Resurrection Day 8½
Rated R
Olivia and Elliot on the prowl
Author's note: I know the last chapter was pretty brutal with Heather dying and all but I was trying to kick it up a notch because well a friend gave me the idea to send this fic to Mariska and I dunno I just thought I'd make it bad enough that she would have to go "WHAT THE FUCK?" and then respond to me. LoL assuming she gets that far in the story. Anyway, thanks for reading and if you want to stop receiving the story then just reply and let me know.
Warning: Weird stuff a happenin be warned! Also, I know NOTHING of police protocol I'm just writing this story according to the way I want it to go, therefore I know that Olivia probably wouldn't be allowed back on the job, just read and stop nitpicking.
When they arrived at the station they went straight to Cragen's office. Elliot knocked lightly on the door and a moment later Lilly called from the other side. She said it was okay to come in, they both walked in not knowing exactly what to expect. As it turned out, Lilly would be accompanying them on the case, just to monitor Olivia's mental state. She had explained to Cragen that it was important for Olivia to feel that she had some power back and bring Katrina to justice would give her that power. Cragen agreed on the condition that afterwards she would take some time off and get counseling. Olivia did not object to that at all.
After she had retrieved her badge and gun, the three of them were off in Elliot's car to the law offices of Overbeck, Schroeder, and Stotch. This was their first lead and they were glad to have it. Elliot didn't know how well Olivia would be able to handle seeing one of Heather's attackers but they had Lilly there and if she said Olivia couldn't continue she had absolute power over it, and both Elliot and Olivia knew that. They entered the tall skyscraper and headed to the top floor where the offices were located. They took up the whole top floor, and the waiting room alone looked like a penthouse suite. Since Lilly had no official business, other then to watch Olivia, she took a seat on a couch nearby while they inquired about the whereabouts of Mr. Overbeck.
"He went out to lunch," The secretary said without even so much as a glance in their direction, "He'll be back in…" She paused to look at the clock on her computer, "ten minutes. If you want to wait feel free, I don't know where he goes for lunch." Olivia looked at Elliot and without verbal conformation they both sat down, Olivia sat on the other end of the couch and Elliot across from her. The door behind and to the left of the desk opened and a rather attractive blond woman stepped out. She smiled at Elliot slyly and licked her lips. Then her gaze turned to Lilly and Olivia and her eyes went wide for just a moment. Olivia looked back at her an arched an eyebrow, she had never seen this woman in her life, or at least not that she could remember.
"Do I know you?" Olivia asked after another moment of staring.
"No, you just look like an acquaintance of mine, I meet a lot of people in this line of work." She replied with a crisp, cool, calm that Elliot didn't like one bit. To him it seemed like she knew something but she wasn't going to spill it. She tossed her long blond hair behind her shoulders and then looked at the secretary. "Did those papers come in?" Elliot looked at her again and then leaned in towards Olivia, speaking low enough that only her and Lilly could hear.
"Liv, have you seen that woman before?" Elliot asked in a low whisper, Olivia leaned in too and took another glance at the woman.
"No, honestly I don't know her, but I think she knows me. Her look was no less then shocked, maybe she's connected to Katrina some how." Olivia replied, but they both knew that a look was not enough evidence to pursue someone. If she was guilty it would surface in time, in the meanwhile they had to wait for Overbeck. A few more minutes passed and then the door buzzed and opened, Olivia turned her head to see who had entered. "That's him." Both Olivia and Elliot stood up, a visual identification from Olivia was enough, he trusted her ability to recognize a person who raped her. Olivia got to him first and violently pulled his arms behind his back to cuff him.
"Daniel Scott Overbeck, you are under arrest for—"
"The murder of Amber Lynn LaPierre, or should I say Heather?" Olivia finished in his ear, he turned to look at her, absolutely amazed that she was not the slave that he once had his fun with, "That's right you fucking piece of shit, I'm a cop…or maybe you knew that from the little trophies kept in Katrina's house." She snapped the cuffs closed as tight as she could and he grunted in pain.
