I'm Just A Sweet Transvestite
Chapter 2- I see you shiver with antici--pation
A/N: Hello. I hope this isn't too bad.
Disclaimer: Dick Wolf is the lucky bastard who owns Goren and Eames.
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"In all my years of detective work this has to be the most original way to kill someone I've ever seen" Goren said when he saw Toby with the heel in his neck.
"What a waste of a shoe" Eames said sarcastically. "I wonder where the other one is."
"Well at least we know she didn't go home" Goren replied. Eames looked at him curiously.
"Ya know. How Dorothy clicked the red shoes together and said there's no place like home. How could she do it with one shoe? Never mind. Who found him?" he asked.
"Donna Gate. She was with him the time of the murder and when the purp threatened her she ran. She came back early this morning and called the cops" a voice jumped in. "Sergent Ollie Wasp." He extended his hand.
"Is she here?" Eames asked. Ollie led them to her. She was shaking and pale. She had changed out of her suggesting clothes and put on something more practical.
"I'm detective Goren. Can you tell me what happened?" he asked. She sniffed and nodded.
"It was going to be a bit of innocent fun. I didn't know he was married. We were.kissing on the car and this woman came up and started yelling. Toby told me to get into the car so I didn't hear anything after. Then he pulled me back out, kissed me and she attacked. Took off her shoe off and bashed it into the back of his neck. She was going to kill me too, but I ran."
"So you didn't actually know him?" Eames asked.
"I knew a few things. His name is Toby McManus and he likes tequila. He talked about Lee and Robin and Tiger. I don't know who they are." Eames thanked Donna and they walked back to the car holding Toby's drivers licence.
"We'll check here first I guess," she said, starting the engine.
~*~*~*~*~* 13 Velvet Crt. New York
Goren knocked on the solid wooden door of the small townhouse wedged between who apartment buildings. A man opened the door.
"Can I help you?" he asked.
"I'm detective Eames and this is detective Goren. We are looking for Robin" Eames said. The man shook his head.
"She isn't here. I can take a message," he said.
"Who are you?" Goren asked. The man folded his arms and leant on the doorframe.
"I'm her brother, Ronan. Listen, this is all I know. She was on the phone crying and raving about Toby cheating on her. Someone saw him and some woman and told her. She got some money and left."
"Why is your address on Toby's driver's licence?" Eames enquired.
"They got evicted about a year ago and had nowhere else to go."
"So why hadn't they moved out? A year is a long time," Goren asked. Ronan shrugged.
"Toby worked in a costume shop and got a small wage. Robin was a casual worker at some café and she hardly got enough money for their essentials. They just didn't have enough money for rent anywhere else. Is that all?"
"Yes, thanks for your time. Call us if you hear from Robin," Goren said, and Ronan closed the door.
"Well you were right, she wasn't home," Eames teased. Goren smiled. "Where now?"
"Uh, how about the costume shop?" Goren suggested. Eames nodded.
~*~*~*~*~* Costumes Galore
"Toby was a dedicated worker. He was saving up to buy a new apartment" George, Toby's boss stared. Eames' phone rang and she left Goren to question George.
"So do you know anything about Toby? On a personal level?" Goren asked. George shrugged.
"I knew a bit. He was married to some Robin person. He liked to go out Fridays after work. He didn't really like his job, but he had limited qualifications" he told Goren. Eames joined the two again.
"What did he do in the shop?" she asked.
"Stacked the costumes on the shelves mostly. A bit of dusting and cleaning sometimes" George replied. "Friday, though, he did the cashier. He'd been bugging me about it for weeks. He said the dust gave him asthma."
"Goren, Deakins wants us back at the office" she said, nodding her thanks to George. The two left the shop and headed back.
"What was that about?" Goren asked referring to the phone call.
"Oh just some forensics stuff. They found a synthetic hair, but that's probably from the wigs he works with. No fingerprints. She must have worn gloves. In fact, they found nothing" Eames said.
"No forensic evidence. But we don't need it, we know who did it. We have an eye witness," Goren said.
"But we don't know who this woman is. He might have had more than one girlfriend, all have motive if they found out he was cheating. Could have been Lee, Tiger or Robin" Eames explained. Goren nodded in agreement.
