Enmity:
Chapter 2: Renegade
They were back at the squad room, waiting the results from the lab. Daisy was tapping her fingers rapidly on her desk, and it started to get on Munch's nerves. Munch got up to get a drink, and on his way back he placed his hand over hers, silencing the rapid tapping. This did not sit well with Daisy.
"Thanks for assuming I can't understand what the word stop means," Daisy spat bitterly.
"Do I detect a hint of bitterness in your voice?" Munch asked with an amused smile. This was fun, getting under the new girl's skin.
"Now I see why you're a detective," she replied with bitter sarcasm and a false smile.
Munch shrugged off the remark, and figured it was best to leave well enough alone.
Olivia and Elliot stared at the new girl. They didn't like her. She was bitter, and for all they knew, she was here for their job.
"Lab report is back," Fin said, holding up a folder. "That drug our perp used is a mix of drugs. Heroin, horse tranquilizer mixed in with cocaine and ground up ecstasy."
"And it didn't kill them?" Olivia asked in amazement.
"The lab said it was safe since it was mostly tranquilizer, but if too much was given it slips the receiver into a comatose state," Fin told her.
"Then why all the drugs?" Elliot asked. "Why not just give the tranquilizer?"
"He doesn't want his victims knocked for the fun," Daisy replied, an unknown emotion deep in her voice.
"Right, the tranquilizer makes the victim easy to handle, but the drugs keep the victim somewhat alert," Fin stated.
"Is this a new date rape drug?" Elliot asked.
"It's more popular down south," Munch told him, "especially around the Miami area."
"In Europe too," Daisy added. "It originated some place in France, I think."
"There can't be a lot of drug dealers out there with this drug," Olivia said.
"Unless he mixed it at his house," Daisy responded. "Then it will be impossible to trace."
"You are a little optimistic, aren't you?" Munch asked dryly.
Daisy glared at him, and opened her mouth to reply when Cragen stopped her.
"Let it go Clampett, you're out of your league with this one." He turned to the rest of the detectives and asked, "So where are we in this case?"
"Leyna is with a police sketch artist right now, and they'll send it over as soon as she is done," Olivia told him.
"We're gonna call up Narcotics and see if they have a hit with any dealers dealing with this date rape," Fin said.
"What about the crime scene?" Daisy asked. "Could he have left a calling card?"
"I doubt it," Munch said. "CSU has been all over it and haven't found anything."
"No offense, but your CSU is interested in footprints, fingerprints, hairs and microscopic things like that," Daisy retaliated. "The calling card would probably be something large and obvious, that way it would be overlooked."
"Or it could be a waste of time," Fin murmured.
"Thanks for that, Mr. Sunshine," Daisy retorted.
"Benson, Stabler get the police sketch and show it around the victim's routine," Cragen told them. "Munch and Fin, take Clampett, head out to the crime scene and then head to Narcotics."
As they went to leave, Daisy asked, "Why do I get the feeling that I'm being passed around like the town's only bicycle?"
Cragen sighed and said, "You want to go check out the crime scene, this way you can. It's nothing personal because you switch partners."
Daisy nodded and grabbed her coat, holding back her resentment.
The crime scene was a dark, shady looking alleyway. It was littered with garbage and police tape. Daisy was searching through it all, looking for something that no one else could see. Fin was leaning against the wall, stifling a yawn while Munch was pacing angrily.
"Hurry up will you," Munch snapped. The winter cold was beginning to get to him. "It's going to be summer again by the time you're ready to go."
"Shut up, Grandpa," Daisy snapped back.
"I'm not your grandpa. If I was, I take you over my knee and," Munch started, but stopped realizing what he was saying.
Fin held in a snicker out of respect for his partner, while Daisy giggled softly. Then Daisy picked up what looked like garbage and said, "I found something."
"What is it?" Fin asked as he moved closer to read it.
"Looks like a business card," Daisy answered, reading it.
"Doesn't mean it belongs to the perp," Munch objected, not moving closer to them.
"It belongs to the perp," Daisy stated firmly.
"What makes you so sure?" Fin asked.
"Gut feeling."
"And we all know those are always right," Munch mumbled.
Daisy leered at him and asked, "Did it hurt when you mother dropped you on your head?"
"Here, let's bag it and then try to get some prints off of it," Fin said, taking the business card.
Fin and Daisy walked into the Narcotics precinct, while Munch was talking on his cell phone. Fin quickly spotted Mike Sandoval, someone he worked with in the past, and called him over.
"Mike Sandoval, this is Daisy Clampett," Fin introduced the two.
"Well, she's a lot cuter then your old partner," Mike responded, smiling at Daisy.
Daisy didn't respond. She looked down at the ground, with sadness in her eyes.
"We're on a case," Fin told him. "We need to ask you about a new drug."
"Sure, let's sit down."
As Mike led them over to his desk, Fin asked, "What was that about?"
"What was what?" Daisy asked, sounding angry.
"That thing with Mike," he whispered.
"It's none of your business," Daisy told him with a sharp tongue.
"Fine."