"You have the right to remain silent, anything you say can and will be used against you in the court of law, you have a right to an attorney…" Elliot started but then was interrupted by Daniel.
"Tracy, get Sarah and tell her to meet me down at the station, this is obviously some sort of mistake." Overbeck said calmly, he didn't make any expressions of shock or surprise, nothing to indicate that he knew what they were talking about, "We'll clear this up and have a good laugh about it later."
"Yeah, we'll laugh all the way to Riker's." Olivia growled at him and then turned him towards the exit to march him out of the building.
When they got back to the station, Olivia was not allowed in the interrogation room with Overbeck and Elliot. She was pissed about this because she wanted to tear the suspect a new one, but Lilly had advised that it would be best not to let her in there, so she stood outside and watched, with Lilly and Cragen close by. Overbeck sat there in his nine hundred dollar suit, looking as cool and calm as ever. His lawyer, or friend, or whatever, Sarah hadn't arrived yet. Olivia was guessing she was the one who recognized her when they were waiting for Overbeck at his office.
"We have two eye witnesses saying that you participated in the killing of a woman named Amber Lynn LaPierre, AKA Heather, and I am inclined to believe that's true." Elliot said, he was sitting on the other side of the table with his back to Olivia. He seemed calm but Olivia knew that was only a cover, one bad move and Overbeck could push him over the edge.
"I don't suppose you have any proof that this "Heather" died or even existed." Overbeck said and when he mentioned Heather he brought his fingers up in air quotes. Elliot brought a pen to his mouth and chomped down on the cap hard enough to leave imprints of his teeth in it. He chewed on it for a moment and then slowly removed it from his mouth.
"Well unless my two witnesses are lying then I know damn sure there was a Heather and as a lawyer you know that is more then enough to hold you. We have a picture of Heather, do you want to see it?" Elliot said and then opened the file in front of him. It was actually Katrina's file, but that was where he kept the picture of Heather, otherwise known as Amber Lynn. He pulled out the photo and then closed the file. He set the picture down in front of him and slid it forward. Overbeck picked up the picture and looked at it for a moment, there was no reaction in his face whatsoever. "We know that you are involved with Katrina Hendrix and we know that you know where she is. If you want ANY sort of break in this, I would suggest giving her up."
"I think I'll wait for my colleague to arrive." Overbeck said and then folded his hands over each other and set them down on the table. Elliot nodded and picked up the picture of Heather, placed it in the file, and then picked that up too. He stood up and turned like he was headed for the door. A moment later he turned and slammed his hands down on the table, causing the previously unresponsive lawyer to jump quite a bit.
"I'll go see if she's here." Elliot said with a cruel smile, he walked out of the interrogation room, only to be met by Lilly, Olivia, Cragen, and Novak.
"Are you sure he's connected to Katrina Hendrix?" Casey asked him, Elliot looked around for Overbeck's co-worker and when he didn't see anyone new he turned back to Casey.
"We have two eyewitnesses that can place him at the scene of the murder, Olivia and Evelyn. Of course Evelyn has conveniently gone missing but we have a written statement." Elliot replied and then Olivia held the legal pad out to Casey with a hand that was shaking just slightly. Casey took the pad and started to skim through it, looking for Overbeck's name. "That's got to be enough for a warrant of some kind, just his phone records would be enough."
"I can do better then that, I can get you a warrant for his house, but being that Olivia is a witness I can't have her searching there too." Casey replied and then handed the note pad back to Olivia. Olivia was about to open her mouth in protest when Casey opened hers, "Look it's not that I don't trust you but the defense could say that if you found anything there it was planted. I'm sure Elliot can handle this on his own."
