Little Girl Lost 5
6:37 A. M.
The Crib
Elliot adjusted his tie and tried to look as though he hadn't slept in his clothes all night. When Munch finally spoke up. "How are Kathy and the kids doing?" "Good, the kids are good." He said. " And Kathy, you know the marriage, what is it now almost 20 years?" "Yeah, we're fine." The truth was they weren't. When he had come home last night the kids had been happy to see him. He had told them he had just gotten a very bed case. He didn't give details but warned them he would probably be staying in the city and working overtime. Kathleen, his second oldest child who was now 17, had been very supportive. She even said she would bring Elizabeth and Dickey to visit after school, bring him lunch and some clothes. The kids seemed to understand his work even though he never really talked about it. They knew that he was trying to help people and they were proud of him for that. If only his wife could be so understanding. The moment the kids were out of earshot she had stated in on him. Lately that's all she ever did. After she was done she asked if he was coming to bed he had said no that he was going to sleep on the couch. She just turned and went up the stairs without another word. He had sat down on the couch with the intention of getting some much-needed rest, but his brain wouldn't shut off. He started thinking about the girl, which then led him to think about Olivia. He could still remember the look in her eyes; it had been a long time since someone had looked at him like that, with desire and love hewanted to kiss her and probably would have if they hadn't been interrupted, but he was married. If you want to call what he and Kathy had at the moment a marriage. He had never stepped out on his wife he knew the guilt would kill him. So why didn't he fell guilty about his feelings for Olivia? He checked his watch; she would certainly still be at work dispite what she said about leaving right after him. He picked up his keys and headed back to work stopping at an all night bakery on his way. She had still been there all right, but unlike Kathy she had been happy to see him. And truth be told he was glad to be spending a night on the couch with her in the Crib instead of in a house that was no longer home.
Munch had seen through the lie about Kathy and finally asked the question that was on his mind. "Is there something going on between you and Olivia?" "What?! Why would you even ask that, I'm a married man." "It just seems that you two are getting to be extra close on this case." "It's a bad case, and we're partners we're supposed to help each other deal. You and Fin do the same thing." " Fin and I don't hold hands underneath tables and sleep together on couches." "I have never cheated on my wife." " I know, but just because you haven't doesn't nessaceraily mean you don't want to." Elliot just stood there with his mouth agape he had no defense for what Munch had just said. Frankly because it was true. Before anything else could be said Olivia opened the door. " El, were going to be late. Let's go. You can drink this on the way." She handed him a travel mug of the coffee she had just made. Without another word they left for the LAB.
8:45 A. M.
DHS Office
Bill Miles from the LAB had done more than just digitize a tape. He had also given them stills of all the men in the video, with the exception her the girl's father who never stepped infant of the camera. He also had sent them to every police station in New York. It would only be a matter of time before they got a hit. Evil can't hide in the shadows forever. It eventually has to come out into the light. Daddy dearest might not have been seen on film but those men knew whom he was and no doubt they would beg to cut a deal. Giving him up to save their own asses.
The elevator opened and the detectives stepped out. Anyone looking at them knew they meant business. Olivia was carrying a laptop and Elliot carried all the pictures. They steeped up to the receptionist desk. "We need to speak with Amy Smyth." Elliot said as politely as he could muster. Carol James the receptionist smiled a kind smile. "She's with someone did you have an appointment?" Olivia pulled out her badge and held it infront of Carol's face. "Yes, here's my appointment card." She said sternly indicating her badge. "We want to see her now!" Carol picked up the phone and spoke hastily into it. As she hung up the door to one of the offices behind her opened. Amy looked completely flustered. " I am trying to help someone if…"Olivia cut her off. "Yeah, I wonder what your boss will think of the job you're doing when we show him this." She opened the laptop and hit play. " What will you say when he ask you why you didn't help her or us. That you were just too busy to take 5 minutes out of your schedule and talk to us." Amy was speechless the monitor was still playing. Her handover her mouth so she wouldn't scream. "Would you like to see what can happen to this girl in the space of 5 minutes, there is over 7 hours of this maybe you need to see more to convince you it's worth your time?" Elliot put a hand on Olivia's arm as a sign to pull back a little. She stopped her berrage and let out a breath. "No, Please shut it off." Amy pleaded. She was crying now. "I didn't know, well what I mean is I didn't have any proof and he a very powerful man. Everyone knows that girl is disturbed, we all thought she was making it up! I'm so Sorry." She was sobbing now. Olivia and Elliot would consider being sympathetic later. "Who is she?" Olivia heart was beating a mile a minute finally they were getting somewhere." Who is she? She repeated more sternly. "Her name is Grace."