A/N: Hi everyone. Here is the latest update to the Blue Bloods Story. I hope you enjoy this update as much as the other ones. So as always please read and review. Then the wedding and the honeymoon story right before the new season kicks off.

Chapter 6

Patterson Financial Services

Manhattan, New York

Danny and Baez waited by the reception desk for Rodger Daniels to meet them. Danny looked at the wording on the wall. "Heh. Take a look Baez. ""We'll take care of your future.""

Baez looked at the writing and smirked at it. "Wonder if our victim was a client."

"Doubt he could afford to have these people even look at his money." Danny answered as he spotted a man coming towards them. "Heads up."

"Detectives, Rodger Daniels." The man said shaking their hands. "I was told you needed to talk to me."

"Yes we do. I'm Detective Reagan, this is Detective Baez." Danny said after shaking the hand. He nodded in the direction in which Rodger Daniels came from. "We just have a few questions for you."

"Come into my office." Rodger stated. He led them down the hallway he came from and as he past his secretary he nodded to her. "Hold all my calls Shelia."

The young women nodded and closed the door when they were all inside. Danny pulled out a picture. "Do you know this man sir?"

"I met him a couple times at some art gallery openings me and my wife attended." Rodger said picking up the picture that was put in front of him. "Can't remember his name though."

"John Robertson. He was an art insurer." Baez replied as she made notes. "He was killed a couple nights ago."

"Oh I'm so sorry to hear that." Rodger answered. He shifted in his seat and picked up the coffee mug on his desk. "Oh I'm sorry would you like some coffee."

Danny and Baez shook their heads before Danny looked at Rodger. "Where were you two nights ago sir?"

"Am I suspect?" Rodger asked as he looked at Danny and Baez. "Should I be talking to my lawyer?"

"Your name came up in a couple emails that were sent to the victim sir, so we have to check." Baez replied as she looked at the shifting form of Rodger Daniels. "Standard procedure sir."

"Oh of course." Rodger replied as he pulled out his phone. He touched the screen and the scrolled through what Danny and Baez suspected was his calendar. "I was at late dinner at Ruth Christy's across from Rockefeller Center with some clients before heading home around 1030. My wife was out of town so I extended my stay at dinner."

"Did you pay sir or did the clients pay?" Danny asked.

"I paid on my company credit card." Rodger replied. He looked at the both of them. "I'll have Shelia get you the receipt."

Baez wrote that down. "Thank you sir."

Just at that moment Rodger Secretary Shelia walked in to the office. "So sorry Mr. Daniels, but Mr. Patrick needs to see you right now."

"Sorry detectives I have to take this meeting." Rodger replied getting up and shaking their hands.

"Quite alright sir." Danny answered as he and Baez stood up. "If we have anything else we'll call you."

"Shelia will validate your parking." Rodger replied leaving the office with his secretary following him.

Danny watched the retreating forms as he pulled out an evidence bag. "What do you think partner?"

"Oh I know where that steakhouse is, and he could get to the vics apartment in plenty of time to kill him." Baez replied as she pulled out a glove from her pocket and carefully picked up the mug of coffee and set it in the bag after dumping out the liquid in the garbage. "Lab should get a nice print off of that."

"And hopefully confirm this guy as our killer." Danny replied as he set the bag in his pocket before leaving the office.

New York County Courthouse

Manhattan, New York

Erin looked up as her clerk walked into her chambers. She saw the look on his face. "Don't tell me."

Patrick nodded. "We brought in the clerk. She confirms the affair along with forging signatures of judges on warrants."

Erin threw the file she was looking at onto her desk. "Did she say why?"

"Kickback and bribery from private prisoner transport services that we have been using to try and offset some of the cost." Patrick answered as he handed over the phone log to Erin. He sighed. "Besides calling his mistress, he has been calling a Leonard Baxter at Baxter Prisoner Transport. Don't know the conversation, but it appears that ADA Mansfield was getting a fee for ever prisoner that he had arraigned and transported by Baxter's services."

Erin looked at the phone log. She sighed as she scanned them. "Financials?"

Patrick nodded and handed that paperwork over to her. "Explains how he could take a trip to the Caribbean despite paying his first wife's alimony and child support on a government salary."

Erin sighed as she looked at the paperwork. She set it down on the desk. "Get ahold of the Bar, and detectives working with you. Get a warrant drafted and signed. Bring him and Leonard Baxter in."

Patrick nodded and backed away slowly from the desk. "I'm sorry your honor."

"Yeah me too." Erin answered as she got up and looked out the window for a moment. She then picked up the phone and placed a call. "Get me the Chief Judge please."

