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Chapter 12
"What the hell happened?" Captain Cragen practically hopped out of the car before Kenny had it completely in park. He'd been informed that a pair of his detectives had just radioed a ten-thirteen from their location and that the shooter was in the wind. By the time the two had arrived, the scene had been secured and an ambulance had arrived.
"Liv and Elliot came under fire while they were watching Charles. My guess is that the partner showed up behind them and opened fire," Munch came up to him.
"How bad is it?" Cragen asked as they made their way toward the unmarked car. The ambulance had put on its sirens and pulled away, not waiting for anyone to speak to the two detectives inside.
"Liv took a round in the shoulder and Elliot was grazed by a shot and has cuts and scrapes from breaking out the windshield of their patrol car. Since the shots were coming from behind them, they couldn't safely exit the car through the doors," the sergeant said as the two of them looked at the vehicle. Bullet holes riddled the body and it was unbelievable that none of them had ruptured the gas tank.
"Whose blood is that?" Kenny had circled around to the front of the car, trying to see how Elliot and Olivia had managed to exit their vehicle. There was blood on the hood and there were obvious drops on the ground in front of the grillwork.
"It's Liv's. Don't worry though, she's in good hands," Munch told him.
"It looks like our shooter was aiming for the tires until Liv and Elliot returned fire," Cragen frowned.
"Like he wasn't trying to kill them, just scare the crap out of them," Kenny shook his head.
"Well aiming for the tires could lead to a ricochet so let's assume he meant for them to not walk away," Munch said.
"It's a complete departure from their MO. They've never used guns before so why start now?" Kenny wondered.
"Our alpha knows he can't be spotted and he can't take on two NYPD detectives by himself so he shoots at them," Cragen frowned though. Something was off.
"Cray is gone. I had an officer climb up onto the fire escape to look in the windows after no one answered the door. Once he entered the building, he must have gone out the back," Fin told them as he approached. He and a bunch of patrol officers were canvassing the building for witnesses, trying to make it seem the two detectives who'd been shot at weren't there for anyone in that particular building.
"It was a distraction. They're in the wind and now they know we know one of them lived here. Dammit," the Captain was angry.
"Yeah but we have Cray's apartment and his van. Isn't there a way to gain access to them?" Fin wanted to know.
"The only thing we can do is use what is in plain sight. Look through the windows on the van and have forensics start sifting through the garbage. Maybe we'll get lucky," Cragen told them. Fin and Munch took off to do just that and Kenny turned to his commanding officer.
"Sir, Liv had me run something before this all went down. I think we should get back to the precinct so I can check on it," the young man said.
"What did she have you run?" He asked.
"All of the PI licenses that the state had issued within the last six months," he explained.
"She thinks that our alpha is a PI," Cragen was beginning to see why she thought that was a good idea. A PI is trained to surveil their subjects without them knowing. As a day job, the suspect could then stalk his victims and wait until after Cray got home from work to pick up his partner and go on the hunt.
"Drop me off at the hospital first, I need to see how Liv and Elliot are doing," the Captain said before they headed for the car.
To Be Continued...