Ben sat at a heavy wooden desk, his fingers intertwined with each other. He relaxed in to his leather office chair and put both feet up on his desk, crossing them at the ankles. A fat cigar hung from his lips, clasped in his teeth. A fog of smoke loomed over his head, two heavies stood behind him as they watched Jane Rizzoli and Barry Frost enter the dimly lit snooker hall. Ben switched his eyes from screen to screen as the detectives passed by each security camera.

"Welcome," Ben said as the two appeared in his door way, he motioned with his hand for them to sit down before him. He took the cigar from his mouth, exhaled another plume of smoke and rested the Cuban in an ash tray. "How can I help you detectives?"

Jane looked at Ben, his greasy, slicked back hair and pin striped suit almost brought a smile to her face, she felt like she'd fallen in a mob and me scene.

"We were hoping you could help us Mr Luciano." Jane had yet to finish speaking when Ben interrupted.

"Detective, I am not a friend, nor enemy of the police; but I have a distain in my mouth for you and your partner. My cousin, my best friend and business partner has been snatched from me. I only have you two to thank for that. So I offer my apologies, but I can not help you."

"A gangster with a heart?" Frost questioned.

"I assure you, I am no gangster." Ben spoke with a rough tongue.

Frost nodded a smirk destined for his lips as his quick comment slipped his lips, "Is that what Al Capone told you to say before giving you that suit?"

Ben took his feet from his desk and let them fall to the ground, his Italian shoes clunking against the wooden floorboards. "Your jokes are not appreciated."

Jane moved to the edge of her seat, "Mr Luciano, I understand your distain for us, but we have a job to do, as do you, so the sooner we get our answers, the sooner we will leave." Jane looked at the chunky man, she was happy for him to think they needed him.

"You have five minutes, then I have a meeting with Archie's attorney."

Jane nodded, "I need to know if you know this girl." she slid a photo of Nadine across to him, he looked at it for a moment, his eyes crossed over the whole page.

"Is this girl dead?" he asked.

"That's an autopsy photo." Jane avoided the question.

"Then yes, I do know her. She was my cousin's girlfriend." he pushed the photo back across his desk so it was inline with Jane. "She was an awful girl. Lied constantly, took Archie's head out of the game. Out of the bigger picture."

"What do you mean?"

Ben sat forward, his heart thumped a little, he rested his arms on the slab of wood in front of him; he picked up the cigar that had burnt out, and relit it filling the room once more with a foreign smoke. "We are family, this girl detective, is a trouble maker. She tore through this family like a tornado, she left nothing but destruction behind. Y'know, she blamed Archie for killing her parents? It wasn't him at all. It was her."

Jane and Barry stood up to leave, they managed two feet before Ben spoke again, "Watch your back detectives."

"Is that a threat, Ben!" Frost asked eagerly looking for a reason to get heavy with Ben's heavies.

"Not at all," the man smirked, his tone uplifting, "Nadine will manipulate each and everyone of you. Plant stories in your head, tangle lies and drag you in to her web of hate and revenge. She has more than one agenda officers. I hope, unlike my dear cousin, you see her for what she really is, before she takes one of you down with her. She's like a black widow," Ben continued. "She spins a web of deceit and lies, spills tears like rain drops," Ben relaxed in his chair again blowing smoke from his lips and watched the smoke formation above his head, "then, when the one she seeks is in her sights, she strikes."

Neither Jane nor Barry jumped when Ben slammed his fist on his desk, they looked at him, Jane thanked him for talking to them, and left.

As they reached the car, Jane sat in the passenger seat, to Barry's surprise. She handed him the keys as he got in.

"You don't believe that scum bag, do you?"

Jane looked at Barry, her heart said no, but her head was now caught up in tangled ball of confusion. "I don't know." she replied softly.

/

Jane headed to the morgue to find Maura observing a brain, she held it in her hands and slowly turned it.

"It's fascinating, that everything you ever knew is all stored in this organ." Maura smiled at Jane placing the man's brain in a bowl.

"Fascinating." Jane repeated sarcastically. Jane sat on the small work bench in Maura's morgue, she sighed softly not knowing how to relay the conversation she had had with Ben Luciano.

"Jane, what is it? You're firsts are clenched and your right leg is twitching. What do you need to tell me?" Maura asked.

Jane stood up and ran her fingers through her hair, "I went to see Ben Luciano today." she paused, Maura willed her to go on, "He said Archie didn't kill Nadine's family, she did."

Maura almost scoffed at the thought, "Well of course he would Jane, his cousin is sitting in jail."

"Maura, I think there's more to Nadine than we know. We instantly saw her as a victim, but what if this is the brunette leading the blind? Everything we have is thanks to her. The diary told us everything we needed to know about the drug, about Archie and she lead us straight to Ben."

"What are you saying Jane? You think she stabbed herself last night?"

Jane shook her head, "I just think we need to know more."

/

Nadine blinked as she woke, a searing pain fled from her abdomen. She looked around and to her shock, Ben Luciano stood at her bedside.

"Hello Nadine." he said calmly.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

"I spoke to that detective you've been making friends with today, and her partner. Seems like they have reason to doubt you."

Nadine held her own and although fear gripped her entire being, she fought away the cracking in her throat. "I don't believe you."

"I thought you might say something like that, so I brought you these, a keepsake." Ben gave still motion shots of Jane and Barry at the club.

Although Nadine could hide the fear in her eyes, the heart monitor gave away her calm. "It's over Nadine. You don't play my family and get away with it."

"I didn't play your family! Archie killed my family and dragged me here."

"That may be the case, but it's a real crying shame your detective buddy doesn't believe you anymore!"

"That's not true. Jane wouldn't believe you over me. She knows the truth. You know he killed them and forced me to live with him."

Ben leaned forward pressing down on the dressing where the stab wound lay beneath. His hot smokey breath spat at Nadine's face, "Nadine, you could have stayed in London, with no one and nothing, but my family took you in!" Ben's fingers clawed at Nadine's skin, he made a fist of her wound. "He didn't kill your parents Nadine, I did."

"In my day, bedtime stories were a little less sadistic."

Ben turned, letting go of Nadine. His eyes met the barrel of Jane's gun.

/

Maura smiled softly as she put a delicate looking tea cup on the coffee table. Her eyes met those of Nadine.

"Thank you." Nadine whispered softly, thanking her for her faith and trust, as well as the tea.

Maura sat next to Nadine, "You don't have to thank me."

"You know what I mean." Nadine said softly and she picked up the paper.

'Mobster family cousins jailed for life'

read the headline, followed by a byline

'Water rapist named by 'Juliet'

A story covering the death simulating drug, the water rapist and how the connections between the two cases were matched up, and the girls who were all delivered home safely.

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This is my first Rizzoli and Isles story, I hope you liked it. Sorry for very long delay in updating! Please review constructively xo