When it rains, it pours

by pollywolrd

(After 7X14) Vanessa has just shot the young mentally ill man she was pursuing, then she needs to go give a statement to headquarters but the Superintendent arrives on the scene and decides to drive her there and to speed up the process a bit. But Vanessa will learn the hard way there is no such thing as cutting corners with the mighty of Chicago law.

11. The Leads

Notes:

(2/3)
The team is chasing leads, trying to make the case, eventually they hit something.
Vanessa goes through archives.
Voight comes to a deadline.

So here it is, I said they're would be more action coming well it's packed in here!
It's very police-y, and it has everyone in it, I hope you appreciate it! And i think there's a bit of content warning, not explicit but be ready for swearing and mention of underage relationship and threats.
It's not pretty.

Everything Voight hated with a case was happening with that case.
He was standing at his window early that Monday morning wondering how much time he could still spend his resources on a ghost chase.
There was no witness, no camera had caught on a suspicious car or person, no DNA or fingerprint on scene that got a hit on their database.
Vanessa's recollection of the attack never gave him anything to consider seriously.
She didn't recognize the voice, she hasn't seen the face, and she can't think of anyone specific who could have targeted her. She was still adamant this was a case of wrong place wrong time.

Maybe.

In any case, he had split his teams in three directions to cover the most sensitive theories, Kevin and Adam would comb through her past and see if there was a history of violence or gang affiliation, find out if there was anything there to link back to the attack, Jay and Hailey would peal through Intelligence history of threats and recently released convicts holding a grudge towards anyone on the team or Vanessa specifically, and Kim and he would follow only the material evidence, which was pretty thin.

"Everybody, listen up! First of all, welcome back to Rojas, we're happy to see you back among us". The team clapped and cheered her until their sergeant severe look brought them back to their serious state.

"Vanessa even if you're cleared by your doctor I would prefer to have you on desk duty for a couple of days and trust me there's work to do. And before I hear an objection, you can't be working your own case so don't bother asking."
"But Sarge..."
"What did I just say? Don't bother asking, we have accumulated a serious backlog and actually part of your job would be to go through all the files we got handed down by Gang and Nacrotics and find out what are the most pressing issues and trust me I'd rather we figure this out by ourselves before I get a call from the Deputy, copy?"
"Copy Sir." Then turning to the rest of the team, "Good, for the rest of us, we will go through the evidence collected so far and by today we need to have a break or we will have to put this in priority 2. So Ruzek and Atwater you track down the people on the list you were pursuing, Kim I want you to have another look at the forensics, Halstead and Upton I want your final list of freshly released offenders recouped against Intelligence arrests records, and a shortlist of recent threats received to the 21st."
"Copy!".
"I want everything you find brought to me directly in my office" he eyed Vanessa saying that, he was building a China Wall around her.
The team dispersed after a bit of chatter and after 5 minutes it was just Kim and her in the bullpen,Voight in his office, Hailey and Jay were in the media room to parse through the heavy data set, and Kevin and Adam were already on their way to wherever.

Sitting down at her desk, Vanessa felt a bit like shit, like she didn't matter at all, on one side it was a blessing because she didn't want to be the center of attention and overwhelmed by the attention of others, but at the same time it was like the time never stopped here, her whole life was thrown upside-down but here at work, Intelligence was doing their thing regardless of whether or not Vanessa Rojas was a thing.
Feeling tears prickling at the corner of her eyes, she swallows them back, then gathering whatever dignity she felt she had left she goes to pick up the immense pile of files and starts looking for something, anything to get her mind off of things.

Kevin and Adam had already spent most of last week going through a list of people to visit which were linked to Vanessa's past, at least they assumed; Voight was the only one who had access to her personnal file, she was their colleague and she deserved at least that amount of privacy. He was nearly talking in code this morning because he didn't want her to know their latest game-plan, and even it felt unethical working this in house, they had to believe the ends would justify the means.
So they blindly followed the crumb trail down the lane of Vanessa's life.
Her foster homes, the group-homes, her highschool friends, the kids she had fallen with after she'd been released to the streets the day she turned 18.
They felt bad poking unwillingly into her life, they knew a lot more about her than she had ever let out, and that she knew about them.
They wished she'll never get to find out how far they went.

So far most of the encounters haven't lead to anything interesting.
She was well-liked by most people, maybe one or two foster parents were salty about her, but they looked like the type who would be salty about any kinds of kids.
Now they had only a couple more people to check on, a guy named Luis Reyes who was just released from prison and they had a hard time tracking down, and a woman named Rochelle Assayas which as per one of the foster mom's was Vanessa's best friend from her years in high school.

