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Savannah sipped on the tea, grimaced and put it down. "What's in that stuff?"
Blair opened his mouth to answer, but Savannah held up a hand. "Never mind I don't want to know."
"Come on Savannah, stop stalling," Jim said seriously.
The young woman sighed. "It's a long story are you sure you want to here it?"
Jim nodded.
"My mom, she was a big drug addict. Her drug of choice was heroine. I mostly took care of everything. I was working since I was fourteen." She sighed. "Um when I was seventeen she got into some real trouble. She owed a lot of money of money to this dealer." Savannah's voice was quivering. "He was going to kill her so I cut a deal with him. I'd work for him if he left her alone."
"He accepted?" Jim asked.
Savannah nodded. "He figured that me selling for him was better than killing my mom and getting nothing."
"So you've been selling drugs since you were sixteen?" Blair asked.
"It's not something I'm proud of okay!" She said angrily. "I didn't want to do it, but if I didn't he was going to kill my mom!"
"So what happened that he wants to kill you?" Jim asked.
She wrapped her arms around herself. "He um, I mean."
Jim put a hand on her shoulder and she flinched. "It's all right. Just tell us."
Savannah pulled herself from Jims grip and wrapped her arms around herself. "He gave me some stuff to sell. He said I had to meet this guy, a regular client. So I went and I gave him the stuff." She began crying. She looked at both men almost hysterically. "I didn't know he'd poisoned it. I swear. The g-g-guy he injected himself and t-t-then." She trailed off and started sobbing uncontrollably.
Jim and Blair exchanged a glance. Savannah took a few seconds to pull herself together.
"I..I ran after that," She sniffled. "I couldn't go back."
"But?" Jim coaxed.
"But he has a lot of friends and they found me."
"Is that what happened to your back?" Blair asked.
"What are you talking about?" She asked.
"Come on Savannah," Blair said. "We both saw what happened when you're back touched Jim's chest."
She looked down. "I'm fine."
"Then you won't mind if we take a look," Jim said.
She jumped off the couch. "No!"
"We're not going to hurt you," The Sentinel said.
Savannah backed up. "Am I going to go to jail?" She asked.
"No," Blair immediately answered. "I mean it wasn't you're fault. Right Jim?"
Savannah and Blair both looked at him.
"Chief I can't promise that. I mean honestly I should take her down town right now."
Savannah shook her head. "I knew I shouldn't have come here."
"Look Savannah, I'm going to do everything I can to help you," Jim told her standing up.
"Yeah sending me to jail is going to help."
"I didn't say I was going to arrest you did I?"
She crossed her arms over her chest and shook her head.
"All right, let me see what I can do. First thing I need to know is the name of the guy who's after you."
"No way! If he knew I turned him in he wouldn't just kill me, he'd torture me before he killed me!"
"Look Savannah, I'm not going to let this guy touch you okay? I can't protect you from him if I don't know who he is."
Savannah turned away from them. She didn't know what to do. He was after all a cop. She couldn't trust him. She couldn't truly trust anyone. Everyone in her life had betrayed her. Even so she didn't see what choice she had. It was either stay here with them or go out and deal with the people who were trying to kill her.
"Michael D'Angelo." She finally stated.
Blair gasped. "Michael Death D'Angelo?"
She nodded.
"He's the biggest drug lord in the tri-state area," Jim said. "We've been trying to nail him for months."
"I'm happy for you," She stated.
"If you testify against him we can put him away for good!" Jim exclaimed.
She didn't answer and kept her back to them.
"Savannah," Jim said.
She turned around.
"Let us help you."
She hugged herself tighter, but nodded.
"All right," Jim said. "Then let us start by seeing cleaning up your wounds all right?"
She nodded again. Jim walked behind her. Again he heard her heart speed up when he was close to her. She kept her arms crossed over her chest.
"Savannah I can't look at your back if you don't take off the jacket."
Slowly, she began to ease herself out of the jacket. Blair, who was still in front of her, saw the grimace on her face just from doing that. Jim helped her and took the jacket from her, draping it over the couch.
Jim lifted up the back of her shirt. "My god."
Blair walked around to see what Jim was at. He didn't say anything his jaw just dropped. There were numerous lashes, bruises, and welts all over her back. Some of them were fresh and some of them were scarred over.
"Did D'Angelo do that to you?" Blair asked.
She shrugged. "Some of it. Some of it his flunkies did."
"They get a kick out of beating you?" Jim asked.
She sighed. "It's what happens when you refuse to sell."
"So he forced you?" Blair questioned.
"After the first few beatings he doesn't have to force you."
"So if he hasn't had to force you in a while then what is the new bruising from?" Jim inquired.
Savannah pulled away from them. "He got bored every once in a while."
"Chief do me a favor and go get my robe from the bathroom."
"No problem." Blair said.
He went to the bathroom and came back a minute later with a black robe. Jim took it from him and walked over to Savannah.
"Here." Jim said holding out to her.
She took it from him and turned to face him. "What am I supposed to do with this."
"Go put it on so I can take care of your back."
Savannah threw it back at him. "I don't need you to play doctor. It's bad enough you're a cop."
"And I'm a cop who's going to take you to the hospital if you don't go in the bathroom and change," Jim said holding the robe out again.
Savannah sighed, took the robe and walked to the bathroom.
