I open my eyes slowly. Everything is blurry and I have to slowly adjust to the sight.
When it finally comes into focus, I realize I'm tied to a chair.
I pull and struggle to get free, and all I do is loosen the ropes a little.
"I'm proud of you for protecting Ryan from that bomb. If I didn't hate you so much I might recruit you."
Tyson.
"Where is he? Where's Ryan what did you do with him?"
"Wow. You actually do care about him. I'm surprised. I didn't think a girl like you could love."
"How do you know I love him?"
He lets a sick grin appear on his face.
"I can see it in your eyes. Fear. I only see it with you when I threaten one of them. You aren't afraid of dying."
"Tell me where he is!"
"Why? So you can go get him? How about if I make you a deal. If you save him this time, I'll stop going after him."
"I don't where he is and I'm tied to a chair! How am I supposed to find him?"
He walks out, and minutes later comes back with a TV. He flicks it on, and there lies Ryan, still unconscious.
"What did you do to him?"
"I gave him a higher dose than what I gave you. I'm going to kill him when he wakes up."
I feel like I've been socked in the stomach.
"How much time?"
He shrugs. "An hour or two. Good luck."
He leaves, and I know he's not coming back.
There are so many problems right now I don't even know where to start.
I jerk my wrist back enough that I can bend my fingers to touch the rope.
I pull on the knot, and nothing happens. I struggle to untie it with two fingers. They become raw and bleeding in a matter of minutes.
Finally, the rope falls from my wrist.
I cry out in triumph and do the other one.
I quickly stand and run to the TV.
He's still out, and I don't see anything that reveals where he is.
I don't even know where I am.
I find a window, but all I see is other buildings.
I check my pocket for anything, and I pull out my phone.
I laugh out of relief.
I call Ryan, and through the monitor I hear his phone ringing.
Yes! I can track his phone.
But I can't get back to the precinct, not in time.
I have to do it from here somehow.
I look at the screen again, and realize my area code doesn't pop up on his phone.
That means he's in the same city at least.
Wait, how long have I been out?
Are they looking for us?
I check my phone and the time reads seven A. M.
We've been gone for almost a day.
How much of a dose did he give us?
Ok, by now they are probably looking for us.

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Castle's partner
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