Back at the station Officer Collins tried to calm the two men down.  The suspect was clearly terrified for his son, the lawyer seemed to have a loved one at the house.  The interrogation had took a bizarre turn for the worse.

"Gentleman.  I am asking you to calm down, I am [I]ordering[/I] you to calm down.  Our officers are on their way and this will be resolved."

What turned with trying to get more information regarding the crime had turned into something different.  The men were frightened.

"My wife is there!" shouted the lawyer.  Chad had lost all sense of professional decorum whilst Sam just say there repeating, "Louis...Louis..."

At that moment the young officer who had passed information earlier came back to the interview room.

"Call for you Sir," he said and Officer Collins took the opportunity for the break to take the call, signalling the younger officer to watch over the two men.

Chad saw his opportunity and pushed past the officer into the corridor.

"Tell me what is going on, I'm coming with you..." he called following Collins.

"Now Sir, this is police business.  Go back to the room Sir," urged Officer Collins.  He could do without the lawyer making things worse.

"I am NOT under arrest Officer and I am coming with you!" he replied following the police officer's stride.

"Keep him back," shouted a very strained police officer.  The day had just gone to shit very quickly.  He went behind a desk as Chad was restrained by another officer.  

Picking up the receiver he interspersed the call with, 'uh-huh's' and other affirmations.  He ran his fingers through his greying hair, considering his options.  They had hardly anything on Sam.  It was a tenuous questioning at best.  He had a good notion that the identification was a plant and now there was a man at the suspect's house, his own father, and Sam was terrified!  

As he processed the details about the casualty he looked at the desperate lawyer over the desk.  'Shit' he thought, 'this isn't looking good'.  Officer Collins wasn't a gambler, wasn't a maverick.  He was procedural more than anything, but right now was one of those moments in an officer's career where you had to make a call and make the right one.

He walked over to the locked firearms cabinet and withdrew his rifle whilst Chad looked on frightened.  He walked over to the lawyer and spoke,

"there is an incident at your client's home.  I need you to be calm.  There has been a casualty.  She is alive but injured.  Wait for me on the forecourt.  We're going over there."

Chad wanted to run, to get the officer moving.  Not Ella, not Ella!  He was going through what Sam must have been going through just a few short weeks ago and then Chad's stomach lurched.  Ella was alive but what about the baby....

"Louis..." he said....

Officer Collins spoke authoritatively.  "Your client is still under arrest, but he's coming with us.  We have reason to believe we have a hostage situation in progress and your client may be able to help."

Walking to the interview room, he requested Sam was uncuffed from the table.  "You're coming with us son.  We need you to talk to your Dad.  He has your son and we need to get him safe."

Sam ran, barging through doors with his shoulder.  "Louis, Louis," he cried as he ran.  He was outside before Chad and the cop were despite his restraints.

"Talk to that bastard?  I'll fucking kill him," Sam muttered.  He had no idea of his father's criminal past, his rape of Brooklyn's mom or the inkling he was involved in killing Brooklyn.  He knew he was back and Louis was in danger.

"Chad - get my mom on the phone now!" he yelled as the patrol car sped off with the three men inside.

"Mom - Dad's back and there's trouble at home.  He's hurt Ella.  Why's he back.  What the hell is going on?"

On the other end of the phone Patty's world shattered.  Everything she and Autumn had shielded from Sam came crashing down.  He'd need to know the truth.  What that bastard did.