"Well I guess in the mean time I can start a search on all addresses in upstate New York that start with a 7," Olivia said and then looked between the two of them, "That should be fun." She rolled her eyes just slightly and started to walk over to her desk. Lilly followed her, Elliot looked at Casey, no doubt he was wondering what he should do while he was waiting for the warrants.
"You know I think I'll go back to Katrina's house and see if I can find anything else there first. Call me when you got the papers signed." Elliot said, Casey nodded at him and then he took off for his car.
About a mile from Katrina's house, on an empty back road, the car in front of him had a tire blow out. The driver swerved and got the car under control enough to pull it over to the side of the road. Elliot slammed on his brakes to avoid a collision and noticed a very young and very attractive woman in a short leather skirt and black tank top get out of the car and look at her front tire. She stomped a foot and grabbed her purse from the car and started to rifle through it. Elliot knew how to change a tire, and even though it was an upscale neighborhood he didn't want to just leave her stranded. He pulled his car over and got out and walked towards her. She noticed him and looked startled, she produced a can of mace from her purse and held it in his direction.
"It's okay, I'm a cop." He said and then held up his shield so she could see it. She took a step back and squinted, trying to read it in the bright sunlight. Slowly she lowered the mace and tossed her long brown hair behind her shoulders.
"You know how to change a flat I assume." She said and then smiled flirtatiously, "I can't seem to find my cell phone and it would be a great help if you could just get me on my way."
"Sure, no problem, I'm glad to help." He said as he reached her car, she leaned in the door and popped the trunk, which was where she kept the spare tire. He opened it all the way and she came up behind him. She was about his height, but that was only because she was wearing six inch heels. As he leaned in to get the tired out, he felt something pressed against his back, it was the barrel of a gun.
"Elliot Stabler…you're coming with me." She whispered in his ear, he sighed slightly and slowly his hand went to his gun. "No dirty tricks or Evelyn dies." With that she grabbed the gun from his holster and placed it in her purse, not before removing the clip and tossing it into the back of her car. She slammed the lid of the trunk down.
"Katrina sent you?"
"Excellent detective work Elliot, they should give you a medal." The woman said, "Now lets get into your car and get the hell out of here. By the way, you hurt me in any way, Evelyn will die and just like Heather, you'll never find her body."
"You bitch…"
"Yeah I know, lets get moving….NOW!" The woman said and then turned him towards his car. Elliot knew he could take her but the simple fact was that he didn't want Evelyn to die. It didn't matter that he barely knew her, what mattered was her life and he wasn't going to risk it by doing something stupid, when he could probably find a way to get out of this situation later. He got in the car, on the driver's side, and she sat down in the passenger's side, holding the gun just under the line of sight for anyone who was looking in the window. "Drive, I'll give you information on how to get there on a need to know basis." Elliot started the car and drove down the alley, right now all he cared about was saving Evelyn's life.
For the first time, in a very long time, Olivia had fallen asleep at her desk. Lilly had gone out to get them both some dinner, and she had been busily scanning all the addresses in upstate New York that began with a 7, all eight hundred and fifty one of them. She didn't dream during her little cat nap, and she had all but forgotten that Elliot wasn't back yet. She had assumed that once Casey had gotten the warrants she had called Elliot and he was busy searching either Overbeck's office or house, it didn't matter to her though, she was sure nothing would be found. Overbeck didn't look like he was born yesterday, surely he had a way of concealing his connection to Katrina. Suddenly there was a tap on her shoulder and she jerked up and looked around.
"I'm awake." She blurted out until she saw it was Lilly who had tapped her, "Oh it's you." Lilly smiled slightly and held out a large, brown paper bag. Olivia took it and pulled out her lo main and a pair of chopsticks.
"How's the search going?" Lilly asked and then pulled out her box of sesame chicken and took a seat behind Elliot's desk, which was still across from Olivia's. Olivia ran her hand through her hair and sighed loudly.
