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After they got back from the hospital, James and Logan went back to the precinct to tell Sergeant Rivers what happened. Their boss took it better than expected.

"You boys okay?" he asked upon seeing the bandages covering James' and Logan's stitches.

"We'll be fine when we find Carlos Garcia," James said, the frustration that he felt over the fact that Carlos had escaped clearly showing.

"Do you have any leads or sightings on where he could have gone?" Logan asked, smothering his own anger and frustration over Carlos Garcia.

Sergeant Rivers nodded. "We got out a BOLO on Carlos Garcia as soon as the officers called in what happened. Sorry about your car, by the way, James. You can use one of ours until you get a new one. Anyway, the BOLO got a hit by Flower Street. We just sent two officers over there to see if it's him."

James nodded in acknowledgment of River's offer to use one of the department's cars and said, "We're going to head over to Flower Street."

Logan agreed. "We know what he looks like so we may as well help the other officers."

Rivers agreed and wished them luck. James and Logan went down to the precinct garage and took one of the department's cars and were off to Flower Street.

"So what happened?" James asked. "I remember driving and then a car crashed into the police car and I tried to dodge it but we crashed. Then I woke up to hear a bunch of shots being fired and I saw you getting shot at by two huge masked guys. What happened before that?"

"I blacked out after crashing too," Logan answered. "I woke up and remembered what happened to I got out of the car as quickly as I could and went to the police car only to see two guys helping Carlos out of the car and unlocking his handcuffs. When I said 'Baltimore PD' they told Carlos to run and started shooting at me. They had me pinned and then you distracted them enough for me to get to you and you know the rest. Thanks, by the way."

"No problem," James said quietly. "So they just helped him escape? Just like that?"

Logan nodded. "Yeah," he said, shaking his head at the memory. "They just helped him out of the car. They even called him Carlos. They definitely knew him."

"Great," James muttered. "Let's hope we find him soon before he can run away and hurt more people."

When Logan and James got to Flower Street, they saw a lot of people walking and barely anyone driving in cars.

"Well, do you want to take a walk?" James asked lightly, knowing that by walking they would be less conspicuous.

Logan and James got out of their car and started walking. They walked up and down Flower Street, and were about to give up when suddenly the door to a small boutique opened in front of them and there, wearing new and freshly bought clothes, was Carlos Garcia. They unfortunately did not have the element of surprise because immediately after exiting the store, Carlos saw them and began to run.

"Run after him and I'll try to cut him off!" Logan yelled to James. Even though James a fast runner and was taller and had longer legs than Logan, Logan was faster. James sprinted after Carlos, but Carlos kept knocking things over and putting things in the way to impede James' path. Carlos then ran out of things to push over and James almost caught him, when all of a sudden Logan came flying out of nowhere and tackled Carlos to the ground.

The officers who had been at Flower Street earlier helped Logan handcuff Carlos and then put him in their police car.

"Watch out for cars trying to stop you from getting to the precinct," James warned the officers. He then looked at Carlos Garcia, who was sitting in the backseat with his face down. "I wonder what your friends are going to say when they find out that an hour after they freed you, you were arrested again," he said to the prisoner. The police car drove away and James turned around to see Logan bent over with his hands on his knees, wheezing.

"Whoa, buddy, you okay?" he asked concerned. "Where's your inhaler?"

Logan shook his head and took a deep breath. "No, I'm good," he said. "Just a little winded."

"You sure?" James asked, frowning.

Logan took another deep breath, this breath almost completely absent of wheezing. "Yeah, I'm good. No, actually I'm great. We got him," he said, smiling at James. And with that, both detectives made their way back to their car and headed back to the precinct to finally question Carlos Garcia.


"He doesn't want a lawyer," Sergeant Rivers told James and Logan when they returned from Flower Street. "And good job, boys. I heard that you had a pretty good tackle, by the way, Mitchell. What did you do, play football in high school?"

Logan laughed. "Ice hockey," he said smiling.

Sergeant Rivers laughed, "Even better! I'm surprised you didn't knock out a tooth though!"

And with that, Logan and James made their way to the interrogation room where Carlos Garcia was placed and walked in.

"So I heard you don't want a lawyer," James said as he walked into the room.

"Only guilty people need lawyers," Carlos said quietly, not looking up from the table in front of him.

"Yeah, and only guilty people run away from the police who arrested them," James countered.

Carlos was silent.

"So what, you yelled that you were being arrested and your friends came to free you? Is that what happened?" Logan asked.

Carlos still didn't say anything.

"I'll take that as a yes," Logan muttered in response to Carlos' refusal to answer.

Suddenly there was a bang as Carlos slammed his hands on the table in front of him. "I didn't tell my friends to help me escape," he said with tears in his eyes. "I didn't tell anyone to help me."

"So these random people find out you were arrested and say 'Hey, let's go help that random guy escape from the police and try to kill the detectives who arrested him if they get in the way. That should be fun'?" James asked sarcastically.

"And then when these random people show up, knowing your name, and help you to escape, you do?" Logan asked. "And then when I try to stop you, you let them try to kill me as you ran off?"

"No…" Carlos began. "No, I didn't…I mean I don't…"

"You don't what, Carlos?" James asked.

"I don't know," Carlos said dejectedly. "I don't know who those people were or why they helped me escape. I don't even know why I ran. I was just afraid," he said, looking up at James and Logan. "I was arrested for killing the girl that I loved and I was afraid that I would be put in jail for something I didn't do. So when these people helped me escape, I just ran. I wish I didn't, but I just was afraid. Please, you have to believe me."

