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"911, what's your emergency?"

"I'm at 1832 Bryson Avenue. There's an adult male with multiple stab wounds to his torso!" JJ shouted into the phone, her breathing laboured.

"Need medical and police response!" Buck yelled when he noticed his daughter freaking out. "Okay, can I get your names?" JJ took a shaky breath. "Juniper and Evan Buckley. My Dad's a firefighter with the 118." She hiccuped, tears streaming down her face.

Buck looked at her as he took his jacket off, using it to apply more pressure.

"Buck, JJ?" JJ now recognised the operator's voice as Josh, Maddie's friend. "Yeah, the-the victim is Howard Han." She placed the phone on the floor next to Buck, so he could explain Chimney's state.

JJ paced as Buck spoke to Josh. Tears ran down her face as she hyperventilated. Who would do this? Why would someone do this? Then she suddenly remembered something.

Maddie.

Buck seemed to have the same thought because his head shot up to lock eyes with JJ after Chimney mumbled something. "Aunt Maddie!" JJ shouted as she ran into the house.

She ran upstairs, shouting her aunt's name. Nothing. She then ran back downstairs, her breathing worse than before. Panic shot through her veins. Still no sign of Maddie.

"She-She's not here!" She yelled loud enough for the people outside to hear her. "She's gone." She whispered to herself, pulling on her hair.

She turned around, looking for any sign that her Aunt had been home, or hurt. "No." She mumbled, her eyes locked onto Maddie's phone and keys.

Maddie hadn't left by choice. And JJ knew who was to blame.

She knew about Maddie's ex-husband, and that he was the reason her Aunt came to LA. They hadn't told her much about the situation, but she wasn't stupid, she connected the dots.

All she and Buck came here to do was pick up a few books that Maddie had found at the store for JJ. Now, JJ stared at the books in front of her on the table. She let out a frustrated cry, pulling at her hair once again.

"He found her." She told her Dad when he walked through the front door.

"It was Doug. Doug Kendall. He told Maddie he would kill her if she left him. He did this." Buck told the detective. "You said he lives in Pennsylvania. He know she was here?" The detective replied. "No, she-she..."

"She was filing for divorce," Athena spoke up, her arms wrapped around a shaking JJ. "That could have put her back on his radar." The detective nodded.

"Well, we'll take a look at him, but before your friend lost consciousness he said he was attacked by a Jason Bailey. Any of you know who that is?"

Buck was at a loss for words, so JJ replied. "I know he had a new friend. Some guy he was playing pool with, he told me at dinner the other night. We never met him, but it could've been him. He got close to him so that he could get close to my Aunt." The detective sighed, clearly not believing a word she said.

"Chimney's phone is right there. You know, check it for yourself." Buck agreed with his daughter. "Phone's locked. Can't open it without the victim's consent." Buck looked around, frustration and fear bubbled inside of him.

"They'll subpoena his phone records, but it'll take time." Athena tried to soothe him. "Well, Maddie doesn't have time, okay?!" JJ flinched from under Athena's arm. "Doug did this!" Buck lowered his voice at his daughter's reaction.