lisa?’
‘Huh?’
‘Beautiful lab ey?’
‘Yeah. Ours should look like this too.’
‘Your unpleasant job to discuss it with John. But would you please come?’
Lisa nodded and she, Amy and Matt followed Horatio Caine to his office. There, he showed Amy and Lisa the ransom note. Amy’s happy façade fell off and she broke down in tears. Lisa read the note.
“Hello mr Luisant,
How are you? I hope fine, because I will ruin your day. We have kidnapped you daughter Julia. Pretty girl she is. If you want to see her alive, put 2 million dollars in the following account before the following Friday;…”
Lisa looked up. Amy was still crying and Matt was comforting her.
‘Have you checked that account?’ she asked Horatio.
‘Yes, we have. It belongs to a Charles Franklin’
Matt looked up. ‘Charles Franklin?’ he echoed.
Horatio looked at him. ‘Yes. You know him?’
Matt nodded. ‘He’s one of many competitors. I’ve met him’
Amy looked up with a face filled with tears. ‘Have you got an address?’
‘No’ Horatio answered. ‘Address unknown’
Julia walked to the scaffolding and tried to move it. No movement. She checked it again. Damn, it was screwed to the wall. She grabbed her wallet from her pocket and opened it. She never carried much money, but she always carried her lucky coin, a five-eurocents coin she once got from her mother. Where was it? She searched all pockets, and she found it, where else, in the last one. With the coin, she loosened all screws until she could move the scaffolding. While kicking some boxes away, she moved it under the window. She checked her watch and looked outside. No one passing. But she had to go. She kicked out her stilettos and with one, she tried to break the glass. It did. She figured someone must’ve heard that and hurried. She climbed up the scaffolding and dropped herself from the other side of the wall. It was dark outside. The light flashed on inside. Julia stepped in a piece of glass. Damn, her foot. She dropped one of her rings near the wall. Maybe she could leave a trail of objects without meaning to everyone else except her parents. She heard the fat man scream: ‘She’s gone!’ and began running, she ran, and ran, as fast as she could. But after only a few meters, a man levelled with her. She swore. She had never been a good runner, especially not with glass in her foot. The man grabbed her arm, but she managed to pull herself away and kick him where it hurts. The man fell on his knees and Julia ran away. Soon enough, the man levelled again, grabbed her arm again and pushed her against the wall. Julia spat him in the face and tried to wriggle herself loose, but the man didn’t care and showed her a knife. Julia petrified. The man held the knife against her throat.
‘So little girl, now it’s you against me. You move, you’re dead. You scream, you’re dead. Just cooperate, then you’ll live.’
Julia let him take her. But halfway back, she felt the man loosen his grip for a moment and decided the moment was hers. She wriggled loose, turned around and felt the man’s fingertips against her arm. She tried to run, felt the whole hand around her arm. Then, something sharp and pointy was pushed against her back. The knife. She felt the cold blade slice through her layers of clothe, and it slice through her skin. Julia felt pain. The blade slice further. She felt a warm and thick substance flowing out of the wound. The blood would ruin her clothes. She realised she would never see her parents again, unless she would be saved now. And she wouldn’t, she knew. She fell down on her knees. She couldn’t breathe anymore. She felt blood flowing into her mouth. She realised the knife had punctured her lung. She spat some blood on the wall and sidewalk. People had to see something had happened there. She closed her eyes and saw sparkling. No one was here to save her. She would just die here. That didn’t hurt her. It hurt her the most she would never see her parents again. And she would never do the job she had always wanted to do. The sparkling died and Julia saw nothing but darkness. She had never made up with Amy. All sorts of thoughts of things she had never done but had wanted to do. Her life would be over now… She felt her heart had stopped beating. And then, she felt nothing…
Amy saw the clock pointing 0:30 a.m. She looked at Matthew and realised they wouldn’t sleep until Julia was found. They were talking about the time they had spent together before Matt had moved to Miami. Amy remembered how they had liked their first holiday here in Miami. Julia was fifteen at that time, and Amy remembered how she had bragged about going here to her classmates. Most of them had never been out of Europe. Only a few, and only one had been to the US before. He had been to Los Angeles. But Julia had seen a lot of the world and Amy knew how she loved travelling. They had visited most of the European countries. They had been to Egypt when Julia was ten, and to Toronto when she was twelve. Amy remembered how the beauty of such a big city enchanted Julia, and Amy and Matt had promised her she could pick a city herself to go on holiday when she had turned fifteen. And Julia had picked Miami. Julia loved sun, warmth, and the atmosphere of a big city. She would have gone to New York though, if she had been convinced that it could also be warm there. But it’s hard to convince a fifteen-year-old that a city which was almost always cloudy in television series that it could also be sunny there. Matt had been happy Julia had picked Miami, Amy had known it was a wish of him to go there once to find out if it would be a good place to expand his company, a modelling agency, to. It turned out it was. Amy was never worried Matt would take off with one of his models. She knew him, he wouldn’t. His agency wasn’t that big yet, but promising. Matt always had hoped Julia would become one of his models when she had grown up, but she always showed much more interest in the work her mum did. She always thought the models were airheads. Amy smiled. She knew some of them were actually pretty smart. She had hoped Julia would make it far. She had the business-instincts of her father, the brains of her mother and the good looks of herself.
‘Remember the first time we met?’ Matt asked suddenly. Amy looked up.
‘Sure I do’
Yeah, first time they’d met. Their love was one of those high school-loves that lasted. Amy had been sixteen and Matthew seventeen when they met at the Christmas gala at their school. They immediately fell in love. When Amy went to university, she found out she went to the same as Matt went. Happy coincidence. They got married, had a baby they called Julia and all lived happily ever after. It was like a fairy tale marriage, until had rudely been interrupted by this kidnapping. Amy closed her eyes. Her eyes were tired, but she told herself her mind wasn’t.
Matthew smiled at Amy. He saw she was sleeping. It had been a long and tiring day for her. But not only for her, it had been tiring for him too. He set the alarm of his cell at 7:00 a.m. and closed his eyes too. Both fell asleep with their heads on the kitchen table in Matt’s house, their selves filled with dreams and thoughts that would lighten up their minds for a few hours.