"We just have to find them," he said. This case was getting harder by the second.
A/N: Hello. I hope this isn't too bad.
Disclaimer: Dick Wolf is the lucky bastard who owns Goren and Eames.
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"In all my years of detective work this has to be the most original way to kill someone I've ever seen" Goren said when he saw Toby with the heel in his neck.
"What a waste of a shoe" Eames said sarcastically. "I wonder where the other one is."
"Well at least we know she didn't go home" Goren replied. Eames looked at him curiously.
"Ya know. How Dorothy clicked the red shoes together and said there's no place like home. How could she do it with one shoe? Never mind. Who found him?" he asked.
"Donna Gate. She was with him the time of the murder and when the purp threatened her she ran. She came back early this morning and called the cops" a voice jumped in. "Sergent Ollie Wasp." He extended his hand.
"Is she here?" Eames asked. Ollie led them to her. She was shaking and pale. She had changed out of her suggesting clothes and put on something more practical.
"I'm detective Goren. Can you tell me what happened?" he asked. She sniffed and nodded.
"It was going to be a bit of innocent fun. I didn't know he was married. We were.kissing on the car and this woman came up and started yelling. Toby told me to get into the car so I didn't hear anything after. Then he pulled me back out, kissed me and she attacked. Took off her shoe off and bashed it into the back of his neck. She was going to kill me too, but I ran."
"So you didn't actually know him?" Eames asked.
"I knew a few things. His name is Toby McManus and he likes tequila. He talked about Lee and Robin and Tiger. I don't know who they are." Eames thanked Donna and they walked back to the car holding Toby's drivers licence.
"We'll check here first I guess," she said, starting the engine.
~*~*~*~*~* 13 Velvet Crt. New York
Goren knocked on the solid wooden door of the small townhouse wedged between who apartment buildings. A man opened the door.
"Can I help you?" he asked.
"I'm detective Eames and this is detective Goren. We are looking for Robin" Eames said. The man shook his head.
"She isn't here. I can take a message," he said.
"Who are you?" Goren asked. The man folded his arms and leant on the doorframe.
"I'm her brother, Ronan. Listen, this is all I know. She was on the phone crying and raving about Toby cheating on her. Someone saw him and some woman and told her. She got some money and left."
"Why is your address on Toby's driver's licence?" Eames enquired.
"They got evicted about a year ago and had nowhere else to go."
"So why hadn't they moved out? A year is a long time," Goren asked. Ronan shrugged.
"Toby worked in a costume shop and got a small wage. Robin was a casual worker at some café and she hardly got enough money for their essentials. They just didn't have enough money for rent anywhere else. Is that all?"
"Yes, thanks for your time. Call us if you hear from Robin," Goren said, and Ronan closed the door.
"Well you were right, she wasn't home," Eames teased. Goren smiled. "Where now?"
"Uh, how about the costume shop?" Goren suggested. Eames nodded.
~*~*~*~*~* Costumes Galore
"Toby was a dedicated worker. He was saving up to buy a new apartment" George, Toby's boss stared. Eames' phone rang and she left Goren to question George.
"So do you know anything about Toby? On a personal level?" Goren asked. George shrugged.
"I knew a bit. He was married to some Robin person. He liked to go out Fridays after work. He didn't really like his job, but he had limited qualifications" he told Goren. Eames joined the two again.
"What did he do in the shop?" she asked.
"Stacked the costumes on the shelves mostly. A bit of dusting and cleaning sometimes" George replied. "Friday, though, he did the cashier. He'd been bugging me about it for weeks. He said the dust gave him asthma."
"Goren, Deakins wants us back at the office" she said, nodding her thanks to George. The two left the shop and headed back.
"What was that about?" Goren asked referring to the phone call.
"Oh just some forensics stuff. They found a synthetic hair, but that's probably from the wigs he works with. No fingerprints. She must have worn gloves. In fact, they found nothing" Eames said.
"No forensic evidence. But we don't need it, we know who did it. We have an eye witness," Goren said.
"But we don't know who this woman is. He might have had more than one girlfriend, all have motive if they found out he was cheating. Could have been Lee, Tiger or Robin" Eames explained. Goren nodded in agreement.
"We just have to find them," he said. This case was getting harder by the second.