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Savannah sipped on the tea, grimaced and put it down. "What's in that stuff?"
Blair opened his mouth to answer, but Savannah held up a hand. "Never mind I don't want to know."
"Come on Savannah, stop stalling," Jim said seriously.
The young woman sighed. "It's a long story are you sure you want to here it?"
Jim nodded.
"My mom, she was a big drug addict. Her drug of choice was heroine. I mostly took care of everything. I was working since I was fourteen." She sighed. "Um when I was seventeen she got into some real trouble. She owed a lot of money of money to this dealer." Savannah's voice was quivering. "He was going to kill her so I cut a deal with him. I'd work for him if he left her alone."
"He accepted?" Jim asked.
Savannah nodded. "He figured that me selling for him was better than killing my mom and getting nothing."
"So you've been selling drugs since you were sixteen?" Blair asked.
"It's not something I'm proud of okay!" She said angrily. "I didn't want to do it, but if I didn't he was going to kill my mom!"
"So what happened that he wants to kill you?" Jim asked.
She wrapped her arms around herself. "He um, I mean."
Jim put a hand on her shoulder and she flinched. "It's all right. Just tell us."
Savannah pulled herself from Jims grip and wrapped her arms around herself. "He gave me some stuff to sell. He said I had to meet this guy, a regular client. So I went and I gave him the stuff." She began crying. She looked at both men almost hysterically. "I didn't know he'd poisoned it. I swear. The g-g-guy he injected himself and t-t-then." She trailed off and started sobbing uncontrollably.
Jim and Blair exchanged a glance. Savannah took a few seconds to pull herself together.
"I..I ran after that," She sniffled. "I couldn't go back."
"But?" Jim coaxed.
"But he has a lot of friends and they found me."
"Is that what happened to your back?" Blair asked.
"What are you talking about?" She asked.
"Come on Savannah," Blair said. "We both saw what happened when you're back touched Jim's chest."
She looked down. "I'm fine."
"Then you won't mind if we take a look," Jim said.
She jumped off the couch. "No!"
"We're not going to hurt you," The Sentinel said.
Savannah backed up. "Am I going to go to jail?" She asked.
"No," Blair immediately answered. "I mean it wasn't you're fault. Right Jim?"
Savannah and Blair both looked at him.
"Chief I can't promise that. I mean honestly I should take her down town right now."
Savannah shook her head. "I knew I shouldn't have come here."
"Look Savannah, I'm going to do everything I can to help you," Jim told her standing up.
"Yeah sending me to jail is going to help."
"I didn't say I was going to arrest you did I?"
She crossed her arms over her chest and shook her head.
"All right, let me see what I can do. First thing I need to know is the name of the guy who's after you."
"No way! If he knew I turned him in he wouldn't just kill me, he'd torture me before he killed me!"
"Look Savannah, I'm not going to let this guy touch you okay? I can't protect you from him if I don't know who he is."
Savannah turned away from them. She didn't know what to do. He was after all a cop. She couldn't trust him. She couldn't truly trust anyone. Everyone in her life had betrayed her. Even so she didn't see what choice she had. It was either stay here with them or go out and deal with the people who were trying to kill her.
"Michael D'Angelo." She finally stated.
Blair gasped. "Michael Death D'Angelo?"
She nodded.
"He's the biggest drug lord in the tri-state area," Jim said. "We've been trying to nail him for months."
"I'm happy for you," She stated.
"If you testify against him we can put him away for good!" Jim exclaimed.
She didn't answer and kept her back to them.
"Savannah," Jim said.
She turned around.
"Let us help you."
She hugged herself tighter, but nodded.
"All right," Jim said. "Then let us start by seeing cleaning up your wounds all right?"
She nodded again. Jim walked behind her. Again he heard her heart speed up when he was close to her. She kept her arms crossed over her chest.
"Savannah I can't look at your back if you don't take off the jacket."
Slowly, she began to ease herself out of the jacket. Blair, who was still in front of her, saw the grimace on her face just from doing that. Jim helped her and took the jacket from her, draping it over the couch.
Jim lifted up the back of her shirt. "My god."
Blair walked around to see what Jim was at. He didn't say anything his jaw just dropped. There were numerous lashes, bruises, and welts all over her back. Some of them were fresh and some of them were scarred over.
"Did D'Angelo do that to you?" Blair asked.
She shrugged. "Some of it. Some of it his flunkies did."
"They get a kick out of beating you?" Jim asked.
She sighed. "It's what happens when you refuse to sell."
"So he forced you?" Blair questioned.
"After the first few beatings he doesn't have to force you."
"So if he hasn't had to force you in a while then what is the new bruising from?" Jim inquired.
Savannah pulled away from them. "He got bored every once in a while."
"Chief do me a favor and go get my robe from the bathroom."
"No problem." Blair said.
He went to the bathroom and came back a minute later with a black robe. Jim took it from him and walked over to Savannah.
"Here." Jim said holding out to her.
She took it from him and turned to face him. "What am I supposed to do with this."
"Go put it on so I can take care of your back."
Savannah threw it back at him. "I don't need you to play doctor. It's bad enough you're a cop."
"And I'm a cop who's going to take you to the hospital if you don't go in the bathroom and change," Jim said holding the robe out again.
Savannah sighed, took the robe and walked to the bathroom.
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