"I've narrowed it down to about 300 hundred, but even then, none are listed in her name and I wouldn't be able to tell you which house is hers without looking at it. So unless you want to join me in looking at 300 houses, there has to be a better method." Olivia said with a mouth full of food, she didn't realize how hungry she was until she actually put it in her mouth. Lilly laughed slightly and took a bite of her food. Olivia had missed the greasy Chinese food greatly when she was in captivity, and so after a few bites of lo main she went looking in the bag for egg rolls.
"Well is there anything that Katrina ever did or said or anything about where she lived or her house?" Lilly asked after a moment of chewing. Olivia sat back once she had found the egg rolls and took a bite of one. She chewed slowly, trying to remember all of the things she had told Elliot, and all of the things that Katrina had told her, or that she had overheard.
"Oh my god! When she had the party she ordered sheet music from Heather's website!" Olivia sat up and instantly got online and went to the EssenceOE website. She searched through it, looking for an address or a phone number, any way to contact the people who would have the receipts. Down at the bottom of the page there a a phone number to call to book the band for a show, right next to a message that reminded everyone that Heather, or Amber Lynn, was not back yet. She picked up her phone and dialed the number. It was late, but she was praying silently for some sort of answer.
Not once did the woman who had Elliot hostage, drop the gun. She was rifling through her purse looking for something or other, when Elliot's cell phone started to ring. He looked over to her and she looked at him. Apparently she hadn't thought of that scenario but she looked like she was a few French fries short of a happy meal anyway. She motioned to his pocket, telling him to get it out with her eyes. He reached into his jacket and brought the phone out and looked to see who was calling, it was Casey.
"Look if I don't take this she'll know something is wrong." Elliot said, hoping that she would at least listen to reason. She bit her bottom lip and thought, but only for a split second.
"Answer it, and one hint as to where you are and who you're with, I'll blow your brains out…I have nothing to lose." The woman replied, and Elliot didn't doubt that she had nothing to lose. He opened the phone and put it to his ear.
"Hello?...Yeah, no, I'm at his house now…right…okay…see you later….bye." Elliot hung up the phone and then turned to glare at the woman, "What's your name anyway?"
"Charity…or at least that's what you should call me cause I am giving you a lot of it." The woman now known as Charity said. Elliot rolled his eyes, "Take a left here, we're about an hour away now." She added and he took a left onto an exit road that he had never been before. When they got off the highway there was absolutely nothing but traffic signals and trees. They had been driving for about an hour on the highway and although he had seen signs for cities, he hadn't seen one in at least 100 miles. All he could offer in the way of directions was that they headed northeast and had gotten off on exit 42a. Now there was a lot of driving with no signs whatsoever. He decided to mentally track where they turned left and right, even though he had no idea who he would be giving this information to, at least for a while.
Olivia hung up the phone with the lead guitarist of the band and sat back and smiled at Lilly. After chatting with the guy, Retro, he said that all of their info for billing records and what not were kept on his computer. He could print out the sheets with Katrina's information and bring them down to the station right away. Olivia didn't say anything about knowing Heather, just basic information about why it was needed. Retro sounded like he was too stoned, or drunk, to connect the investigation back to Amber Lynn. She suddenly hoped that he wouldn't be driving to the station himself.
"Retro is going to bring me the information right now." Olivia said to Lilly and then picked up another egg roll and took a bite out of it. "He should be here in 15, or at leas that's what he said."
"His name is Retro?" Lilly asked and then laughed as she opened her second can of coke. Olivia had learned that Lilly was not a coffee drinker but she was a soda drinker, that's how she got her caffeine. Olivia picked up her cup of coffee and realized it was empty so she stood up.
"Yeah, at least that's what he said," Olivia replied and smiled as she stretched her arms slightly above her head, "I'm sure his real name is like Wilbur or something." She then laughed, since it seemed like there was going to be a break in the case, it put her mind at ease.
