Hey all this is Bob! This will be the final chapter…no just kidding. Um, well I'm going to try something new in this chapter, I've gotten a lot of constructive criticism about the story. And no, I wasn't offended, I like to get criticism, as long as it isn't "That was so lousy you need to stop writing" i mean, I don'tknow anyone who likes that kind of criticism. Well here we go with chapter six!
Chapter 6:
SVU squad room
One Police Plaza
New York, New York
April 20, 2006
"Is the brother still a possibility?" Olivia asked, rubbing her temples. Dr. George Huang stood in the center in his usual straight backed stance.
"It might be. If this man was his supplier, Samuel could have given him his sister as payment."
"We won't know till we talk to Mrs. Larkman." Liv slumped back in her chair.
"I just don't see this kid offering up his sister as collateral to a drug dealer. She's his sister." Elliot sighed. He hated cases when a kid was the perp.
"Why would a kid who's not strung out sell his sister? It doesn't make sense!" Cameron exclaimed.
"Pressure," Huang stated calmly. "Fear. He's terrified for his life. He doesn't expect to really hurt her but she's an easy way out." None of the detectives understood him.
"When I was a kid my brother tried to kill me," Cameron said in a mix of seriousness and sarcasm. "But he wouldn't sell me!"
"We still gotta check it out," Fin spoke up.
"I agree," said Cragen, who up until this point stood around listening to his detectives. "Liv, Elliot, go talk to the Larkmans. Fin and Cameron try to locate the supplier." They nodded. Cragen walked back to his office. Elliot went to grab his and Olivia's coats. Fin and Cam were out the door.
"Do you know how we're going to find this guy?"
"I used to work in Narcotics. I got a couple informants."
"Good to know."
"Hey George," Olivia said while Elliot was away. Huang turned back towards her. "Can I talk to you for a second?"
"Sure, what's up?" Liv walked closer to him.
"Detective Holiday was almost raped yesterday." Huang's eyes widened in shock. "But, she's acting like nothing happened. I was wondering if you could talk to her."
"I could try but I doubt she will. She's in shock she'll try to deny it. and I doubt she'll talk to me when she doesn't know me."
"But you'll try."
"Of course."
"Hey," Elliot said loudly behind them. Liv turned to face him. "We leaving?" Olivia nodded.
"Yeah, let's go." And they headed out of the squad room.
Elliot knocked on the Larkman's door. Mrs. Larkman answered. She kept the door closed except for the small spot where you could see only half of the woman's face.
"Can I help you?"
"Hi Mrs. Larkman, It's detective Benson, do you remember me?" Olivia paused a moment to give Mrs. Larkman time to respond. She didn't. "I'm working on Lisa's case. I brought my partner. This is detective Stabler."
"What do you mean, "Lisa's case?""
"Lisa's kidnapping." Olivia was confused. She didn't understand what was wrong with Mrs. Larkman.
"What are you talking about? Lisa wasn't kidnapped!" Elliot shared in Olivia's confusion.
"Mrs. Larkman," Elliot began. "We saw Lisa get kidnapped."
"We informed you of it several days ago."
"No, no you didn't! Lisa is here!" Olivia and Elliot were even more confused. Mrs. Larkman turned away from them.
"No, you pay them no mind sweetie. They've obviously got the wrong house." She turned back towards them. "You have the wrong house as you can obviously tell. Lisa is right here! She just spoke to me. Now go away and leave us alone!" She slammed the door in their faces. Elliot and Olivia stood back shocked.
"What was that about?" Olivia asked as they walked down the steps.
"I don't know. Maybe she's hallucinating. She doesn't want to think her daughter's gone so she pretends she's not."
"That's not it." The two turned around to come face to face with Samuel Larkman. He had opened the door and stepped outside.
"Sam, what are you doing?" Elliot asked.
"She's really beat up about it, you know?" He looked down ashamed.
"Sam, if you have something to tell us, you know you can trust us."
"She's stop taking her pills."
Elliot was even more confused. "Pills?"
"Loxapine."
Elliot paused as the information sunk in. "Your mother has schizophrenia."
Fin and Cam walked up to Tony, a known drug dealer of Chinatown. One of Fins' informants.
"Hey Tony!" He called. The kid in front of Tony ran as fast as he could. Neither of the cops tried to catch him. They really didn't care about a teenage druggie. That was Narcotics' job.
"Hey man, why you gotta do that?"
"I'm looking for someone."
"Wanna tell me who?"
"I don't know."
"Well then I can't help you," Tony started to walk away. Fin was about to grab him, but Cam got to him first. She grabbed him by the shirt collar and thrust him into a wall. Even Fin flinched when he heard the sound.
"Damn, woman!"
"Listen here you little punk! I am not in a good mood today. An eight year old girl is missing and we're trying to find her! Do me a favor and cooperate and maybe I won't beat you to a bloody pulp!" Tony was terrified. He decided not to mess with this girl.
"What do you know about the guy?" Cam let go, and stepped back towards Fin. She crossed her arms.
"He's a supplier. Violent."
"That describes half the guys I know. Hair color? Eye color?"
"We don't know. He works with a kid named Sam Larkman."
"Larkman?"
"Yeah, you know him?"
"Tucker's guy."
"Tucker?"
"Bryce. Bryce Tucker. Big name. He supplies to a lot a the guys here. He lives back in Manhattan. Upper East Side."
"He a rich guy?"
"Trust fund baby. CEO a some company."
"Thanks," he and Cam headed back towards Fin's car.
"Fin!" Tony called. Fin turned back around. Cam followed suit.
"Be careful! I hear Tucker's got a hit out on the kid!
I'm really guessing here! I don't know, I can't remember where the squad room is on the top of my head.
Hey! That was chapter six! Tell me what you think! I know, a lot of dialog. But hey! Munch didn't die in the chapter! That's a plus! Relax all, I probably won't kill Munch, but he might not come back for the case. After all he was shot near the heart and had a heart attack. Feedback please! Alright see ya-Bob.