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"I can't tell you how happy I am that you're here." Olivia breathed into Elliot's shoulder. His arms wrapping around her the second he walked into the squad room. There were a few glares and sideways glances from her co-workers, but she could've cared less. She felt nearly all the stress leave her body in that one hug. "They've been in interrogation for nearly an hour."

"Talking about what?" Elliot asked, his eyebrows furrowed.

Olivia shook her head. "Nothing. She won't talk to anyone but us. Amanda has been badgering her." She crossed her arms over her chest. "i can't protect her, El. In this situation, i cannot protect her."

Elliot rubbed her arms, squeezing her upper arms reassuringly. "Things are going to be okay. We'll protect her as best we can, but we can't face the music for her." He shrugged slightly. "I learned that the hard way." He kissed her forehead. "She only wants to talk to us, huh?"

"Yeah," Olivia breathed. "She's been strong too. Amanda's been screaming at her. It's hard, but I can't blame her. I want to scream at her for getting into this, but she did it to keep from being homeless."

Elliot ran his hand down his face, rubbing his chin. "What evidence does Amanda have to show that Gemma is apart of all of this?"

Olivia sighed. "I'm not sure, but, when she accused Gemma, she didn't deny it. She just said she could explain." She glanced back towards the interrogation room where Gemma was being held. "We can't question her alone. I hate to say the words, but it's a conflict of interest."

Elliot raised his eyebrows. "Pretty sure we've been a conflict of interest since the beginning of our partnership, but okay." He rested his hand on the small of her back. "After you."

Olivia stood next to Elliot outside of the interrogation room as Amanda paced between them and Fin, her rant now reaching it's tenth minute.

"You're fucking daughter is a prostitute." Amanda nearly spat. "She has sex for money, and you're defending her! I get she's your daughter in all, but, Liv, she's involved in this. Who knows how many girls have been brought into this because of her. She didn't even get caught in this business because of a boyfriend. She went into it willingly."

Olivia held up her hands. "Okay, let's get one thing straight. My daughter did not do this willingly. She did it to keep her apartment and put food on the table. She was desperate. She went down the wrong road. I get what this job is. I've been in this unit longer than anybody." Elliot raised his eyebrows, catching Olivia's eyes. "I've gained up on you since you left." She turned back to Amanda. "She's a victim, Amanda. Have you seen her mugshots? Her medical records. Broken bones, some that probably should've been handled with surgery. Black eyes, one report even said the doctors thought she had endured some sort of torture."

"And, she's putting other girls through the same cycle." Amanda shot back. "Blood or not, she's guilty."

Fin stepped forward, standing between the two women. "I think we need a moment to cool off. We're not getting anywhere." He turned to Olivia. "I will sit in with you. She'll only talk to the two of you. She wants to explain herself. This is the only way."

Amanda's eyes widened. "Why you? I got the call for this case. I found the evidence."

"Like she is going to talk in front of you after you screamed at her for over an hour." Fin retorted. He huffed out a breath. "Look, Amanda, I get you're mad about Liv not telling us about having a kid. I'm mad too, especially at the asshole who's her father. But, we can't take it out on a girl who has been put through sex trafficking. We know how the business works. If she didn't bring in new people, it wouldn't have ended well for her."

Amanda glared at all three of them. Her eyes softened slightly though when she looked at Fin a third time. She turned her gaze to Gemma. "Fine, question her. But, I'm watching. Gemma has information that could help us bring down an entire ring here in New York."

"Agreed." Olivia stated before resting her hand on the doorknob of the interrogation room. "Now, I want to talk to my daughter. So, if you two boys are ready."

Gemma glanced between both her parents, not really paying much attention to Fin who sat at the end of the table. She had her arms crossed over her chest, her teeth biting into her lower lip. "You want to know everything?"

"We need to know." Olivia corrected her. "This isn't just about you. There are hundreds of girls in this city who could be saved because of the information you have."

"Plus, if you don't tell us, we can arrest you for concealing evidence and all the incriminating property we found on you the first time." Fin added in. He shrugged when Gemma's stare turned to him. "Start with who Eric is."

Gemma sighed and ran a hand through her hair, leaning forward to rest against the table. "He's my partner of sorts. He's close with Jimmy. Since Danny 'bought' me out, I had to keep a lower profile with him. So, Jimmy assigned Eric to bring messages between the two of us when we couldn't meet face to face."

"What about Dale?" Olivia asked. "How does he tie into all of this?"

Gemma rolled her eyes. "He's just a murder victim who hasn't been shot yet. He's Eric's best friend, but he's as dumb as a doornail. He helps recruit girls for Eric, but he doesn't know this all comes back to Jimmy. He thinks this operation is just a few dozen girls. Side cash for a rainy day. He has no clue how wide spread Jimmy's circle really is."

"What happened when you first joined?" Elliot asked, his eyebrows furrowing together as he clenched his hands together with white knuckles.

"Uh," Gemma gulped, "I was informed I would have to be broken in. Jimmy was my handler. He had his take. Then once I passed his inspection, I was sent to a couple of the big guys. They're only in the city a few days a year, and we never know when they're coming." She glanced at Fin. "Once I passed all their, I guess, tests, I was sent to this warehouse. It's basically one giant brothel. It was horrible. They let the weirdest people in there, and, unless they hit you, what they want is fair game. If you can't take it, you're punished."

Olivia felt her stomach drop, but she needed to ask. "How?"

Gemma met Olivia's eyes. "Depends on how committed you want to be." She looked down at her hands. "Since I wanted to keep that part of my life a secret from my live in boyfriend, they only used methods that wouldn't leave marks." She sucked in a deep breath. "I was there for a week. Twenty-four seven you have to keep your legs open. After the third day, they started shooting us up with antibiotics to fight off any diseases these creeps had and heroine to help numb us."

"They gave the men cocaine, didn't they?" Fin asked. Gemma nodded, looking over at him.

Elliot glanced between the two. "What does that do?"

Gemma shrugged. "Makes the guys horny. Makes them finish faster. They get hooked on the drug. They buy more. Quicker sex, more time for other customers. It was literally a place for the Devil to worship and sit on a pile of money."

"What do you do now?" Olivia asked.

Gemma played with her fingers. "I'm more of an escort now. You pay to be the boyfriend. All the guys who want an escort are checked out. If they're clean, they can rent a relationship for fifteen grand a month." She smiled sadly. "You just have to follow their schedules and listen for the commands from their sick heads."

Fin frowned. "Well, you haven't been anywhere with anyone this month."

"Jimmy heard about my arrest and Dale's. He's after Dale now, but he just told me to lay low until the next round comes." Gemma breathed. She looked between her parents. "But, I can get to Jimmy anytime I want."

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