Finally Elliot and Charity pulled into a long driveway, which was not marked, nor was it any different from any of the other turn offs on that road. If he had to give directions to get there, Elliot would be at a loss. The driveway was about a mile long and at the end of it there was a big wrought iron gate with the letters KH welded to the middle. Elliot sighed and looked over to Charity, she pulled out a black remote and pressed a button on it and the gates opened slowly. She told him to pull up to the house, and as they did the gates closed and locked behind them. Elliot noticed there was a 6 foot wall surrounding the property so even if he did want to make a run for it, there would be no point.
"What does Katrina want with me?" Elliot asked after he parked the car in the front of the house. Charity got out of the car and then motioned with the gun for him to get out too. He rolled his eyes and got out. The house was absolutely amazing, maybe 30 rooms, or at least ones that he could see. "How do I even know Evelyn's alive?"
"Oh she's alive, she might be in a demoral induced coma, but she's very alive." Charity said and then came behind him and grabbed his arms and pulled them behind his back. Keeping the gun pressed between his shoulder blades she grabbed his handcuffs and snapped them over Elliot's wrists. Once they were secure, and as tight as she could possibly get them, Charity slid the gun into the waist of her skirt and shoved Elliot forward, "As for what Katrina wants with you, I think she's trying to make Olivia lose her head. Without you she'll go bonkers, I mean she calls your name in her sleep, or at least she did when she was here and god she didn't ever shut up about how you were going to kick all of our asses." She opened the front door after entering a code on the keypad next to it, and then shoved Elliot into the house. It was nice inside, in the foyer there was a Japanese koi pond, and it was right under a a double stair case, one that ran down on the left and one that ran down on the right.
"Well she's wrong, Olivia can do just fine without me." Elliot said confidently even though he wasn't so sure about it. It wasn't that he didn't think Olivia was strong, but he had been her backbone for the past week and to lose him again might upset her more then needed. Katrina appeared at the top of the steps and tossed something down to Charity. She caught it and looked at it, it was in fact a wad of cash two inches thick all one hundred dollar bills.
"Thanks Charity, now make yourself scarce. My house is your house….blah de blah blah blah." Katrina said and then made her way down the stairs. She was in a traditional English riding outfit, knee high boots, chaps, a black jacket, and she was holding a riding crop. Elliot guessed the only thing different about the outfit was the fact that she had a holster with a gun in it and on the other side of her belt she had a tazer. She walked over to him and grabbed his arm and started to pull him up the stairs.
"Funny, Olivia never said anything about a koi pond." Elliot said in a sarcastic tone of voice. Katrina smiled slightly and looked at him as she moved him up the stairs.
"Slaves aren't allowed in this part of the house, you got a treat." Katrina replied and then whipped the crop through the air and it slapped him across the cheek, it stung like hell, "It's been a long time since I've had a male slave, but I think you could give me a good ride."
"You aren't riding SHIT lady." Elliot barked at her and she just laughed, he pulled away from her and started to struggle with the handcuffs but they weren't going anywhere, after all they were his and he knew they worked.
"Isn't that cute? You think you have a say in this." Katrina said and then grabbed his cheek and pinched it, "Men are always so cute when they think they can boss women around." She grabbed his arm again and pulled him the rest of the way up the stairs. He was shoved forward and into the master bedroom, it was huge. There was a king sized canopy bed pushed up against the wall which was painted a deep blood red. The covers on the bed were black satin, and the pillows had silk cases around them. Diagonal from the bed there was a large brick fireplace with a fire going. Above the fire place there was a painting of a beautiful woman riding a beautiful half naked pony girl.
"I do have a say in what you do to me." Elliot said and then turned his head to look at her.
"Well I have a gun," She said and pulled the gun from the holster, "And a tazer…" She pulled that too. A moment later there was a tap on the door and Charity came in holding another pair of handcuffs and a set of keys for both of them.
