Chapter seventeen [Video/action]

[thebestseller]

[Private to New Moore PD, no time for security]

Something about the home invasion robberies and murders last month just clicked. Might be smart to send a unit to the pawn shop in case it gets ugly. I'm nearly there myself, and I think Beckett may be there already.

[Action]

[And with that, Castle enters the shop, the phone playing a live feed, as he appears to have walked in on the worst-case scenario possible- because, of course, the owner did it, and of course, he has a gun.

The already cluttered small space of the Pawn Shop seems to be in heightened disarray, knickknacks and antique items strewn every which way. The video feed settles onto the center of the conflict – the pawn shop owner is holding a gun, pointing it at Beckett who is standing directly in front of him.

Beckett seems frozen in place, her hands spread to her side, no effort being made to speak or reach for her own sidearm.]

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[action]

[themuse]

[Kate isn't moving - her legs feel like lead, and the only thing she can seem to fixate on is the gun pointed at her, no matter how hard she tries to move, she can't.

Somewhere in her periphery she hears the door open and the sound of someone coming in. She knows it's Castle, even without looking, and she just wishes more than anything that she could speak - to tell him to get out, to tell him anything. But her mouth is, somehow, just as frozen as the rest of her.]