16th Precinct
SVU Squadroom
April 12th, 2004
8:21 PM
"You guys get any hits from the partial plate?" Cragen asked, standing behind Olivia to look at her computer. George Huang came up as well, standing next to Cragen as well. Cragen decided to ignore the fact Munch and Fin were arguing over the coffee filters again.
Olivia turned the computer so Elliot could see the screen as well. The intense detective leaned forward, intently studying the screen. "Well, we've found six black Buick Centuries with the letters LEX as the first three digits. Two are registered to single white women, so that leaves four possible suspects. Believe it or not, three of the owners have rap sheets," Olivia said.
"For rape?" Cragen asked, surprised as he looked at the screen closer.
"No," Olivia said, sighing slightly. "We can't get it that easy. Andrew Wald, age 31, was arrested for robbing a liquor store at age 22. He's out for good behavior after serving a six year term. Lawrence Long, 23, was arrested three months ago for stealing a leather jacket from Bloomingdale's. He's serving three years in jail. Finally, John Carter, age 29, was arrested but cleared for attempted murder seven years ago."
"Are you looking at either Wald or Carter for the crime?" Cragen asked.
"Well, I'm thinking Carter. The perp has been branding his vics with the letters J.C. and Carter has an arrest for attempted murder on his sheet," Elliot said after thinking for a moment, leaning back in his chair and lacing his fingers behind his head.
"I don't know," Huang spoke up suddenly, his quiet voice gaining attention the second he spoke. Fin and Munch heard him speak up and abandoned the argument they were having to listen as well.
"Why's that, Doc?" Elliot asked curiously.
Huang was quiet for a minute, gathering his ideas, and then said thoughtfully, "The rapist has been shocking his victims so they cannot fight back while he rapes them. As a result, he has complete control over them. My guess is that the man is branding his victims because, in a criminal sense, once he rapes them and murders them, he owns them."
"But why the letters J.C.?" Munch asked.
"Do me a favor, Olivia. Check to see where Wald went to college and what his major was," Huang requested.
Olivia turned to her computer, punching in a few keys. She turned back around, telling Huang, "He went to New York University and graduated with a degree in Theology."
"I figured it was something like that," Huang said to himself, thinking hard. The four detectives and Cragen looked at each other, then back to Huang. The psychiatrist snapped out of his trance and said, "My guess is that Wald considers himself Godly and can have anything he wants."
"That's great and all, but where does the J.C. come in?" Fin asked impatiently, echoing his partner's question.
"Think. Who has the initials that are J.C. and holy?" Huang said.
Olivia and Elliot looked at each other, realization dawning at the same time. "Jesus Christ," they said together.
"You think it's possible?" Cragen asked Huang, somewhat doubtfully.
"Very," the psychiatrist replied, shrugging his shoulders.
"Okay. Olivia, you and Elliot go talk to Wald. Fin, Munch, go talk to Carter," Cragen ordered after thinking it over. Huang was usually right on the money and this was their best lead. The four detectives nodded, choosing not to mention the time to Cragen, knowing they had a duty to fulfill and had hope for finding the perp.
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Andrew Wald's Apartment April 12th, 2004 8:49 PM
Olivia rang the doorbell for the fourth time, resisting the urge to put her fist through the door. Elliot saw her frustration and reached over, grabbing her hand in his.
"Hey," he said gently. "Punching his door down isn't going to do us any good."
Olivia frowned, pulling her hand away. "I don't even want to know how you knew that's what I was thinking." Not getting a response, she grumbled, "I know the son of a bitch is in there." She aggressively jabbed the buzzer one last time. After a few more moments, she sighed and said, "Let's go, Elliot."
Elliot allowed his partner to walk to front of him, then followed her. "Liv," he called hesitatingly. She turned, and Elliot was surprised to see tears in her eyes. "Hey," he whispered, reaching up to wipe a tear away, "We'll get him, Liv."
"I know," she sniffled slightly, brushing at her eyes. "It just pisses me off sometimes."
"Me too, honey," Elliot soothed. Seeing she was shivering slightly, he asked, "How about we head back?"
Olivia started to answer, but a figure moving towards them caught her attention. "Elliot. Three o'clock."
"That's Andrew Wald," Elliot confirmed, joining Olivia as she strode toward the large man holding a bag and fumbling for his eyes. "Shit," Elliot mumbled to himself when he saw the set look on Olivia's face. She was in kick-ass mode. He had seen perps get the better of her when she was ready to fight. Normally he found his partner's mean streak somewhat amusing, though he would never tell her that out of fear of getting his own ass kicked. However, Andrew Wald was big. He was at least a foot taller then Elliot and must have weighed 275 pounds. "Liv," he started, only to sigh when he saw her come up behind him.
"Andrew Wald?" Olivia asked in her most authorative tone.