"We saw this listed as an address for Luis Reyes, is he here?" They finally narrowed down a garage address for Reyes, apparently his older cousin allowed him to work and sleep in the office since his release.
"Luis!?" a lanky pale Hispanic twenty-something rose from under a car.
"Hey Primo! Those gentlemen want to talk to you, I hope you're not bringing your troubles to me so fast." the older cousin called out but without malice.

"So you were just released from Cook County? Kevin asks.
"Yes, and I have been laying low since. What do you want ?" The young man looks to both cops, trying to pipe his nervousness down.
"Maybe we ask the questions and you answer them?"
"What were you in for?"
"They said it was Grand theft auto or whatever".
"You were pinched alone?"
"Hum...yes" the young man answers after a bit of hesitation.
"How do you know Vanessa Rojas?" that got Luis to snap out of his faked self composure.
"She was a friend why? You know she had nothing to do with that!"
Kevin and adam looked at each other, their attention seriously piqued at this point.
He was too agitated. This could actually lead to something.
"We never said she did, when was the last time you talked to her?"
"When I was in prison, but like a year ago, then she disappeared on me."
Now he was even sounding irritated.
"And that got you mad right? You were thinking about her all this time but she bailed on you while you were inside?"
"What the fuck are you talking about? What is she saying? I haven't heard or seen her in over a year if she is.."
"Hey hey hey calm down now bro, we didn't say anything about her, you are the one jumping to conclusions" said Kevin while Adam was raising his hands towards the younger man torso.
"One last question for you, where were you between 10 and 1 am Tuesday?" a miff of panic went through his face for a second, then he relaxed.
"Easy I was released on Monday and Tuesday I drove to Detroit to see my little brother until Thursday. My cousin let me drive one of the garage cars, that's not illegal and we can prove it."
"I'm sure you can."

They went to check with the cousin who confirmed the story, they checked the latest GPS logs and apart from one more errand in Chicago Heights, the latest coordinates were from Detroit to downtown Chicago.

Still, they got the licence plate number and sent it over to Kim so she can check if a camera had caught him back and forth from his trip.
They told him not to skip town and went on to the next and last person.

"I really thought we had him, he was perfect, out of prison a day before, knows her from before, looks like he holds a grudge because she stopped coming to see him, and can break into cars so I assume breaking into a home isn't a stretch." Adam recapped. He was aching for some results.
"I don't know man... my gut tells me he doesn't have it in him, looking at him I don't even know how he survived prison. He looks like a heartbroken kid rather than a cold-blooded vicious ninja". Adam didn't really object because he knew Kevin had the best instincts when it came to people, he very rarely got his assessments wrong when they were sussing out offenders and their entourage.
"He said they fall out like a year ago, do you think he even knows she's one of us now?"
"I have no idea bro... she doesn't say a lot about herself, so who knows?" Kevin concludes while departing from the garage.

Jay and Hailey were going through their umpteenth hour of checking old cases, Hailey was working more on the mail and online threats they received, and Jay was combing through the most likely offender profiles who could plan some retaliation.
They don't discard the job as useless, yes it was minutious, but they might get lucky, you never know, half of the job is hoping hard your instincts lead you to an offender and that meant going through a shit-ton of them.
"How are you guys doing? Jay whispers to Hailey,"I keep on trying to check up on you but it looks like Voight has been trying very hard to keep us apart since the night of... I don't know if he is suspicious or if it's just his regular paranoia or if I'm the one imagining things."
"I guess he's been suspicious of us but if he partners us up on this it must mean he had nothing to show for it." They were leaning towards each other, making sure no one eavesdropping could hear them, "We're okay, just its been a hell of a week for all of us."
"Good, good", Jay answers a bit hastily, "Any new leads? Has Vanessa given you anything more?"
"Jay! It's not like I've been interrogating her in my spare time, she is not telling me anything, and I'm not grilling her either, I told you, she tells me what she needs to tell me, whenever she feels like telling me."
"Hailey come on! You must have gotten something since! What are the forensics showing from the... ?"
"Nothing it was shit, they say it's too deteriorated, that they're are strands that could be matched to someone if we had something else to compare it to, but right now no match, no nothing."