Once Daisy and Fin were settled in their seats, Fin started describing the drug. "This drug has horse tranquilizer, heroin, cocaine, and ecstasy in it. It's injected by a needle and we've never seen it before."
"It's called snow cone topper in Europe," Daisy added. (Side note: cocaine and heroin mixed together are called snowball and I made up the drug snow cone topping.)
"If you knew that, why didn't you tell us at the precinct?" Fin asked, annoyed.
"I just remembered," Daisy said.
"She's right though," Mike said. "It's called snow cone topper here too. Not a lot of drug dealers deal with it though. It's too time consuming to make."
"But there are some?" Fin asked.
"Yeah, three that we know of," Mike said. "Here's what I'll do, I'll print you guys out the list and call up a couple informants to see if they know anyone we don't."
"Thanks, Mike," Fin said, shaking his hand.
"Here, I'll come with you to get those names," Daisy said as Mike was about to leave.
Fin watched the two walk off as he shook his head.
"What'd I miss?" Munch asked.
"It's called snow cone topper. There are three dealers that the police force know of."
"Good, that should limit down the search," Munch said.
"Yeah, I guess." Fin drifted off, glancing over at Mike and Daisy who were talking.
Munch followed his gaze and asked, "Do you think we should warn him about how bitter she is?"
"Huh?" Fin broke out of his trance and said, "Nah, he'll figure it out after talking to her for five minutes."
"Really? You think it will take him that long?" Munch replied. "I figured it out while she was talking to you."
"Well, he is a rookie."
Daisy walked back over to the two men and said, "I got the list. Let's go."
"Hey, Clampett," Mike said, slipping Daisy a card, "Don't forget to call in case you change your mind."
"I will," Daisy answered him, giving him a smile. It wasn't a real smile, not one because she was happy anyway. It was more of a polite smile, one required for such occasions.
As they were walking out of Narcotics, Fin asked, "What was that about?"
"Nunya business," she replied playfully, heading out to the car.
Fin glared after her and muttered, "Can we give her back to Benson and Stabler?"
The rest of the day was spent trying to track down one of the drug dealers. They followed one into Hell's Kitchen, and were debating on how to approach him.
"I say we get him on a bust, haul his ass down to the precinct and let him sweat a little while," Fin stated for the fifth time.
"Let's just go up and talked to him," Munch said. "See if he'll cooperate."
"Yeah, and when he doesn't, he'll know our faces," Fin objected.
"Oh, screw this," Daisy groaned as she got out of the car.
She started walking over to the drug dealer, acting like it was a completely normal feat.
"What the hell is she doing?" Munch asked with concern in his eyes despite himself.
The drug dealer gave her a nodded of recognition and asked, "Whaz a sweet thing like you doing her?"
"Got a rich old sucker in the car," she said, nodding her head towards Fin's car. "I need sumttin that will make him putty in my hands long enough to leave me in the will, ya hear me?"
"Word, what you want?"
"Heard good things about that heroin mix," she answered him.
"Which mix?"
"Cocaine, ecstasy, and some tranquilizer."
"It's your lucky night," he said, as he turned to get a needle full of the drug.
"One more thing," Daisy said, pulling out the sketch of Leyna's attacker. "Seen this man around?"
The drug dealer looked at the sketch and asked, "What's it to ya?"
"He stole from me, I want him," Daisy answered. "I know he was on this kind of drug. Have you seen him?"
"Nah and I would remember that little white boy too."
"Know anyone who would?"
"These two other dealers mentioned a white boy, and one of them is a little white boy," he told her as he listed off their names.
"You wouldn't be lying to me, would ya?" Daisy asked with a pout.
"Not to such a fine looking hoochie such as yourself," he answered her with a grin. "How much you want for your sugar daddy?"
"You forget I came by, and I forget you tried to sell me drugs."
"You a cop?"
She smirked at him nastily and asked, "What do you think?"
"I ain't ever seen you before."
"Good boy."
Fin had driven them back to the precinct. Neither he nor Munch said a word to Daisy after she told them what the drug dealer had said. It was a long angry silence that stayed until the reached inside the precinct. Daisy didn't mind at all, though.
"How'd things go with the drug dealer?" Elliot asked.
"Ask little Miss Renegade," Munch spat angrily.
"What happened?"
"I don't see the big deal," Daisy said, ready to defend herself. "I got two names who could have possibly supplied the perp with the drugs, and one of them wasn't even on the list."
"That still doesn't make it right," Munch told her.
"Oh Grandpa, I didn't know you were so worried about my safety," Daisy responded with an evil grin.
"Next time I hope you get what's coming to you," Munch said angrily.
"Next time I hope you and Fin won't spend it all arguing," she replied with bitter sweetness. She looked at her watch and said, "Well, it's late and we won't get anywhere to night. See ya'll tomorrow."
Munch glared after her and then turned to Olivia and Elliot saying, "You get to deal with her tomorrow."
There was a long pause and then Olivia asked, "Is she really that bad, Fin? I mean, when we dealt with her this morning, she was-"
"Pushy, arrogant, self determined lead detective," Elliot finished for her.
"Good luck," was all Fin could say.