"You know, you keep saying that we have to believe you," James said. "But we really don't have to. Maybe if you didn't lie to us when we first came to you. Maybe if you told us the truth about everything. Maybe if you didn't run away after being arrested. Maybe then we would believe you. But you lied, and you avoided telling us everything, and you resisted arrest. Please, tell me why we should believe you after you did all of that."

"Please, you have to believe me because I'm telling the truth! I promise I will tell you everything I know, but please, just listen to me! I didn't kill Jennifer!" Carlos cried desperately.

Logan and James looked at each other. "Why'd you lie?" Logan asked.

"When?" Carlos asked, both relieved that the detectives seemed to be giving him and a chance and confused at the question.

"When we first came to you, we asked where you had been between 10:00PM and 10:00AM and you said that you had gone to sleep early that night. You were actually at Jennifer Moroe's house. Why did you lie?"

"Jennifer and I…Jennifer was scared," Carlos said. "She called me around 11:00 asking me to come over. She was afraid of her boyfriend. She had just broken up with her and he was being crazy and possessive and kept calling her, so she didn't want to be alone. I went over and we watched some TV and the phone kept ringing and she would pick it up and hear him or wouldn't hear anything because he was just on the phone not talking. I told her to just take it off the hook, but she said that her friends, the other two Jennifers, were out at a club and may call her for a ride and she didn't want to leave them downtown without any way of getting back.

"So the next time the phone rang I picked it up and there was someone on the other line but he didn't say anything so I assumed it was her ex-boyfriend and started yelling at him to leave her alone. And I just said a lot of…vulgar…things and called him a lot of names. I then said that Jennifer had moved on and was now dating me and that if he called again I would kill him.

"So I didn't want to tell you guys I was at Jennifer's that night because I was afraid that you were going to arrest me for, like, disturbing the peace or threatening someone or something. I never thought that Jennifer was actually dead…"

"So you lied because you didn't want to get in trouble for threatening this guy, this ex-boyfriend?" James asked.

Carlos nodded.

"What did Jennifer say after you said you were dating her?" Logan asked, not sure if he believed Carlos' story.

"She was a little weirded out, I think," Carlos said, thinking. "She kind of was a bit awkward about it. I mean, I was just making it up, I knew she didn't want to date me, but I forgot to tell her that I was just saying that so he wouldn't call again. That's why she scratched me."

"She scratched you because you lied about being her boyfriend?" Logan asked incredulously.

"Well, yeah," Carlos tried to explain. "You see, I was sitting on her couch to her left next to one table that held my drink and she was sitting next to the other table that had the phone. When the phone rang again I got up and answered it and sat down to her right. After I hung up and everything I went to reach over her to get my drink, but she thought I was trying to make a move on her or something so she scratched me. I was all confused and she started yelling at me a little and I explained to her that I was just saying that to get him to stop calling. And it had worked so we laughed about it and went back to watching TV. I fell asleep there and left around 5:00 that morning and then you guys came to my apartment and told me that she was dead."

"Did she give you that black eye too?" James asked.

"No, I really did get this from opening the kitchen cabinet into my face. I really am a bit of a klutz," Carlos answered, the ghost of a smile appearing on his face.

It was convenient. Very convenient. And Logan hated when things just happened to work out one way. It was unrealistic when it happened in TV or in movies, and it was just preposterous to assume that it happened in real life. So Carlos just happens to be scratched by Jennifer Moroe and just happens to give himself a black eye before she's killed. And he just happens to be there, just happens to be at her apartment during the time Dr. Bitters said she was killed. And there also just happens to be some evil ex-boyfriend?

Logan didn't like it and was having trouble believing it. He actually wouldn't even believe it at all if it wasn't for the look on Carlos Garcia's face every time Logan saw him. Carlos just seemed so sincere, so sure that they were going to believe him when he said he didn't kill Jennifer Moroe and when he said he didn't know who helped him escape. They needed more information. More evidence before he would be completely sure that Carlos Garcia was indeed guilty of killing Jennifer Moroe.

"What's her boyfriend's name?" Logan asked Carlos.

Carlos looked up and looked from James to Logan. "I don't know," he said. "She never really told me anything like that. I guess she only told the other Jennifers stuff like that. But I would bet my life that he was the one who did it. He, whoever he is, killed Jennifer."

"Why would he kill her?" James asked, trying to keep the sarcasm out of his voice. After all, here was this boyfriend, who Carlos didn't even know the name of, who just happened to be the one who killed Jennifer Moroe, according to Carlos Garcia. James was having trouble believing anything that Carlos said.

"I don't know," Carlos said, shrugging. "Maybe he was mad that she wouldn't talk to him or something."

"Would there be any one else who would want Jennifer dead?" Logan asked.

Carlos shook his head. "No, no way. Everyone loved Jennifer. She could be a bit catty sometimes but nothing extremely mean. She just hung out with people who were mean sometimes. I don't know anyone who would want her dead."

"Except her boyfriend," James added.

"Yeah, except her boyfriend," Carlos hurriedly agreed.

"Okay," James said. "I think that's all of the questions we have for now. Officer Tyler is going to take you to your cell now—"

"What, wait, my cell? I'm still going to prison?" Carlos yelled frantically.

"Mr. Garcia, we need to check up on all of the information you gave us, and you are still a suspect. Even if we find out that everything you said was true, we still need to detain you for resisting arrest. You will have a hearing tomorrow to determine if you will be eligible to be released on bail. Are you sure you do not want a lawyer?" Logan asked.

Carlos nodded, tears in his eyes again. "Yeah, I'm sure," he said quietly. "Only guilty people need lawyers."

And with that, Officer Tyler took Carlos away.


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