Chapter 2
Marcus
Wainscott's Apartment
Monday Afternoon
Manhattan
"Can I help you?" asked the doorman manning the desk at the elevators.
"Detectives Eames and Goren NYPD, we need to get into Mr. Wainscott's apartment," replied Eames.
"Does he know about this?" the doorman asked.
"Sorry to inform you this way, but Mr. Wainscott has been murdered, and we need to get into his apartment to look for evidence to find out who would want him dead.
"Do you have any ideas uh... Fred?" asked Goren while bending down to read the doorman's name tag.
"Oh my, uh, well, I don't uh" stuttered Fred.
"What's the matter Fred do we need to take you down town, your acting kind of suspicious?" smirked Eames
"Yeah, Fred, are you withholding information from the police, obstructing justice, Eames, you want to cuff him or me?" Goren said back to Eames.
"Wait, wait, I didn't do anything. Its just a few guys came here once in awhile threaten to beat Mr. Wainscott's butt cause he slept with their girlfriends. The guy had women coming and going out of his apartment day and night, like a revolving door. When you said he was murdered it just popped in my head maybe one of those jealous boyfriends might have done him in." said Fred.
"Do you know any of them, or would you recognize any of them?" asked Eames.
"Not really, I mean, I saw a few, but after awhile you tend to get used to it happening and just blow it off, and some of the other guys who work here have seen it too. You know a cast of 1000's" laughed Fred.
"Can you just give us a key Fred" said Goren shaking his head.
"Sure, just drop it off when you're done." Fred handed off the key.
Inside Marcus' apartment, were pictures of beautiful women in different levels of dress or undress. He had expensive bottles of wine in the wine refrigerator, sculptures of naked men with naked women. Goren and Eames just looked at each other and shook their heads. Goren headed for the bookshelf and Marcus' desk in his office.
Eames headed for the bedroom with reluctance.
Goren:
Books
on sex, photography, and books on understanding women, no surprise
there. Oh how about this one, pickup lines. Let's see what's in the
cabinets; we have undeveloped film, why would he keep this here? Also
negatives He held them up to the light. They are of her, he must have
kept them here, to keep her to himself, he didn't want to share her
with anyone else. Maybe he has something in his desk drawer,
interesting, more shots of her, but not like the others, it seems
these were taken with out her knowledge, with a telephoto lens. Did
he stalk her before approaching her for the photo project?
There were a stack of photos of her smiling. It made Goren smile. He didn't know why, but he put two of them in his coat pocket, instead of bagging them with the rest of the evidence.
Eames:
So
this is the love den. Surprise, surprise mirror on the ceiling. CSU
will have a field day with DNA in this room. Boxes of condoms all
different colors, all different kinds of jells and devices, even more
pictures of our mystery model. Oh what is this, hidden in the lamp?
Looks like a camera. Was he taping his escapades? A hidden cabinet,
full of tapes. Bingo, his homemade porn tapes. Maybe we can find out
who the angry boyfriends were from these tapes.
"Hey Goren, you got to see this" yelled Eames.
Goren walked to the bedroom. Eames pointed to the cabinet.
"Seems Wainscott liked to videotape his escapades" smirked Eames
"There must be over 100 tapes here, with first and last names!"
"Give the man a gold star for efficiency" said Eames. "Maybe we will find the mystery model in one of these"
"I don't think so, but it might help track down a jealous husband or boyfriend" said Goren.
"CSU can finish up here let's go back to One PP and see if they finished up with anything from this morning or if Rodgers has anything from the autopsy" said Goren.
Monday
Afternoon
One Police Plaza
Morgue
"Have you finished the Wainscott Autopsy yet?" asked Eames.
"Yes, we have been told everything on this case is top priority. Well you probably guessed he was killed by the 9mm gun shot to the head. He might have deserved it since it seems he was scratched in the face, and bit on the shoulder. We were able to obtain saliva from the bite mark. It was from a woman, whose blood was also found at the scene. No matches in the system for her, but the blood on the pipe did match a Roger Dugan. The other blood at the scene was from our Victim" said Rodgers.
"How about the medal and the crucifix?" asked Goren.
"We have a print, but it doesn't match anything in the system. It's probably hers also. We're going to make a mold of the teeth marks in case we need them" added Rodgers.
Eames' cell rang.
"It's the Captain, he wants an update."
Captain's Office
"So, what do you have so far?" asked Ross.
"We have a photographer who is very promiscuous with his models doesn't care if they are married or not, and video tapes them. We have over 100 video tapes with first and last names. We have identified the blood on the pipe as Roger Dugan, a career Robber and history of domestic violence. We have his last known so we are going to go see how he is doing" said Eames.
"Ok, I will pass those tapes onto Jefferies and Riche, and have them question the models, see if any of them have jealous boyfriends that might have wanted Wainscott dead" replied Ross.
Late Monday Afternoon
Brooklyn
Sadie's
Boarding House
"We are looking for Rodger Dugan and this is listed as his current address. Is he home?" asked Eames.
"Well it's about time the police get interested! A man gets the crap beat out of him and nobody cares. But why did you come here? You should be at the hospital. The man almost dies and just cause he got a record nobody cares!" screamed Mrs. Dugan.
"Excuse us, what do you mean?" asked Goren.
"My husband was mugged and beaten last night. I am about to go to the hospital. He almost died, and no cops care," said Mrs. Dugan.
"Oh, we care Mrs. Dugan. Let us give you a ride", smiled Goren.
End Chapter 2