They stare into each other eyes in silence for a moment, then suddenly some file that was downloading beeps on Jay's computer and it breaks the moment.
"Time to go back to our psychos," he says with a smile, "I hope it's not too bleak."
"You have no idea... the things I'm reading, what those people send to us...it's so ugly..." she straightens herself, not too happy of going back to the string of torture, rape, and death threats she was combing through. "Look, I will gouge the eyes out of that fat cop bitch, feed it to my dogs while I let my boys pound her skull underground. After all of this is done, we should pay a visit to some of them..." hearing the emotion on her voice, Jay stretches a hand to her a softly presses her arm,
"Don't worry, we'll never let them a chance to get to us."

Hailey smiles to herself and dives back into her work, for a moment there, she feels like they were back in a good place like none of this had happened and he was still her rock.
He just had a way to get to her even in the most inopportune times, this last week being the hellish neverending misery feast it'd been, had given her some time to push away her feelings for him, with all the fights they had she even believed she was free of them, but when they were like that she was right back there with her unwanted feelings, having no idea what to do with them. Right now she can't help but wonder if he knows it, sometimes she feels like she is imagining it, but then sometimes it feels so real. Like they actually stand a chance.

They found Rochelle working as a front-desk clerk in a art gallery downtown, one of these new gentrified naked rooms, with more coffee selection on the coffee corner than actual art.
They didn't really expect to find the young Dominican working in a place like this, but from what they could muster about the young woman she was still pursuing her education at night school and looked serious about it, apart from that, they couldn't find a record of recent contact with Vanessa like most of her friends.
"Rochelle Assayas?"
Adam flashes his badge and tilt his head to Kevin and does the presentation "Officer Ruzek and my partner Officer Atwater, do you have a minute please?"
The young woman looks annoyed, checks around her, then says "I don't want any problem, let's take this outside I don't want my boss seeing me talking to the cops."
She signs to a colleague who comes to replace her at the desk.
As soon as she is outside she carefully looks for her cigarettes, finds them, finds a lighter, lights her cigarette up, and finally makes eye contact with them, showing she was now ready for the conversation.
"So why would you tell us you don't want any problem? Did some problems find you lately?"
she looks to Kevin like to ask him " Is your boy for real?"
"There's not a single day of my life where talking to cops wasn't directly related to some fucked up shit, so yeah I'm asking."
"There's no need to go there Mam'", Kevin answers, "If you didn't do anything then it's like this conversation never happened".
She takes a drag then nods, " So what's it about?"
"Vanessa Rojas, you know her?"
"What about her? What happened?" she was still giving them crafted iciness but they could see the name had sparked her interest.
"Let us ask the questions, aight? So how well do you know her?"
"We kinda grew up together, I mean we were inseparable around high school, we hanged out and stuff."
"And stuff, like gang stuff?"
"That's a stretch officer!" she answers with sarcasm,"I never said there was gang stuff, we hanged with people, they were our friends... at least we thought they were."
"Meaning?"
"Well Vanessa like a lot of other kids were homeless at the time, so there were a couple of squats I guess where we used to go. But before that for a while, she crashed with me at my parent's house, but when my dad had to go underground because of ICE raids we lost some income and... my parents they couldn't.. you know... keep her."
"This is when you fall in with your squatter friends?"
"For a while, yeah, but at the end of the day I still had a house to go to, and she didn't, and even if we were like sisters, truth is it drew a rift between us. I would still come for like parties and shit, but we kinda fell apart, I heard she made it out too at some point."
She was now so engaged in her own memories, her cigarette had gone out without her noticing.
"When was the last time you were in contact with her?"
"Hmm man,that was a long time ago, I even thought she was locked up or something, but she wasn't, she tracked me down like a couple of years ago and we caught up a bit, we said we'd meet again but we never got around to it."
This wasn't going anywhere, no one has had recent contact with Vanessa, let alone in the last couple of months.
"Okay anyone you remember that could be... I don't know holding a grudge, someone she did bad before splitting ?"
"What? Why? She never did a mean thing to anyone, she was just a lost kid in over her head with too many other lost streets kids, small-time dealers and street workers... and well too many men."
"Ok think back, can you remember anyone capable of violence?
Now they could see the dread on the girl's face, she took out another cigarette but this time no spectacle to light it up, she immediately took a huge drag and said while puffing "You mean like Rainer?
"Rainer who?"
"Luca Rainer, that asshole who liked to burn holes in little girls' skins. She "dated" him for a while. But like since she was 16 or 17. But it was very down low until she was out of the system. He was like the guy who decides what was up in one of the squats. And for a time Vanessa was his shiny little thing, but he was a total creep, we used to fight about it all the time cause she wouldn't leave his ass, even that one time when I saw he had burned her with his cigarettes," she mimed the action with her own cigarette as if she was burning into Ruzek's biceps "But then, she had nowhere else to go, so it was him or me, and she chose him. I got out and this is how we came to lose touch. But yeah if you're looking for a violent asshole that's your guy."
Adam and Kevin look at each other, this time it feels like something.
"Do you know where to find that Rainer?"
"No never heard of him after that, it's been 3-4 years now... could be dead for all I know, or should be if there's any justice", she adds, dragging on hard on her cigarette.
The boys take her coordinates and thank her for her help. For a moment walking back to the car, they're just silent, "I hope this motherfucker is dead because if he isn't..." starts Adam, his nerves on a short fuse, as usual, Kevin of course understand, but even more than the feeling of pure hate and anger, he feels so much pain for Vanessa, he feels like they're violating her secrets and what secrets they were... just a week ago she'd told him "One day when I'm ready I'll tell you more about my past", she trusted him, and they were doing this.
"Let's go back to the district, Voight will want to hear this".

