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Chapter 1

Fin Tutuola walked into his office all of three hours late for work. A young girl followed him, looking furious. "Dad! Would you just listen?" she demanded.

"No!" Fin replied just as furiously.

"I'm seventeen. I can sleep with whoever I want, whenever I want. And I wasn't even in bed with him when you walked in, okay? I was about to leave. So quit freaking out. I've known him like my whole life, okay?"

"What's his name?"

"I'm not going to tell you so you can harass him!"

"Do you know if he has aids? Do you know if he's been in jail or not? Do you know anything about him?"

"Yes, I do!"

"Then what's his name?"

"Oh, I don't know," she replied coolly.

"What?"

"I'm joking, Dad. And I'm not going to tell you. And I know he doesn't have aids because I've let him fuck me before and more than six months ago, so I already know he doesn't. And I don't really care if he's been in jail or not. He's a sweet guy. We've been dating for almost two years now."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Hmm... Maybe because I knew you would act like this..."

"You know nothing about him and you're already in bed with him?"

"We've been dating for TWO YEARS, Dad! Are you even listening to me? Mom's known all along. Besides, he's a sweet guy, never even yelled at me. Good enough for you? Or do you need to run a thorough background check before you'll get over it and realize I'm seventeen and you can't stop me from sleeping with him or even a convicted rapist if I want to. Okay?"

Fin shoved his chair at her. "You sit your ass down and shut the hell up."

"I've got school. Sorry. Can't."

"You didn't mind skipping school yesterday, did you?"

"Maybe because I wanted to get some privacy while you were gone."

"Sit down."

"No. I have to go and I'm not going to say it again. Bye."

But Fin was blocking her way. After several minutes of battling wills, she flopped down in the chair, folding her arms. She rolled her eyes and pulled out her cell phone as Fin headed towards Captain Craigen's office. Ignoring the other's stares, the texting started. Fin was in the Captain's office for several minutes before he came out. But he looked just as furious. "Who are you talking to?" he asked, but she didn't answer. "Egypt!"

"What the hell do you want?" she exclaimed.

"Who are you talking to?"

"Leave me alone."

"No. Answer me!"

Egypt stood up quickly and started out of the room, but Fin grabbed her arm. She shook him off. "Where are you going?" Fin demanded.

"Listen. I don't have time to explain. My best friend was just raped and you expect me to sit around here with you? No!" She ran out of the office quickly. But she returned minutes later and snatched Fin's keys from his desk. "Oh, and I'm borrowing your car," she added coolly.

"You don't have a license."

"Yeah, well, I'm a better driver than you are," she muttered under her breath.

Fin rolled his eyes and sat down. He and Egypt had never gotten along really, but they had never fought like that either. For some reason, for some unknown reason, Egypt always seemed furious with him. She avoided him when he was home and ignored him when he wasn't. Fin guessed it was because she was always in trouble and he was a cop. When he worked in Narcotics, she had been caught in one of their drug raids. But she refused to explain what she was doing there. She didn't care what happened to her. Unfortunately, her mother, Sharice, was completely behind her in everything she did, which left Fin alone in trying to straighten the girl out.

He had never met one of her friends. All he knew was that she skipped school several times a month to go hang out with them. Whatever they did, he didn't know. He didn't know their names, where they were or anything. And Egypt was too stubborn to realize why Fin was being so "nosey" as she put it daily.

On most nights, she never came home. And when she did, it wasn't until four or five in the morning. She brought a group of friends with her. They ate or watched a movie, then they were off again. He didn't know her best friend's name, who she was, where she lived, or anything about her, but it was obvious that they were very close.

Fin's fellow detectives still hadn't even realized what was going on. Olivia and Elliot were both staring at each other blankly. Chester Lake was acting as if he hadn't heard anything. But he obviously had.

When the phone rang, Fin answered. "Special Victim's Unit," he answered numbly.

"Dad, it's me. Can you come to talk to her or something?"

"I don't know where she lives."

"Gee, thanks, Dad. I knew it! You talk, talk, talk about being there for me, but when I ask for one fucking favor, you blow out on me. Thanks!" Egypt hung up then.

Minutes later, Olivia's phone rang. She answered and nodded. "Sure. We'll be there in a while. Bye." She stood. "Let's go, El," she said.

"Who was that?" Elliot asked, frowning.

"Egypt," Olivia answered in a whisper.

"What? Why does she have your number?" Fin asked quietly. "Why would she call you?"

Olivia exchanged a glance with Elliot. "Fin, your daughter was raped a few years ago. We opened a case file, and did all we could, but we didn't ever find anything." She left with Elliot by her side without another word.