29th Precinct

Harlem, New York

Jamie walked down the hallway towards the conference room as he sent a reply text to Eddie. She was on the way to talk to her father about his release and where he would be staying. His reply told her he loved her and again reaffirmed his support of whatever she decided to do, but right now he had his own problem to deal with. He had just finished up a meeting with Lt. Jameson and Captain Mason. He didn't like what he was about to do, but it had to be done. The Mitchell situation had to be dealt with and soon as the commissioner and the precinct were continuing to be raked over the coals by the press. Inside the conference room, Jamie saw Mitchell sitting at the table waiting. He took a sigh and opened the door to walk in. His partner jumped to his feet. "Sergeant Reagan."

"Mitchell. Take a seat." Jamie said closing the door to the conference room. He came over to the table and sat down across from his partner. He passed him a folder. "Here you go?"

"What's this?" Mitchell asked as he took the file and opened it. He looked up in shock. "A leave of absence?"

"Yes. I discussed it with the Captain, Lieutenant Jameson and your union rep." Jamie answered the question from his partner. He looked at Mitchell. "We feel this is the best option for you. I didn't go into too many details."

"NO WAY SERGEANT." Mitchell replied with a shout and getting to his feet and tossing the file towards Jamie. "This suggest I am guilty."

Jamie got up and walked towards Mitchell forcing him back down in his chair. "You disobeyed my order Mitchell, you are lucky you still have a job. Plus your refusal to take the urine test reflects badly on you and me. I understand your reasons."

"Sergeant, without the benefits my wife will die if I take the leave of absence." Mitchell countered as he pointed a finger at Jamie.

"And she will die if you are fired from the force because you failed to take a urine test." Jamie countered back. He picked up the folder and handed it back to his partner. "I talked to a law school friend of mine and with your degree and certification in paralegal he can get you a job with benefits at his firm in California."

"Sergeant no. What about my wife and fam…" Mitchell started to argue back.

Jamie cut off his partner. "With benefits, plus I will recommend to the commissioner that we keep your benefits going and transferable to California."

"And where she get treatment Sgt. Reagan?" Mitchell asked crossing his arms and looked hard at Jamie.

"There is a cancer treatment center right down the block from the firm." Jamie stated. He got up and moved towards the door. "Think it over Mitchell, but if you continue to refuse, you and your family will suffer from the consequences."

Mitchell looked as Jamie left the conference room.

Fishkill Penitentiary

Beacon, New York

Eddie placed her off duty weapon in the lock box and proceeded through the checkpoint grateful that Sgt. Renzulli had given her a couple hours to handle this. Prior to walking into the prison, Jamie's reply had come through to her phone. She smiled at the reply. His words of support, love meant everything to her. Now inside and the phone inside the lock box with her weapon she made her way to the visitors room where her father was waiting. She saw him stand as she walked in with a guard in the corner of the room. She walked over and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Hey dad."

"Hey Edit." Armin Janko answered as he waited for her to sit down before joining her. He looked his daughter over. "How's everything with the wedding planning going?"

"Just fine. Next week is the big day so we are finalizing everything." Eddie replied.

Armin nodded his head. "How's Jamie? We saw on the news…."

"Yeah, its pretty bad but not for him though." Eddie answered. She took a breath and looked at her father. "He's trying to settle the issue before it gets further out of hand."

Armin nodded his understanding. He saw the look on his daughter's face. "Look baby, I want you to know. It wasn't my idea to suggest living with you. It was the wardens and the boards."

"Why are you going along with it then?" Eddie asked her father.

"I'm not, and I didn't ask for hospice." Armin stated. He shifted in his seat before leaning in. "I asked to stay here and receive treatment from the hospital here, but they don't want to bring in the medicine. Its more cost effective to humantiarn release me and get treatment. I even requested an out of state transfer."

Eddie was in shock. "Why?"

"To not put this burden on you baby. You don't deserve to deal with all this." Armin told her. He took a breath and sat up straight. "I know we aren't where we are supposed to be but we are better."

Eddie nodded her agreement. "I agree dad, but why not just tell me all this when it came up?"

"Because baby I have been trying to figure out a way not to place the burden on you and Jamie." Armin answered. He looked down at the table. "You have done well for yourself despite what I did, and I don't want that to come crashing down around you."

Eddie patted her dad's hand. "Look dad, I'm a big girl now, and I can deal with whatever comes me and Jamie's way. We'll deal with this."

Armin shook his head. "I know you will baby, but you shouldn't have to suffer the consequences because of my past. I'll think of something."

But before Eddie could answer the guard came over and tapped his watch. Armin nodded. "Look sweetie, I'll have my lawyer contact you about everything when everything is finalized."

Eddie nodded. "Okay dad. Love you."

"Love you too." Armin said getting up and coming over to give her a hug before leaving. "Say hi to Jamie for me."

Eddie nodded as she watched her father be led back towards her cell. She turned and walked out of the visitor's area.

One Police Plaza

Manhattan, New York

"What the hell are you playing Frank?" Mayor Poole demanded as he stopped his chair in front of Frank's desk and looked at the police commissioner. "I have council members, borough presidents, citizens, our representatives in DC wondering what the hell you are doing."

"Good evening to you too Mr. Mayor." Frank said getting up from behind his desk and walked around towards the table. "Coffee?"