Indeed what they got now was an even better lead than the one just before, meaning this time they needed to go back to the district, and give a thorough account to Voight, research that motherfucker, and bring him in.

"Grab Kim and split this between yourselves, I want you all to be looking for this guy." Voight was relieved someone had finally brought him something, this is the furthest they've been since the beginning. If they could suss out this guy today, he will be able to push for an extension into their " confidential" matter a bit more. If this was a dead lead though...

It was Kevin who got a positive hit first.
"Boss I got something!", he said barging into the sergeant's office. Closely followed by both Kim and Adam, "Luca Rainer, 33, in and out of prison between 17 and 22, he got pinched for a series of minor offenses, slinging a bit of dope and forging prescriptions..."
"I read his mom was married to an home-care nurse for awhile" interrupts Adam.
"That makes sense, ok then he graduates to domestics, he got a couple of restraining orders here and there, then he got in again at age 25 during a wide net operation on gangland but no important charge stuck on him so he was released and since then off the radar and for all we know he could be dead, out of state or a reformed perfect citizen." finishes Atwater, his voice dropping.
They stand in silence for a minute, but Kim runs out of the office and comes back a second later.
"I just thought about something, he started with forging signatures right? So I widened the research so we can hit a larger set of variations of his name, and bingo! He's been forging his own ID and goes now as Lucas Reiner, age 33 working at a tech company, here in Wicker Park, he is listed on their website as a sales coach."

"Great job! You go get that son of a bitch and you bring him to me."

During most of the action, Vanessa was in the archive room filing requests for Narcotics to release them more documents since they'd decided to send them incomplete files and they couldn't do anything with what they got.
She was the first surprised at how easy everything was,when she was all alone, busy doing police work. The task assigned to her sounded very pedestrian, but actually, it was like investigating in real life. She gets to collect data and make solid links between several cases, see which ones Intelligence should take on and which one to send back with a little bit of help, she had left notes on a couple of gang cases, where obviously whoever had been investigating those lacked real knowledge of the streets he was operating on.

But when she got back to the bullpen she saw that Adam and Kevin had gotten back from their morning quest, and were apparently about to leave again with Kim on their toes this time.
She calls out to her brunette colleague and grabs her arm "Hey, have you found something?" from an outsider point of view you would think its hope you could read on her eyes, a victim eager to see her attacker brought to light, but in her case it was dread... could they have found out?
"You know I can't tell you, but I promise everything is fine. Just... Don't worry!" Kim could see Voight was looking at them from his office, she didn't want to let out anything that could draw his ire, she gently disengages herself from Vanessa's grip and puts on her coat, and trots after the guys.

This day was really keeping on giving.
They went from a garage to an art gallery to now a tech start-up selling gods knows what to god knows who.
The place looked like a giant daycare with tons of stupid bright colors as if full-blown adults needed that to feel like they weren't being worked to death.

The young hipster looking assistant didn't even try to block them access, she looked extremely non-plussed by them being the police, she just said "I can show you to his desk, could be he's here, could be he isn't, and I can't promise he's got time for you, this is closing week so good luck with that."

