Kathy's Home

Goren and Eames arrived shortly after to Kathy's home with an idea to shake her story. There was so much that didn't line up and she wasn't exactly being upfront with them. They also did not think Captain Ross could be objective anymore. Clearly he was under the influence of what ever relationship he had or hope to have with this woman.

Eames found her way to a couch to question the woman and Goren did what he did best, snoop. He busied himself with pictures and momentos, anything that could give him any insught and he listened to the two women talk. Occasionally, he would interject with questions of his own.

"Woody's parents? They're dead. He was on his own by 16."

"There's no brothers or sisters?"

"No."

"In these photos, everyone is from your world. Have you ever met anyone from Woody's past?" It was a bit weird he wouldn't be more present in this house, if they were indeed in love. There should be more.

"No he was embarrassed by his small town roots. We had that in common. He wiped the slate clean and came to New York to make a new life."

"Now, we're wondering what was on that slate," Eames prodded gently giving the woman enough space to fill in the blanks.

"I don't understand."

"We believe that your husband is on the run from killing Avery Hubert."

"That was the mistake."

Eames glanced over to Goren and back to Kathy, "What mistake, Kathy?"

"Woody called me two days ago."

"And you're just telling us this now? You know, the Captain put himself on the line for you," Eames was starting to feel the same frustration that plagued Goren about this case.

"I'm sorry. I'm malfunctioning."

Goren stared in her direction with an abundance of annoyance. His eyebrow was up as he watched her speak to Eames. I don't think you're malfunctioning. I think you're functioning just like you want us to see. You're playing us. I don't buy it.

"When he called he said that he made a terrible mistake and wanted to come back. Mistake. I thought he meant leaving me. "

"Did he ask you for any money?" Goren just blurted out bluntly. She nodded.

They wrapped up their interview and retuned to 1PP to brief the Captain who was eager to know what they knew.

One police Plaza

"Did you track down Woody's flight?"

"Well he didn't fly under Sage or Woodly but he did leave a cell phone on after he called Kathy from the airport. Uh Woody's phone left JFK at 6:45. It stopped in Maken, Georgia for 2 hours then landed in Mexico City," Goren briefed him.

"And since then?"

"Well the signal died at the airport."

"He hasn't picked up the money, yet."

"Yeah, if he, uh, even flew down there. See these, uh fly paths, these are commercial flights leaving out of JFK that night for Mexico city. They stopped in Miami and Dallas."

"None of them stop in Maken."

"No. No. No commercial flights. Maken is a hub for a DGLE package delivery service."

"So Woody shipped his phone and bought himself two days?"

"He'd be a very clever personal trainer," Goren was clearly not buying it. It seemed too orchistrated. Woody didn't seem to be the type to function this way.

"Maybe money isn't the only thing his crime writer wife has given him."

"She's using her to get away. Or maybe she thinks he's coming back."

"Her blinders are off and she's on the case."

My gut was right, her affect is wrong. The Captain strung us along with her account. You played him and wasted our time.

"What about your blinders. You know she's lying to you. She used her connections to department to lead us around from day one, Sir." Goren ended the sentiment respectfully knowing he was on probabtion after just coming back.

"Kathy has been a good friend and a colleague for 20 years."

"Then, you knew her ex-husband Judge Feld. The obits were sketchy on his place of death," Eames pressed.

"There's a reason for that." Captain Ross led them into his office and closed the door. "Judge Feld died one morning in a fleabag motel under circumstances that were never made public."

"How old was the prostitute?" Eames spoke. She saw her fair share of these kind of cases during her work in Vice.

"Let's just say the combined ages of both boys were short of 40."

"Oh she really can pick them, can she? NYPD covered it up?"

"Judge Feld had a teenage daughter from an earlier marriage and we didn't want to put her through that."

"And the Judge cheated on her and so did Woody and they're both dead," Goren firmly pushed.

"What are you saying that she's a serial killer? Where are the bodies?"

"We don't have Woody's but we do have Judge Feld's. We'd need a court order to exhume it," Eames persuaded.

When the results came back that the Judge was spiked and killed by Kathy and she copped to the murder of Avery and Woody, the Captain was full of shame. He couldn't help but feeling like a fool.

Goren, having had outs with him, couldn't help but want to gloat. He was on high from solving the case, especially knowing his initial gut and read of her was right. He called out, "Captain!"

"Not right now. Not a word."

She watched Goren's demeanor change, wanting to antagonize the Captain. He never changes. Even now, with everything he went through, he still thinks of himself instead of what other people are going through. Victims, yes. Friends, colleagues, lovers, not so much. I thought I was getting through to him but that last display.

"Was that necessary?"

"Huh, what?"

"The Captain. It's not enough he was made to look like a fool by someone he cared about but you actually wanted to rub his face in it."

"No, Eames. I mean after all he put me through, he was the one who was ...ya know duped."

"It happens to the best of us."

"I'm sorry. I got carried away. I was just angry at the way everything played out and us."

"Yup."

"Do you believe me when I say I'm sorry? cause I really mean it."

"I think you're sorry but not the reason you should be."

"Is it that bad to work with me?"

"You gave thought to what I asked you to do?"

"Do you really want me gone?" Goren gave her a puppy dog look. He shifted his weight and let his hands drop to his side.

She just looked at him, flat face, "would you do it?"

He bit his lip then rang his hands, "I just got back."

"That's what I thought."

"No Eames, you are important to me. Probably the most important person in my life. I want to make this right. I never wanted to hurt you, to lose you."

"And yet, you did." With that, she walked away.