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Captain Cragen, Dr. Huang, Detective Benson, Detective Stabler, and Casey Novak stood outside the two-way mirror, watching their suspect. This Horace guy was scum. Putting this piece of insert profanity here behind bars should have been a lot easier than it had been. Apparently even scum could get a good lawyer. This one had Casey up to her neck in paperwork, spending every spare minute in chambers arguing with him. They would need a confession, and that was going to be next to impossible with this inconveniently intelligent imbecile sitting there whispering to him.
"I hate lawyers," Elliot muttered.
Casey glanced at him.
"So what d'you suggest?" Detective Stabler turned to Dr. Huang.
"Well, he's threatened by men. In his mind, women are inferior so they pose less of a threat." Olivia rolled her eyes. What an ass, he'll find out who's inferior. "Olivia, it might be best if you went in alone. If he feels threatened by a woman he might break. He'll want to prove his manhood."
Olivia walked in. A scruffy-looking Horace sat beside a clean-cut attorney. Olivia walked up to Horace, and crouched down so they were nose to nose. "Raping a drugged defenseless woman make you feel like a big man?" she taunted.
Horace opened his mouth to talk, but his lawyer cut him off. "Don't say anything." The suspect flashed Olivia his best smile. "I think you've got your facts wrong, sweetheart."
Through clenched teeth, Olivia persisted, "You're probably right. I mean, a big guy like you wouldn't have to drug a woman. A guy your size would be able to hold her down."
The lawyer continued his mantra. "Don't say anything. Don't say anything."
"A guy like you? Nah, you don't need drugs." She was satisfied to see a vein pulsing in this guy's neck. She was getting to him. "A poor, weak woman?" She shoved her face up close, staring him straight in the eyes. "Never."
He was out of his chair, overturning the table. His fist flew at her, and she ducked, and shoved him against the wall. "You son of a bitch." He spat in her face as she pinned him to the wall.
Outside the glass, the stunned onlookers thought to intervene. Just as Stabler and Cragen were about to run in, they heard something that stopped them for a second.
"I'll kill you just like I killed her, bitch. You want a play by play? I drugged her, raped her, and stabbed her in the chest." They ran in, noting, not without some humor, that the attorney was unconscious on the floor. Apparently he had sustained a blow to the head when Horace had stood up and knocked the table over. Olivia still had Horace pinned, and Cragen and Stabler had to drag her away.
As Elliot restrained Horace and Casey called for paramedics on her cell phone, help rushed to the scene, and Cragen was able to motion Olivia after him into his office. Casey and Huang exchanged a glance as they watched them walk away.
After he had entrusted immediate care of the situation to other hands, Elliot caught Olivia as she exited Cragen's office.
"You tell him?"
"Yeah."
Elliot waited.
"He said to keep working if I had to, but take it easy."
"Right."
As they watched Horace's attorney being carried out on a stretcher, Casey looked at Huang.
"What just happened?"
He gazed, pensive, at Cragen's office door, then glanced back at her without a word.
Olivia grabbed the purse sitting on her bed. It was almost over. Soon her nightmare would end. She was a cab ride away from freedom, but the thought of what she had to do to achieve it offered little comfort.
Jim Owens took a deep breath and dialed her number.
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