The man looked at Olivia skeptically, then asked scornfully, "Who the hell wants to know?"
"NYPD," Elliot chimed in, holding his badge. Before he could even tell Wald he wanted to ask him some questions, the man threw his bag at Elliot, shoved him, and ran. Olivia attempted to grab him, but missed, and immediately took off after him with a worried glance at Elliot, her long legs carrying her a good distance before Elliot was even on his feet.
"Shit," he cursed again, Wald and Olivia disappearing around a corner. He took off in a sprint, sending up a prayer for God to watch over his partner.
Olivia was running, doing her best to keep up with Wald. She felt bad for leaving Elliot but Wald was acting suspicious and this might have been their only chance to question him; however, she knew Elliot was alright. Olivia pushed Elliot out of her mind, pushing herself harder when she saw Wald slowing down slightly.
With a small roar, she leapt on his back, her momentum sending Wald and herself to the ground. She ignored the feeling of gravel tearing into her knees and thighs as she rolled off him and drew her weapon, only to have Wald quickly knock it from her hands and under a dumpster.
Olivia fought back a scream as his hand came toward her face, using her instincts to roll away from the larger man. Wald fell off balance and to his knees, his back towards Olivia as she scrambled to her feet, searching frantically for her weapon. She knew that she had no chance at winning a fistfight with the man. Olivia was already regretting picking a fight with him.
Olivia glanced up in time to see a metal pipe quickly swinging toward her head. She quickly brought her hand up, ducking, feeling the air go by the top of her head from the force of his swing. She didn't have time to think as he swung the pipe again, harder, this time the metal object striking her in the wrist .Olivia moaned in pain as she sunk to her knees, oblivious to the gravel tearing into her knees even more so as she pressed her injured limb to her abdomen, cradling it. Stars burst in front of her eyes from the instantaneous pain and she nearly blacked out when she saw the bone protruding from her left wrist.
Olivia gasped for air, the chase and broken bone causing her to fall on her side. Tears sprung to her eyes as she looked up, seeing Andrew Wald holding a gun in his hand.
Olivia didn't have time to move as he fired the weapon. She winced, waiting for the bullet to hit her.
However, she only felt a prick in her shoulder. Olivia didn't have any time to react before he squeezed the trigger again, sending a jolt through her entire body.
The last thing she heard was her partner's terrified voice, yelling her name.
Then, she blacked out completely.
~/~
End Part 4.
I love cliffhangers. LoL
"You guys get any hits from the partial plate?" Cragen asked, standing behind Olivia to look at her computer. George Huang came up as well, standing next to Cragen as well. Cragen decided to ignore the fact Munch and Fin were arguing over the coffee filters again.
Olivia turned the computer so Elliot could see the screen as well. The intense detective leaned forward, intently studying the screen. "Well, we've found six black Buick Centuries with the letters LEX as the first three digits. Two are registered to single white women, so that leaves four possible suspects. Believe it or not, three of the owners have rap sheets," Olivia said.
"For rape?" Cragen asked, surprised as he looked at the screen closer.
"No," Olivia said, sighing slightly. "We can't get it that easy. Andrew Wald, age 31, was arrested for robbing a liquor store at age 22. He's out for good behavior after serving a six year term. Lawrence Long, 23, was arrested three months ago for stealing a leather jacket from Bloomingdale's. He's serving three years in jail. Finally, John Carter, age 29, was arrested but cleared for attempted murder seven years ago."
"Are you looking at either Wald or Carter for the crime?" Cragen asked.
"Well, I'm thinking Carter. The perp has been branding his vics with the letters J.C. and Carter has an arrest for attempted murder on his sheet," Elliot said after thinking for a moment, leaning back in his chair and lacing his fingers behind his head.
"I don't know," Huang spoke up suddenly, his quiet voice gaining attention the second he spoke. Fin and Munch heard him speak up and abandoned the argument they were having to listen as well.
"Why's that, Doc?" Elliot asked curiously.
Huang was quiet for a minute, gathering his ideas, and then said thoughtfully, "The rapist has been shocking his victims so they cannot fight back while he rapes them. As a result, he has complete control over them. My guess is that the man is branding his victims because, in a criminal sense, once he rapes them and murders them, he owns them."
"But why the letters J.C.?" Munch asked.
"Do me a favor, Olivia. Check to see where Wald went to college and what his major was," Huang requested.
Olivia turned to her computer, punching in a few keys. She turned back around, telling Huang, "He went to New York University and graduated with a degree in Theology."
"I figured it was something like that," Huang said to himself, thinking hard. The four detectives and Cragen looked at each other, then back to Huang. The psychiatrist snapped out of his trance and said, "My guess is that Wald considers himself Godly and can have anything he wants."
"That's great and all, but where does the J.C. come in?" Fin asked impatiently, echoing his partner's question.
