More about Conor
He went to his locker to pick up new clothes and took a shower.
When he came back at his desk, everybody was on phone. Olivia hung up first.
Olivia: Guess what?
Elliot: What?
Olivia: Something new about the case!
Elliot: Something to prove he's innocent?
Olivia: we don't know yet and that's just suppositions, but…
Elliot: but what?
Olivia: Conor's been adopted when he was a baby. Never knew his parents. He grew up in a foster family amongst other brothers and sisters. He was the only one adopted.
Elliot: And?
Olivia: El! Where did you leave your brain?
Elliot: And you which pills did you swallow this morning?
Olivia: Ok….Is Eli alright?
Elliot: Yes, he is! Why?
Olivia: You seem so…in a bad mood…
Elliot: Something's on my mind. Don't worry. Keep going…so you want to make researches on Conor's family?
Olivia: Yep!
Elliot: To find what? A bad twin?
Olivia: It's the only explanation available, El. Or someone tried to trap him. But there is no real reason for that. He doesn't really have enemies.
Elliot: Who came with this brilliant idea?
Munch: I did! And I'm proud of it! Don't forget to buy me a drink after we'll prove he's innocent and that his twin did rape Ashley!
Elliot: Ok…. Where do we start?
Olivia: I'd like to interview Gillian; she surely has details about his past.
Elliot: I don't want to interview him, he doesn't trust me.
Munch: I'll do it.
Fin: Elliot, why don't we visit the victim again? If he really has a twin there is maybe a little detail that will help us to make a difference between Conor and his maybe-twin !
Elliot: yeah, let's do that! See ya, Liv!
Olivia: Sure, bye!
She watched him walk away. She was sure something was wrong with him. She had to ask him later.
Olivia went to Cragen's office, informed him about the situation and left the precinct to go to the hotel were Gillian was settled.
She asked at the reception showing her badge and took the elevator to the 10th floor. As she exited the elevator she saw Gillian locking the door.
Olivia: Hey, Gillian!
Gillian: Good morning Detective. What can I do for you?
Olivia: Do you have a moment to talk?
Gillian: Well, I wanted to visit Conor.
Olivia: My colleague is interviewing him right now.
Gillian: About what? He already said everything.
Olivia: About the same thing I'd like to speak with you, his past.
Gillian: Ok… Where do you want to go?
Olivia: There is a coffee place across the street
Gillian: ok, let's go.
Few minutes later they were both seating, hands around their cup of coffee.
Gillian: So….what do you want to know about Conor's past?
Olivia: Siblings, parents…
Gillian: He's been adopted. He doesn't like to talk about it because he doesn't feel like he was adopted. He really feels like being a complete part of his family. And so do his brothers, sisters and parents of course. He was lucky. He knows that. That's why he doesn't like to talk about it.
Olivia: Did he ever talk to you about his biological parents?
Gillian: No. Never.
Olivia: So, you don't know if he had looked for them, or if he has a brother….
Gillian: No…why?
Olivia: I can't say anything.
Gillian: I'm sorry. I can't tell you more. Anything else?
Olivia had few seconds of hesitation. Gillian felt Olivia wanted to ask something.
Olivia: No... Thanks.
Gillian: You know you're a bad liar as a cop?
Olivia: How's that?
Gillian: I can tell you want to ask me something, but you didn't, so I guess it has to do with the fact that my best friend is the father of my daughters? It seems to always disturb people.
Olivia smiled.
Olivia: Well, it is none of my business, so I won't.
Gillian: What do you want to know?
Olivia: Nothing, really… Do you want me to drive you to the police station?
Gillian: Oh thanks!
They both paid their bill and left.
After lunch they were all in front of their working board, discussing of new details, or the lack of new details about the case. Gillian had been allowed to lunch with Conor in the interview room, under the eye of Cragen.
Melinda came through the doors in a hurry.
Melinda: I have a match!
Fin: 'bout what?
Melinda: Elliot asked me to register the DNA of Conor in the data base, and no match.
Munch: Didn't you just say you have a match?
Melinda: Don't be so impatient!
Cragen: Time's against us, Melinda!
Melinda: I had no positive match in this State. But I have a positive in Florida!
Cragen: In Florida? Did you ask the Feds?
Melinda: No, I have a good friend there…
Munch: And you told yourself to contact all your friends all around the country?
Melinda: That's funny, Munch, sorry I wanted to try something!
Cragen: I'm not! Well, we can't really explain this to the Court but…so…
Melinda: Match is Robert Mitchell. Same DNA.
Fin: Ok… Let's find him.
Melinda: How will you do that? New York's big city!
Fin: Yes, and as he's not living here he probably booked a room in town, we'll begin by the neighborhood of Ashley's building.
Melinda: Good idea!
Fin: That's why I'm a detective, and you a legist!
Melinda she smiled and left.
All the detectives picked up their phones and dialed numbers of different hotels near the victim's building.