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Jess, thank you – you know how much I love having you as my beta. I am still in mourning – first the hair, then… You know…

Chapter Twenty Three

Interviewing Dunne

"What do you mean we found your business card?" Brass asked the man sitting in front of him.

"I would think that even you could figure that one out." Dunne answered him.

"The hair."

"Very well done, Officer."

"Captain," Brass corrected him. "Now, do you know a Siobhan Rowan?"

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Sara kept her eyes completely on Dunne during this exchange of words, while Catherine tried to observe the rest of the room as well.

"Did you see that?" She asked the brunette.

"What?" Sara looked shortly at the blonde before looking back at Dunne.

"The guard." Catherine explained. "He flinched when Brass mentioned Siobhan Rowan."

"He looks young. Maybe he's not used to hearing about the victims."

"Maybe." Catherine paused. "But I think we should look into his files when we get back to headquarters."

"Yeah." Sara replied, absentmindedly. Her focus was on Dunne, and only Dunne.

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"Not personally, no." Dunne didn't give anything away.

"How do you know her then?" Brass inquired.

"Her father works for Governor Lavisham."

"And why would you know a thing like that?" Brass asked.

"I know all there is to know about my mate."

"Your… mate?" Brass asked, lifting an eyebrow.

"The woman the good Lord has made for me."

"I didn't know they allowed blow up dolls in here." Brass winked at Nick, who smiled in return.

Dunne kept his cool and didn't respond to the teasing.

"So, this mate of yours…" Brass started up again. "I heard you tried to kill her. The good Lord tell you to do that?"

"No, I am serving my penance now. The devil took possession of her and I panicked – I was young and inexperienced."

"And now?" Nick spoke up.

"Oh." Dunne turned his head and looked at him. "It speaks." He looked back at Brass. "Now I am older and wiser."

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"He's playing with them." Sara said. "He won't tell them anything."

"Yeah." Catherine had dealt with enough criminals to know that Sara was right.

"We better hope that we will get something from the visitor log or we're close to having nothing."

"We will solve this, Sara." Catherine tried to convince herself as much as the other woman. "He went after one of us once and we won't let him have the last word."

"I hope you're right, Cath. I really hope you're right."

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"My sweet Veronica has the devil present in her life – it is my job to help her. It is my job to rid the world of this devil and soon my job will be done." Dunne started preaching. "Lucifer takes on many disguises but I see through all of them. Through the hands of God I will be your saviour. I am his son and I will save you from the vile women that are the devil."

"Yeah, yeah. Amen." Brass said sarcastically. "What do you know about Siobhan Rowan's death?"

"Nothing I care to share with you, Captain."

"Well, you see this guy used the same MO as you, only he succeeded where you failed – he killed the one standing between him and his real target. This must be one smart guy. Much smarter than you since you are sitting in here because of Miss Sidle." Brass was trying to upset the man sitting in front of him.

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"I think you might be right, Catherine." Sara said. "The guard looks really uncomfortable in there. He's sweating more than you usually would during an interview like this."

"We need to look into him a.s.a.p." Catherine concurred. "We'll call Warrick as soon as we leave here."

"Smart? No. Good at taking directions? Yes." Dunne smiled behind the mirror. "As I said, I am older and wiser now." He looked back at the mirror. "Not to mention stronger."

"He is going to try to escape." Sara gasped.

"What?" Catherine looked at the scared woman beside her.

"That was a threat." Sara told the blonde. "He looked right at me. He knows how close he was to killing me, and now he's telling us he's stronger and will succeed this time around."

"Sara, we don't know this for sure." Catherine squeezed the hand that hadn't let go of hers during the entire interview.

"Please trust me on this one. He will try to escape soon."

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After interviewing Dunne for another half an hour without getting anything useful from him, Brass and Nick joined Sara and Catherine in the other room.

"He's up to something." Brass said as he entered the room, looking through the mirror at the guard leading Dunne out.

"Miss Sidle." Dunne stopped just short of the door and looked towards the window. "Give my love to my sweet Veronica and tell her I'll see her soon."

"That's it!" Sara made a move for the door.

Catherine had seen this coming as soon as Dunne had started talking and threw her body in front of the brunette, effectively stopping her. She placed her hands on the other woman's upper arms - holding her still, looking her in the eyes.

"Don't do this. You're playing right into his hands; this is what he wants you to do. Just calm down and ignore him."

"He is threatening my best friend, Cath!" Sara struggled to get out of the firm grasp the blonde had on her.

"Veronica is safe!"

"She won't be forever! He is going to get out of here and…"

"This is a maximum security prison; he won't get out of here!" Catherine tried to get through to Sara.

"He has had ten years to plan his escape and what he will do to her! He will get out! Let me go! I need to get out there!" She struggled harder.

Catherine kept holding onto her, determined to not let her anywhere near Dunne. Sara relaxed a little preparing to get loose, but didn't have a chance as Catherine took advantage of it. She pushed the brunette against the nearest wall, putting her body flush against her.

"I can't let you go out there, Sara." She said as they stood there face to face. "Nick, Brass… Make sure that he is gone and then come get us."

"You got it, Boss." Nick said trying not to smile too much at Catherine's way of stopping Sara. It looked like Sara had a chance with the blonde after all.

"Sure." Brass followed Nick out the door. "We'll make sure to knock before coming back in." He threw over his shoulder with a smirk.

"Catherine, please let me go." Sara told the blonde.

"I can't do that, Sara." Catherine said quietly.

"Please, Cath…" Sara didn't want to give up.

The older woman changed her hold on Sara and pulled her into a hug, but still held on tight.

"I need you to clear your head, honey. Siobhan Rowan needs you on this case. Veronica needs you on this case. I need you on this case."

She felt the tension fall from Sara's body as she leant heavier against her. Tears formed in the blonde's eyes as she felt the brunette's body shake with silent sobs. She held on tighter, offering all the support she possibly could.

"It's ok, Sara. Just let it out. It's ok." She kept whispering comforting words in her ear; stroking her hair gently as if she were comforting a child.

There was a knock on the door and Nick poked his head in.

"Guys?"

Catherine looked back at him shortly.

"Give us a minute, Nick." She told him.

Nick nodded and closed the door again. Sara had gotten a hold of herself and stepped out of Catherine's embrace, moving to stand in front of the two way mirror with her arms wrapped protectively around her stomach.

"I'm sorry." She whispered, bringing a hand up to wipe away tears.

"Sara…" Catherine stepped up behind her and placed her hands on her shoulder blades. "Never apologize for crying. Just the fact that you've stayed strong for this long is impressive."

"Thanks." Sara sniffed, trying to hold back another burst of tears. She had always been taught that crying was showing weakness, and weakness would be punished.

"You're the strongest person I know, Sara." Catherine placed her arms around Sara's waist, resting her cheek on the strong shoulders in front of her. She wanted to comfort the other woman as much as possible. She felt Sara stiffen. "You want me to not do this?" She asked, and released her hold a little.

"No." Sara relaxed a little in the embrace, placing her hands over Catherine's, holding her in place. "It's just I'm… I'm not used to people caring."

"Get used to it, honey. You have a lot of people who care about you." Catherine smiled. "And I don't know about the others, but I plan on sticking around for a long time."