"Got the keys and the extra set…have fun Kat." Charity said and tossed the items on the bed. Katrina smiled at her and she turned and left. Katrina walked to the bed after holstering the gun and picked up the second set of handcuffs, then the keys.
"I'm going to unlock your cuffs, if you try anything I think a tazer to the neck will take away some of your fighting spirit." Katrina said and then walked behind him. Elliot did not underestimate her one bit, if she could out fight Olivia, if she was that fast, he might not have much of a chance. Of course that didn't mean he wouldn't take a chance. As soon as the first cuff was released he turned on her swiftly and the tazer immediately made contact with his neck. She had to stand on the tip of her toes to reach him, but she got him and got him good. He didn't even have time to cry out before losing consciousness.
"Dude, is like detective Benson here?" A punk rock looking man said, he was standing in the doorway to the special victims unit. Olivia looked up, his head was shaved, except for about a three inch patch in the middle of his skull which stood up in bright blue spikes. He was in a leather jacket, ripped black jeans, a metal spike studded belt, and a t-shirt that said "Fuck you". His right hand was covered in tattoos and Olivia guessed that they probably ran all the way up his arm.
"Yeah that's me." Olivia said and then stood up and walked over to him, he was taller then her by about 6 inches. He was muscular too, looked like he worked out a lot, he was attractive in an odd sort of way but not a guy she would ever be with. He held out a stack of papers about two inches thick and she took them slowly, "These the receipts?"
"Yeah all of them for the past 4 years…sorry the computer jammed and started printing everything, but I highlighted the name you were looking for. I'm Retro by the way, lead guitarist and background vocals for one song." Olivia nodded and then smiled at him.
"Thank you very much, I hope these help as much as I think they will." Olivia said and then turned to go back to her desk. Retro looked at her and turned to leave, he took a few steps towards the door when it looked like something clicked in his brain. He quickly spun on his heels and looked at her as she sat back at her desk. He walked over to her, pulled a chair over, and sat down on it casually.
"What do you know about Amber Lynn?" Retro asked, dispensing with the pleasantries. Olivia knew that the day would come when she would have to tell Heather's band about her fate, she just didn't want it to be right now. She looked over to Lilly who nodded slightly and gave her a look that seemed to tell her to spill her guts.
"I have in my possession a written statement from a very reliable source that Amber Lynn was murdered." Olivia said very slowly, Retro looked like he was stoned beyond reason so she didn't know how much of it he would understand, or remember. It was true that she had a statement about Heather's death but she didn't want him to know the extent of her relationship with the woman she knew as Heather.
"What the fuck? You are so totally joking right?" Retro replied, his eyes got wide and he seemed to sober up that very second. Olivia bit her bottom lip slightly, she knew how he was feeling, she was just as close to Amber as anyone, trauma bound them together. Olivia looked away, confirming that it was the truth, "No, I don't believe it! Where's her body! I DON'T BELIEVE IT UNTIL I SEE A FUCKING BODY!" He pounded his fist down onto the desk and for a moment Olivia was afraid that it would break.
"We don't have a body yet, but I can promise you that we will find it and give her a proper burial." Olivia said softly, "I'm very sorry for your loss."
"Oh what the FUCK do you know? She's just a statistic to you! Another case….another FUCKING FILE in your DRAWER! Don't even START with the apologies bitch!" Retro screamed at her and then stood up and started to storm out of the room. Olivia watched him for a moment and then got up and followed. She caught up to him and grabbed his arm.
"I was with her when she died, I spent every day with her for three months in captivity, she was my best friend….don't tell me I am not sorry." Olivia said to him in a harsh whisper. Retro looked at her, well more like stared at her in disbelief.
"Excuse me?"
"When I finish typing my report I'll send you an abridged copy, but I tell you the truth, I was there with her until she took her last breath," Olivia felt her throat catch and she knew she was going to tear up so she turned away from him. There was a pause and then he put his hand on her shoulder.
