Love By Death (Castle Fan Fiction)

Chapter 8

I start to get nervous. The doorknob rustles. "What the hell?" Ryan says. The door opens. "WHAT?" a young guy yells as he opens the door. Behind him, a woman is laying on the floor with a bloody knee. A broken vase lays near her. When the guy realizes that we're the police, he slams the door in our face. "Hey! NYPD! Open the door!" Espo yells. We hear a slapping noice, yelling, and the woman screams. Espo tells me to stand back. He kicks the door down and we all run in, armed and ready (except for me, of course). Woah. I've always seen people kick doors down in movies, but never in real life. This is insane. I could be face to face with a killer in a minute.

As we run in, Espo and Ryan both with their guns up, we see that the woman's crying and holding her bloody knee, and the guy is yelling at her, telling her to shut up and suck it up. She cries and tells him that she can't move it. "Turn around, hands behind your head, on your knees, NOW!" Ryan yells. The man turns around and gets on his knees. I'm able to get a good look at his face. I've seen this guy before, but I can't put my finger on who he is. And then I realize who he is. Oh my God.

He's my dad's old partner for his meth business; the guy that killed him.

"Espo, Espo!" I whisper. "What?" he says back. "I know who this guy is." "You do?!" he says back. Before they can stop me, I run towards the guy, tackle him, and pin him down on the ground. "MICHAEL RANDALL. HOW NICE TO SEE YOU, YOU FAT ASSHOLE. MY NAME'S JESSI. JESSI MARCUS. RECOGNIZE THE NAME? YOU SHOULD!"

As I'm about to pound Randall's face in, Espo runs over, grabs me, and pulls me off of him."JESSI! GET OFF OF HIM!" Espo yells. "NO! THIS BASTARD KILLED MY DAD! IT'S HIS TURN!" I scream. "Ryan, get her out of here!" Espo yells, as he hands me over to Ryan, who tries to avoid my kicking and punching. He takes me out in the hall, as Espo deals with Randall and the lady with him.

"Jess, what the hell are you doing? You can't just jump some guy!" Ryan tells me as he holds me against a wall. "Ryan, you don't understand. He killed my dad in cold blood!" I try to explain. "That's not the point. Right now, he's flagged as a murderer. You could've potentially gotten in a fight with a killer. I'm calling Beckett. You're going back to the precinct. You can't be here." "Ryan, I-" "Jess. Stop. You're leaving. No excuses." I sigh, realizing that he's right. I do need to leave. If I even see Randall's face one more time, I'll blow up.

Ryan calls Beckett, and when he gets out of the room, he says that she'll be here in a few minutes, and I need to stay in the hallway while he goes and tells Espo what's going on. "Fine," is all I can say.

"Hey, man. Is Jessi okay?" Espo asks as Ryan walks in. "I just called Beckett. She's going to take her back to the precinct. She can't help with this case. Not with Randall." Ryan explains. "Okay. I'll go talk to her."

A man walks past me in the hallway, dressed in all black. At first, I start to search for something heavy or sharp in my pocket, but then I realize that he's just walking by. I sit there, staring at the walls, pondering what just happened. I'm literally right outside the door of the room that my dad's killer is in.

Out of the corner of my eye, I see the man in all black walking back down the hallway toward me. I start to get nervous, and when i turn my head to look over at him, he grabs me by my hair, and as soon as I let out a scream, he covers my mouth and holds a gun to my head. "Make another noise and I'll paint the wall with your brains."