"Don't mess around on me Frank. I know you have the report, and I know you are sitting on it." Mayor Poole replied as he turned his chair around to look at Frank. "Now I want to know why you haven't released that report to the public yet."

"Well as you know Mr. Mayor as commissioner I have the authority to review all internal police investigations before making them public." Frank replied as he walked back to his desk. He sat down back in his chair. "This is to make sure of the integrity of the report as well as making sure all procedures were followed. This was agreed to by the city, this office and the union."

"Yes I know that Frank, but I got the public demanding you release that report and hand over Officer Mitchell to face a grand jury." Mayor Poole demanded as he leaned forward in his chair as best as he could. "I want you to know that I have also…"

"Contacted the Justice Department to look into the department to check on all rules and procedures." Frank stated. He saw the look of the mayor. "I am the police commissioner Mr. Mayor, I know everything. Just like the fact one your staffer's nephew works in the Internal Affairs Department and leaked the report to the press."

"I don't know anything about that." Mayor Poole said defending himself. "I received my copy the same time I received yours."

"Oh I know, but how did you find out I was sitting on the report. Only my staff knew that." Frank asked. He handed over an email. "This was sent to the staffer by his nephew. I often take a day to review everything because I am not in the business of railroading my officers until I have enough evidence."

"Frank you have a public out there…." Mayor Poole started to say.

"That is calling for his head, and that is their right. But their calls would be dimmer if they truly know what goes on beyond the precinct and in an officer's home." Frank replied. He pulled out another folder and handed it over. "This stays between us Mr. Mayor."

Mayor Poole opened it and scanned the document inside. He looked up in shock. "How much…"

"I don't know Mr. Mayor, and it's not my place to ask." Frank answered as he took back the folder. He folded his hands together and placed them on the desk. "Right now we are working on a way to quietly resolve the situation that should make most people happy."

"People will still scream for some justice Frank." Mayor Poole stated as he placed the folder back onto the desk. "Along with your head."

"What's different than any other day?" Frank said with a smile on his face.

Mayor Poole chuckled but remained serious. "Seriously Frank, despite this people will still want him to face charges."

"And people will never understand the problems that the department faces when handling emotionally disturbed people like Cassandra Norris." Frank answered as he leaned back into his chair. He sighed. "No matter what the outcome, Officer Mitchell did what he did in the protection of his partner."

"And if that partner wasn't your son?" Mayor Poole asked.

"Still get the same answer." Frank replied.

Mayor Poole nodded. He sighed and started towards the door. "I'll run interference for you as you look over the report, but I can't do much more than that."

Frank nodded as he got up and opened the door for the mayor. Once the mayor was out of the office, Garrett and Ghormley came out of the conference room. Garrett looked at Frank. "So what is the plan with the report?"

"Release it to the media tomorrow in which I will give a press conference one hour after wards." Frank stated as he started back towards his desk.

"Boss I wouldn't do that. You'll get crucified up there." Ghormley warned Frank.

Frank looked at the both of them. "When you can't hide the truth, it's better to speak it."

"Who said that?" Garrett asked as he looked Frank.

"I can't remember." Frank said with a smile. He picked up the file and opened it. He then looked at Garrett and Ghormely. "I'm not going this myself."

Garrett and Ghormely chuckled as they sat down in the chairs facing Frank.

Major Crimes

54th Precinct

Baez looked on as Danny arrived back at the desk. She smiled at him. "Hey Reagan, you know that Roger Daniel's graduated from Cornell with honors in finance."

"Really, he seemed to be the NYU type." Danny answered with a smirk on his face. He sat down. "Why are you telling me this?"

"Just thought you be interested." Baez stated with a smirk as well. "Oh and for such a smart man he really didn't do a good job at his alibi for a restaurant and a dinner."

"Really?" Danny asked.

"Yep." Baez answered handing over a folder. "Got the names of the people with him, and they all said he left about 930. Claimed he got a message from a client about a problem he needed to take care of immediately."

"Well he is a finance guy Baez." Danny answered with a small smirk. He looked over the report. "He said he paid with the company credit card, but last charge on it was a week ago while on a business trip to Maryland."

"I saw that and contacted the credit card company to confirm his alibi." Baez replied. She pointed to folder. "No other activity has been on the card, and the folks who were with him, said he paid cash for his part of the bill, which was a scotch and soda, and bowl of soup."

"Hmm. It seems like our financial guru is hiding something." Danny stated as he looked at the report. He heard his computer beep. He opened up the email. "Report from the lab. Fingerprint on the mug is the same as the one on the murder weapon."

"Mr. Daniels has some explaining to do then." Baez replied with a smile.

Danny nodded. "Gotcha."

Additional note: My next update should be by this weekend. I will be finishing the wedding planning this week along with the bachelor and bachelorette party story this week. Next week will be the wedding and honeymoon stories. I hope you enjoy them as well. Thank you.