They found him dispensing what looked like some passionate advice to a couple of colleagues.
" Rainer Luca?"
A 6-foot well-dressed athletic guy turns to face them, Kim directly takes her opening and dismisses the 2 others.
"It's Lucas", he answers emphasizing on the s "You got my attention officers" they didn't even have time to introduce themselves, but a guy like him needed no introduction to plain-clothed officers.
If more people were paying attention they would easily spot them too.
This time they weren't in for the song and dance, this guy was cocky as fuck and they couldn't wait to perp walk him out of his office to wipe the smug smile off his face.
"How do you know Vanessa Rojas?" Kevin asks, towering the guy from a couple more inches.
"Ohhh, yeah little Nessa, she was a sweet pie... for a while." the energy around this conversation was already turning sour.
"Let's start this again, who is Vanessa to you and when was the last time you saw her."
"I was her friend, gave her shelter and food, and one day her ungrateful ass disappeared on me. I heard she found someone else to scam after that."
Kim could see both of the guys were ready to jump him, so she intervenes before they fuck up this interrogation.
"And you haven't seen her since ?"
"Nope, not in a lifetime, maybe she got herself locked up or pregnant or dead, girls like that... you know the type." he was eyeing Burgess like she was a piece of meat.
The situation was very much inflammable.
"Where were you last week on Tuesday night between 9 pm to 3 am?"
they can see him actually thinking about it.
"We hit a record target, we had drinks here in the office and I went home completely fucked up."
"When was that? And is there anyone who can vouch for you?"
" I don't remember, I don't know I woke up alone the next day... although if you were my colleague I'm sure you would make a beautiful alibi," he says and tries to put back a strand of Kim's hair behind her ear.
"Ok, that's it! this time it's Kevin who first get into him and pushes Luca onto the wall, Adam turns him against the wall "You won yourself a trip to the station asshole, try this again... even think about it again and I will break both your arms Lucassss."

"You aigh't girl?" Kevin asks Kim while walking a short distance behind Adam and his prisoner.
"Yeah yeah... he is just a creep..." she was trying very hard not to hug herself while so many people were looking. But this short interaction with this guy had left her to feel dirty and he didn't even lay a hand on her.
But the way he looked at her...

They drag him from the back entrance of the district directly to the interrogation room.
Kevin volunteers to get Voight.
Kim rushes and goes to update Hailey and Jay too so they don't miss the interrogation.
They were all crammed in the adjacent room, observing him. He was the classic kind of cocky son of a bitch, sitting nonchalantly on the chair as if all of this was just a minor inconvenience.

"Adam, Jay you're with me".
At the same time Kim, Hailey, and Kevin all started to voice their eager interest in being in the room with him.
But Voight paid them no mind, they were all too close to this, but some more than others, at least from his knowledge.

"So tell me one thing, how a kid from the South Side, mom working 3 jobs for over 20 years, dad split before your arrogant ass made it out of the nursery, in and out of Statesville for years, slings pills for a living, ends up a few years later playing a golden boy in Wicker park like its fucking Silicon valley hun?

Luca flexes his cuffed arms over his head, and balances himself on the chair then brazenly asks "Where is that cute brunette from earlier?" Adam walks around the table and comes to sit behind Luca.
"Remember what I'd tell you about trying this again" he whispers in his ears.
Luca stops balancing on the chair and put his hands back on the table and starts his tale.
"Let's all remain civil toy soldier," then making eye contact with Voight "I was still in the game when I met this tech guy who was looking into buying Adderall for his people, I thought he was a college kid or something, but it was for actual grown-ups. So I pitched him some hybrid Speed that was hot at the time and he loved it. But get this, we're in business for a few months and this moron brings me a UC cop during that election year back then, so I got pinched, but my good friend he had connections, like all them tech bros, their dads are all lawyers, so see, he felt bad about getting me locked up, so he did his thing, I got out and he gave me a job at his company, said he'd never met as good a salesman as me." he stops and watches carefully all their reaction, he is so proud of his origin story, if it wasn't for the hostility of his actual position you would believe it was just another TED talk.

"So you got some Ivy League kid frightened to death that you and your "cartel" people were coming for him and he asked his dad to bail you out, flips on a couple of big players and to find you a job because you start to feel a bit tight in prison, did I got it right?." Voight re-calibers the story in a way that cuts out the BS.
"Whatever my dude". He says rolling his eyes.
"Vanessa Rojas, when was the last time you talked to her?"
"Ok now you're starting to really get on my nerves officers, I haven't had any contact with this bitch since before I got arrested during that drug operation ok? She had already bolted at that point and I haven't seen her since. So whatever she is saying must be lies. She was jumping on the dick of the next person who would buy her food, and she ain't loyal, so when I was done with her, I was Done with her."

