A Week Later at BPD
Jane,Maura&Arizona are sitting in the bullpen when everyone walks in.
Korsak: What are you guys doing here so early?
Jane: (groggily) We have to stay at a hotel. Bed is not comfortable. Don't sleep much. Came in an hour ago.
Frost: Are you three okay to work?
All: We will be once we have enough coffee in us.
Jane's phone buzzes. It goes on speaker.
Jane: Isles.
Person: I need an escort.
Jane: No you have the wrong number.
Person: You sure?
Jane: Yes, I'm sure.
She hangs up.
Arizona: Everything okay?
Jane: Yeah.
Her phone buzzes again.
Jane: Isles. No, I can't help you.
Person: Why?
Jane: Because this isn't an escort service!
Person: You sure?
Jane: Yes, I'm sure.
She hangs up. Her phone buzzes again.
Jane: Isles. Oh, really? With the heavy breathing? Come on. And why are you getting an escort at this hour? Shouldn't you be at work?
Person: I don't work.
Jane: Well, shouldn't you be looking for work?
Person: Will you help me work on my resume?
Jane: No, I will not help you work on your resume. Gross.
She hangs up.
Arizona: You know, you are a public servant, and clearly this guy needs some service.
Jane: Shut up. You know, I don't know what happened. They've been calling me all week. A-A telemarketer must've gotten my number, you know, and..and..(her phone buzzes again) Ugh. I'm done. Listen to me you pervert. I don't have the time...To facilitate some fantasy from some basement-dwelling mouth breather with too much access to the Internet. So you can just go f--
They hang up on her. Nina walks in.
Nina: Jane. There's something you need to see. I got a message from BPD to look into the calls. I traced the origins of the hack into your accounts to a specific I.P. Address. It took me and three encryption experts from the bank to do it. When I zeroed in on the address it tripped some mechanism that redirected me to an unindexed website that you can't access without a password.
Jane: Well, can we crack it?
Nina: The password is Jane Isles. The web address contained a compressed video file, which I downloaded.
She plays it. It's a video of the house.
Jane: That's our house.
Frankie: From before the fire.
Jane: Wait a minute. What is this?
Someone holds a lighter in front of the camera and opens it.
Jane: The fire wasn't an accident.
Frost: Why send the video?
Korsak: Because whoever set that fire.
Jane: Wants me to know about it.
They all sigh.
Jane: We're going home. I'm too tired to think. Even if I am in danger.
They walk out. Maura and Arizona get in their cars. Jane parked her car further away. She watches them leave and then all of a sudden she gets grabbed from behind. They put their hand over her mouth, their arm around her waist and drag her to a car. They put her in the back, get in and drive away.
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