Disclaimer: These characters are from the Law and Order universe.

Mike and Connie embark on an unexpected deadly adventure.

LAW AND ORDER

MOTION TO SUPPRESS

Chapter 1

It was a regular day at the New York DA's office. Like clockwork, office employees sauntered back and forth between the various oak paneled offices. The number of workers dwindled as night approached.

But for EADA Mike Cutter and ADA Connie Rubirosa, the regular workday at the office had shifted into a regular work-night at the office.

They were once again in Mike's office going over various cases as other state employees went home to their families.

Mike had ordered Chinese food again and the boxes of moo shoo pork, and shrimp fried rice, along with egg rolls, were scattered throughout his desk, as well as a caseload of papers and files.

For two straight hours they discussed which cases needed paperwork to be filed for searches, seizures or arrests. After discussing case after case, Connie had picked up the last file.

"Finally, the last one!" Mike sounded relieved as he picked up a shrimp with his chopsticks.

"Not sure if we could ever prosecute this case," Connie took a bite of the egg roll as she looked through the file, "but Lupo and Bernard specifically requested that we take a look at it. After they interviewed some 20 people, they are convinced the husband was involved somehow."

It was a frustrating case for the two detectives. Two years ago Dr. Don Lewis had reported his wife missing from their Upper East Side home. Before the disappearance, Jackie Lewis had admitted to friends that she would be seeking a divorce from her husband. According to the detectives, the Lewis' marriage had been rocky for the last 5 years. Police had suspected Dr. Lewis, but had no evidence to press charges because the body had never been recovered.

Mike leaned over to view Connie's opened file of the Lewis' case. He knew he felt an attraction for his comely assistant DA, but realized the work relationship must remain professional.

But too late, he realized that he had strayed too close to Connie. He felt a small jolt. Danger! Danger! Lean back!

"—so in summary," said Mike as he pretended to causally lean back and use his chopsticks to point at the air," we have no murder weapon, no bloody clothes, no fingerprints, no body parts, no brain matter and no partridge in a pear tree."

"That about sums it up—minus the pear tree, "Connie agreed and smiled, "I think tomorrow we should go over statements with the detectives. We might be able to ascertain something we could use against Lewis."

It had been a long day.

"Tomorrow, then." Mike stretched out. "Let's call it a day."

The parking structure was dark and sparse of cars due to the lateness of the hour. Mike was walking Connie to her car. Connie had to admit that she enjoyed these impromptu times with Mike where they just talked about nothing in particular.

In fact, she knew she enjoyed it too much. She had to remind herself that he was her boss.

"What a day. I just want to go home tonight and curl up to a good book," Connie remarked.

"How's the new book you're reading?" Mike asked. Their briefcases occasionally clashed as they walked side by side.

"Suspenseful," replied Connie, "It's a spy thriller. Called Motion to Suppress."

"Sounds more like an entry in a law journal," joked Mike.

"Definitely it's not about legal work," explained Connie, "Much more exciting. This is like my little escape from the administrative work of criminal law."

Nothing seemed out of place as they continued their small talk. The night air only whispered the sounds of their voices. They walked past wall after wall of solid concrete, broken up occasionally by cemented steps or open aired windows. Their steps echoed in the dimly lit parking structure

Connie reached her car. She already had her car key out and was inserting it into the door lock.

Meanwhile, a mysterious black SUV with tinted windows had entered the entrance to the garage. It drove down the parking ramp at an abnormally slow speed. The unhurried pace continued in the stillness of the night.

When it came into Mike's view, the rolling speed unsettled him.

Connie had been oblivious to what was happening. She managed to get her car door unlocked.

The SUV had come to a complete stop near them.

Guardedly Mike watched as the driver-side's automatic window slightly rolled down.

Something stuck out of the crack in the car window. It was a flash of metal and that could not be good.

Mike acted instinctively.

Without thinking, he quickly shielded a surprised Connie with his body as he tried to maneuver them between two cars.

Connie did not know what was happening, but she perceived danger. She felt Mike's weight pushing her body down and away. She could feel her heart beating faster as she stayed crouched, with Mike protecting her. They remained in that position. Waiting.

Then everything happened quickly. Suddenly she heard a loud explosion reverberating throughout the parking garage. This was followed in succession by another loud explosion. Connie bent her head even lower, as if to better protect herself. As she heard the deafening sounds, she closed her eyes

She remained in a rolled up position as her heart continued the accelerated beating.

Next was the sound of screeching tires, which continued to diminish as the seconds ticked on. Mike remained next to her. She could feel his body warmth. They did not move.

They waited until the echoing sounds were just a memory, and the car had disappeared from sight.

She felt Mike's grasp loosen slightly and she was able to raise herself up.

However, Mike did not stand up.

"Mike!" Connie screamed as she looked down at the collapsed form.

He had been shot.

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