Background, Chapter 11, part 2


This time, Elliot and Olivia had an additional piece of evidence: the pregnancy test found in Chambers' trash.

Unlike Garrett, Michael Harrison looked extremely nervous as soon as the detectives walked in with the check, gun and test.

"Detectives, is there anything you need? We're trying to-" he started but Olivia interrupted. "I hope plan your daughter's funeral but somehow I doubt that's your answer seeing as you've yet to make claim on her body."

He blushed. "We've had this vacation planned for awhile...Can't cancel and we figure it'd take the boys' minds off of what's happened."

"We're sure you thought long and hard about it. Anyways, we just have some news about Kayla. Did you know she was pregnant?" Elliot asked.

"What? No, of course not...It's that bastard teacher, isn't it? I knew he wasn't right!" He exclaimed.

Elliot and Olivia stared at him.

"I don't remember discussing anything about a teacher with you, Mr. Harrison," Elliot pointed out.

Michael paused. "Sure you did. Back at my house."

"No, no I didn't...When I was at your house we didn't know anything yet. And I obviously haven't talked with you since seeing as you were never interested in finding out even what killed your daughter...Let alone who."

Michael put his face in his hands, and then ran them through his hair.

"Look, maybe I heard it from somewhere-I don't know..."

"Okay, we're going to skip right through you claiming to have nothing to do with all of this because we've spent the last few hours dealing with a psychopath, so let's just move on. This is the gun registered under your name. This is a check written by you. This is your daughter's pregnancy test. All found in the apartment of the man who just admitted to abusing her for two months before murdering her. We've already matched your DNA to her fetus'," Elliot explained slowly, throwing each item onto the table as he explained it.

"You're wrong. Not my gun. I never wrote him a check. Why-why would I write him a check? I didn't know where she was-I, she...I hadn't seen her in six months..."

"Except that doesn't make sense because you somehow impregnated her. I'm not quite sure why you wrote him a check, but I'm going to take a wild guess and figure that Kayla told you she was pregnant and you weren't about to let her ruin all that you've built up. You knew she was being mistreated at wherever she was staying. So you followed her after you found out. You knew that whoever was already beating her up wouldn't have any kind of issue with killing her. Obviously you knew he was a teacher, so three thousand dollars seemed a pretty sweet deal to him-kill the one person who could destroy his whole life if she ever told what was going on, and get money out of it."

"Just shut up! You don't understand anything about what happened!"

"So tell us, Michael," Olivia said.

"You don't know how hard it is to lose a child. My son probably told you that we sent Kayla to drive that day on purpose but-that's no where near the truth. I don't know if my wife did. I didn't, though. When my daughter died, I felt like my life had stopped. Then Kayla started acting out and I tried my best to get her to straighten out but all's she did was go out and get drunk. My wife kicked her out and I did my best to keep tabs on her for a little while but she wanted nothing to do with me. I felt so bad I...started drinking, too. I was out walking one night after drinking for two, three hours straight when she saw me. It was so late, and her nose was bloody and she had a black eye. We went to my office...I have a key to every office under my boss' name. She told me what was going on with that Wyatt guy and the next thing I knew, I was standing over her, pulling my pants back up and she was on the ground hysterical and crying. I ran out and threw up and ran home. A month later she shows up, tells me she's pregnant and that she hated me. I did follow her, and I did tell him that I wanted her dead. I gave him the gun and told him that after he killed her I'd give him the check," he was crying now, hanging his head down.

"So you felt so guilty about what you did that, instead of manning up and admitting what you did, you put your daughter's life in the hands of someone you knew was abusing her," Olivia stated quietly.

"I only wanted her to dead because I knew it would ruin her life! Having a kid with me, living with him, having no where to go! It was for her! That's why I gave him the gun, to make it quick."

Elliot shot up. "No, it was for you you sick bastard. You couldn't stand the thought of being labelled a rapist. And by the way," Elliot neared the door and Olivia followed him. "Your daughter wasn't shot. Why would Wyatt let her have a quick death when he could rape her and then slowly beat her to death instead? He beat her until she was nearly dead, then drove to the school and dragged her to that bush and pummelled her until she was dead. Then kept punching and kicking her even after she had given up after two months of torture. You and Garrett Harrison aren't any different, by the way."

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