If tension could be cut with a knife, this would necessitate an ax. Voight paces towards him but Jay interrupts the obvious next step his boss was about to take and states, "I hear you've got no alibi for last Tuesday night. Any explanation for that?"
"Any explanation for that? Luca repeats in a mocking voice. "Do you have an alibi for all nights of your life? I don't know you can try and prove I was somewhere I wasn't, I'm not gonna do your job for you."

"You sound extremely spiteful still about Vanessa dumping your ass after all this time, and you mean to tell us you never tried to track her down and make her pay? " Still sitting behind him, Ruzek was trying to provoke him into slipping something.
But the asshole had stamina, or too much experience with police interrogation, either way, he still wasn't on the verge of breaking.

"As I said all I ever did for her was being a gentleman, giving her shelter when your system decided to put her out on the streets. Thank god for good samaritan like me who swoops in..." that was the one sentence too many, Voight was at his throat.
"YOU BURNED CIGAR HOLES ON HER SKIN! SHE WAS JUST A KID! YOU PREY ON YOUNG VULNERABLE KIDS AND YOU PUSH THEM PILLS AND CALL UNDERAGE GIRLS YOUR GIRLFRIENDS? YOU MUST THINK OF YOURSELF AS SOME KIND OF PREDATOR, BUT YOU BETTER BELIEVE ME, IT'S PEOPLE LIKE YOU I HUNT FOR BREAKFAST!" he let go of his neck and most of the Luca's smugness had left his face.

"So tell us when you learned she was a cop? That pissed you off and you thought you'll teach her a lesson, for betraying some code or flipping on some of your dealer friends..."

Luca looked at them with a genuine surprise which was replaced by pure delight a second after "You're shitting me... homegirl is a cop? I can't believe this? Is this like one of these very elaborate pranks? You've been hired by my boss! It's the only way this makes sense.
And you were painting me as if I was some class traitor!". He can't stop himself from laughing at his own jokes.

Hailey was feeling sick, she knew about what this man had done to Vanessa, but actually seeing him, with his arrogance and picturing Vanessa 17 or 18 having to deal with this. It made her sick. She wanted to hurt him, she wished she could just put a bullet between his eyes and be done with it.
But was he also the rapist from last week? It would make sense, it'd make sense Vanessa would know him and be afraid of retaliation, him coming back or threatening to kill her, or send word to other people to come for her.

Kim decided not to stay for the remainder of the interrogation, she had looked through enough rapists eyes and she knew one when she saw one. The best she could do was putting a rush on this guy's whereabouts on Tuesday night and know if they actually had a case or not.
"Kim what's up, stop bullshiting me around, where is everybody?" as soon as she was in the bullpen she nearly bumped into Vanessa.

"We got someone in, but we don't know for sure if he has anything to do with anything."
"Move out of my way!"
"You know you can't be there, not now, you will have your turn, I promise you. But we need to make sure first we have probable cause."
"I said move out of my way!"
"Vanessa, wait, you said all along you didn't know who it was, so if you remember now be mindful how it can be taken..."
Vanessa stops in her frenzy, she understands this. But also there was no chance they got him in an interview room now... it made no sense, the whole place would be buzzing with people.

Kim let go of her. Whatever happens now, needs to happen.

"What the fuck! What the fuck! He can't be here! Oh god, he's got nothing to do with this!
Vanessa has just barged in the room, the shock has her putting her hands on her mouth recoiling from the looking glass.
"Vanessa..." starts Kevin, but she interupts immediately "Not him! What the fuck is he doing here!"
She goes for the door to go into the interview room, but both Kevin and Hailey jump to stop her.
Kevin restraints her in his arms and walk her back into the room, Hailey goes, and doesn't even knock on the door and just says "Sarge we've got a problem, now!"

Voight follows her to find Kevin who was standing between Vanessa and the door, and the younger agent who was unraveling " Sarge! Why have you brought him here? He has nothing to do with this?! Let him go! "
"Rojas, calm down, you have nothing to do here."
"It's not him, I haven't seen this man in years, if it was him I would have known, but he can't know I'm here, please kick him! "
She was too hyper to cry but her voice was starting to give out.
"Hailey, Kevin, take her out of here, I don't want her anywhere near this until I say so."