Enmity
Chapter 6: Oops
Daisy, Fin and Munch stood outside an abounded office building on Avenue A. They suspected that one of their drug dealers was here, but upon seeing a couple squad cars, they were afraid that the cops might have scared him off.
Fin walked up to the beat cop and asked, "What's going on?"
"Dead junkie."
The three detectives walked over to the crime scene. They body was lying on a floor littered with small, empty, plastic bags and used needles. Daisy knelt down to the body and started examining it. Munch said something to her, but she didn't notice. She was off in her own little world, going through the dead man's pockets.
When Munch's attempts to grab her attention failed, he turned to Fin and asked, "Does she really think she's going to get a cliental list off of him?"
Fin shook his head at Munch and said, "Let me explain drug dealers to you. If they think you're worth big bucks, they'll have your name on them at all times. She'll find some clients' names."
"Last time I checked SVU investigated sex crimes, not homicide," Monique Jeffries said, coming up to them with a smile.
"Jeffries, how's homicide treating you?" Munch asked, shaking her hand.
"All right, mind telling me what you're doing here, and who she is?"
"We think your vic might have sold drugs to out rapist, and she is Daisy Clampett."
Daisy looked up when she heard her name, and her eyes locked with Monique. Daisy stood up and smiled cautiously at Monique, who looked at Daisy horrified. "Hey sister from another mister, you look like you've seen a ghost."
Monique just stared at Daisy. Daisy turned to Fin and Munch, showed them a business card and said, "He was partners with someone named Garry Betman. He can probably tell us about our drug dealer."
"What makes you so sure?" Munch asked skeptically.
"You can't hide anything from business partners."
"Talking from personal experience?" Munch asked with an eyebrow raised.
Daisy looked at him coolly and answered, "My father's personal mistake."
"Clampett, right?" Monique asked suddenly. Daisy spun around and nodded. Monique grabbed her arm and said, "Good, come here a second."
As Daisy and Monique went off to talk, making sure they wouldn't be overheard, Fin turned to Munch and asked, "What you think?"
Daisy is not who she says she is, Munch thought to himself. "Think about what?"
"The business partner. I think she makes a valid point."
Munch wasn't listening. He was staring at Monique and Daisy. Monique seemed to be scolding Daisy about something, and Daisy just stood there nodding in agreement. Then Monique pulled Daisy into a hug.
Munch's jaw dropped and Fin asked, "So, should we check out the partner or what?"
"Yeah, sure," Munch agreed, tearing his eyes away from the bizarre scene.
Daisy walked briskly pass them saying, "Let's go check out the business partner."
"Okay," Fin responded and they started to follow her.
Daisy spun around and looked cautiously between the two detectives. "You're not going to fight me on this?" Fin shook his head and her eyes fell on Munch. "No one has an objection?" Neither of them made an objection, so they went to the visit the partner.
Garry Betman was the dead drug dealer's partner's name. Garry had been the dead drug dealer's partner not only in real estate, but in drugs too. When the SVU detectives went to talk to Garry about his partner's clients, they found three needles full of a liquid substance, and a back room of his office that was a perfect place to mix cocaine, heroin, ecstasy, and tranquilizers into one easy-to-take needle. Needless to say, they brought him in.
Munch and Fin were leading Garry into the interrogation room, when Leyna Tescorkski entered the precinct. Daisy signaled for Munch and Fin to start the interrogation without her and led Leyna over to a seat.
"Is there anything I can do for you, Ms. Tescorkski?"
Leyna nodded sadly and said, "The man I was with, Ryan Dronish, he woke up today."
"That's great."
Leyna shook her head and began to cry. "What am I supposed to tell him? He was attacked because he went out on a date with me? If he hadn't been with me, he never would have been in harm's way."
Daisy stared at Leyna with distaste. Leyna was now blubbering and couldn't stop. Daisy wanted to pull away, leave and let the girl cry. This girl was making her stomach turn. The tears fell so easily from her, like waves from the sea. She was falling apart, crying her eyes out, and what for? Her boyfriend was alive and well, she had no real reason to cry. Daisy snapped.
"He's alive isn't he? Or did that fact not get through your thick skull?" Daisy yelled at the victim as a hush covered the precinct. "You're right, he wouldn't have been in harm's way if he wasn't out with you, but what's done is done. You can't change the past, but he's alive.
"Yes, you'll have to explain all this to him, but imagine if he had died. How would it have felt to explain to his mother that her son is dead because he went out with you? Look into her eyes and say, 'Your son's dead because of me.' Which one do you think would be worst, explaining it to him or his mother?"
"Clampett!" an angry voice cried out. Daisy looked up and saw an angry Olivia storming towards her. Olivia's body shook from held back anger, and Daisy prepared herself for the slap she thought she was going to get. She got a slap, just not physical.
"It isn't the victims fault. She wasn't asking for this kind of hell because no one asks for this," Olivia yelled at Daisy while Elliot escorted Leyna away to try and help her calm down. "You have no right to blame her for this, or tell her it could be worse because to her, it can't be worse."
Daisy realized that yelling at the victim was wrong; she had realized that as she was yelling at the victim. When Olivia started yelling, Daisy thought she was fully ready to take whatever Olivia had to dish out because she knew she deserved it, but Daisy couldn't take the last part the other woman had said.
"It can be worse, it can always get worse, and it will always get worse," Daisy said quietly, but was heard by everyone in the precinct. "Don't try that optimistic, looking-on-the-sunny-side shit with me. Things only go from bad to worse. Telling the victim it's not her fault doesn't do a damn thing to make anything better."
An ear numbing silence followed Daisy's words. Frozen statues stared at Daisy with no empathy in their cold stone eyes.
"Clampett." The water flowed across the stone, slowly cracking it into pieces.
The precinct became noisy and busy again, looping over what just happened. Daisy faced Donald Cragen, squared her shoulders and got ready to take her punishment.
"If you ever speak to a victim, a detective, or anyone else like that again, I will have your badge," Cragen told her dangerously. "I don't care who sent you, who gives you a recommendation, and I don't care if it's life or death, but if you ever act out of line again, I will have your badge and gun, and send you on the next plane out of here myself. Do I make myself perfectly clear? And when I say perfectly clear, I mean there is no room for you to bend any of what I just said in advantage for you. You understand?"
"Yes, and you have my deepest apologizes for acting out of line," Daisy told him politely.
He nodded and went into the back room to see how the interrogation was going. Daisy let out a sigh and took a deep breath. She looked back at Olivia, who was still giving her a monstrous glare, and decided it might be safer with Garry at the moment. Daisy grabbed the sketch of Ethan and walked into the interrogation room.