"I'm sorry…I didn't know."
"It's okay, I know you didn't." Olivia replied after another moment of calming herself down, "I have to get back to work but I'll be in touch with you okay?" He looked at her and nodded slightly, then he walked towards the elevators and disappeared from view. Olivia gently wiped her eyes and went back to her desk. Lilly was waiting there, taking a drink from her can of coke. She finished and tossed the empty can into the trash.
"You gonna be okay?"
"Yeah, let me just…" Olivia paused and then sat down hard, "Where is Elliot?"
"I don't know, I was guessing that he was at Overbeck's house or something." Lilly replied and then picked up her fortune cookie, which she hadn't touched yet. She opened it slowly, cracked it, and tossed the fortune into the trash without reading it.
"He would have called by now, even if he didn't find anything. Something is very wrong…"
When Elliot woke up his hands were cuffed to the wooden head board above the canopy bed in the master bedroom. There was a television set up across from the foot of the bed, with a VCR under it. Katrina was sitting on the edge of the bed looking at him, she was still in her riding gear. Elliot remembered that Olivia had told him that there were actual horses on the property so he rationalized that it wasn't so out of the ordinary to be wearing it. She was holding the TV remote in her hand and she had a smile across her face, a very evil smile.
"Before I submit you to the most utter debasement and humiliating acts I know, I want to show you what I do to my ponies that don't listen to me." Katrina said and then inched her way up so she was laying next to him. He pulled at his restraints, but it didn't seem like they were going anywhere sometime soon. She pressed the play button and pulled a pillow onto her lap, Elliot even thought he heard her giggle softly.
The lens came into focus and three men were standing around a tree, Heather was kneeling on the ground with her hands on a tree, one of the men Elliot recognized as Overbeck, and he was the one holding Olivia's leash. He proceeded to threaten Olivia and slap her around, Elliot knew that Olivia was there when Heather died, but he had not heard her complete story. Unknown to him, she had told the story to Lilly, he didn't know the first thing about what happened, other then it ended with barbed wire whips.
"Turn this shit off I'm not going to watch this." Elliot said and then turned his head away in disgust. Katrina paused the movie and sighed slightly, she shifted her weight and pulled the gun back out from it's holster. She clicked the safety off and put it to his neck, right under his chin and pressed it in to the point where it was choking him.
"You watch or I blow your head off, you think the money I paid for you matters? I wipe my ASS with that amount of money." Katrina growled at him, her lips getting so close to his ear that he felt their feather touch on his skin. Elliot did not want to die, he still had so much to do, so much to live for, and yet his first thought was about Olivia, he knew that he could not wimp out on something as measly as watching a video tape. He turned his head back so he could look at the TV and bit his lip to keep from saying anything that she would take as a smart ass remark. "Good, now we are getting to the best part." She pressed play again.
On the screen Olivia slowly crawled over to the nails and hammer and picked them up. She crawled back over to Heather and took the woman's head in her hands. She whispered something to Heather and then drove a nail deep into her hand. Elliot winced sharply and felt a gag welling up in his throat. After being commanded to do so, Olivia put another nail through Heather's other hand. Elliot continued to watch as Heather was gang raped, then Olivia and Heather's kiss goodbye, and the brutal killing. Olivia was off screen by that time, and he didn't think he wanted to see any more of her, especially not in a snuff movie. Katrina hit the pause button and looked over to Elliot with a smile on her face, Elliot on the other hand was almost positive that he was about to vomit.
"I know a bunch of women who would buy you for triple the amount I paid, so unless you want to end up dead or half way across the world, I suggest you cooperate." Katrina said and then set the remote down next to him, "It's getting late and since I don't feel like moving you I'll sleep in the guest room. Think of tonight as a reward because it only gets worse from here." She got up, stretched slightly and then walked out of the room. Elliot took in a few deep breaths to compose himself, he didn't think he could be more disgusted then he was at that point.