"Think. Who has the initials that are J.C. and holy?" Huang said.
Olivia and Elliot looked at each other, realization dawning at the same time. "Jesus Christ," they said together.
"You think it's possible?" Cragen asked Huang, somewhat doubtfully.
"Very," the psychiatrist replied, shrugging his shoulders.
"Okay. Olivia, you and Elliot go talk to Wald. Fin, Munch, go talk to Carter," Cragen ordered after thinking it over. Huang was usually right on the money and this was their best lead. The four detectives nodded, choosing not to mention the time to Cragen, knowing they had a duty to fulfill and had hope for finding the perp.
~/~
Andrew Wald's Apartment April 12th, 2004 8:49 PM
Olivia rang the doorbell for the fourth time, resisting the urge to put her fist through the door. Elliot saw her frustration and reached over, grabbing her hand in his.
"Hey," he said gently. "Punching his door down isn't going to do us any good."
Olivia frowned, pulling her hand away. "I don't even want to know how you knew that's what I was thinking." Not getting a response, she grumbled, "I know the son of a bitch is in there." She aggressively jabbed the buzzer one last time. After a few more moments, she sighed and said, "Let's go, Elliot."
Elliot allowed his partner to walk to front of him, then followed her. "Liv," he called hesitatingly. She turned, and Elliot was surprised to see tears in her eyes. "Hey," he whispered, reaching up to wipe a tear away, "We'll get him, Liv."
"I know," she sniffled slightly, brushing at her eyes. "It just pisses me off sometimes."
"Me too, honey," Elliot soothed. Seeing she was shivering slightly, he asked, "How about we head back?"
Olivia started to answer, but a figure moving towards them caught her attention. "Elliot. Three o'clock."
"That's Andrew Wald," Elliot confirmed, joining Olivia as she strode toward the large man holding a bag and fumbling for his eyes. "Shit," Elliot mumbled to himself when he saw the set look on Olivia's face. She was in kick-ass mode. He had seen perps get the better of her when she was ready to fight. Normally he found his partner's mean streak somewhat amusing, though he would never tell her that out of fear of getting his own ass kicked. However, Andrew Wald was big. He was at least a foot taller then Elliot and must have weighed 275 pounds. "Liv," he started, only to sigh when he saw her come up behind him.
"Andrew Wald?" Olivia asked in her most authorative tone.
The man looked at Olivia skeptically, then asked scornfully, "Who the hell wants to know?"
"NYPD," Elliot chimed in, holding his badge. Before he could even tell Wald he wanted to ask him some questions, the man threw his bag at Elliot, shoved him, and ran. Olivia attempted to grab him, but missed, and immediately took off after him with a worried glance at Elliot, her long legs carrying her a good distance before Elliot was even on his feet.
"Shit," he cursed again, Wald and Olivia disappearing around a corner. He took off in a sprint, sending up a prayer for God to watch over his partner.
Olivia was running, doing her best to keep up with Wald. She felt bad for leaving Elliot but Wald was acting suspicious and this might have been their only chance to question him; however, she knew Elliot was alright. Olivia pushed Elliot out of her mind, pushing herself harder when she saw Wald slowing down slightly.
With a small roar, she leapt on his back, her momentum sending Wald and herself to the ground. She ignored the feeling of gravel tearing into her knees and thighs as she rolled off him and drew her weapon, only to have Wald quickly knock it from her hands and under a dumpster.
Olivia fought back a scream as his hand came toward her face, using her instincts to roll away from the larger man. Wald fell off balance and to his knees, his back towards Olivia as she scrambled to her feet, searching frantically for her weapon. She knew that she had no chance at winning a fistfight with the man. Olivia was already regretting picking a fight with him.
Olivia glanced up in time to see a metal pipe quickly swinging toward her head. She quickly brought her hand up, ducking, feeling the air go by the top of her head from the force of his swing. She didn't have time to think as he swung the pipe again, harder, this time the metal object striking her in the wrist .Olivia moaned in pain as she sunk to her knees, oblivious to the gravel tearing into her knees even more so as she pressed her injured limb to her abdomen, cradling it. Stars burst in front of her eyes from the instantaneous pain and she nearly blacked out when she saw the bone protruding from her left wrist.
Olivia gasped for air, the chase and broken bone causing her to fall on her side. Tears sprung to her eyes as she looked up, seeing Andrew Wald holding a gun in his hand.
Olivia didn't have time to move as he fired the weapon. She winced, waiting for the bullet to hit her.
However, she only felt a prick in her shoulder. Olivia didn't have any time to react before he squeezed the trigger again, sending a jolt through her entire body.
The last thing she heard was her partner's terrified voice, yelling her name.
Then, she blacked out completely.
~/~
End Part 4.
I love cliffhangers. LoL