Chapter Three

Crime Times Two

Real estate agent Laura Gavin, 24 arrives at the home of her parents; she has a date for shopping and then dinner with her mother. All seems, as it should, on this Tuesday afternoon.

Their car is in the driveway and the front door is locked. She pushes the buzzer before unlocking the door. She steps inside, calling their names. She unzips her jacket as she walks into the foyer; she calls their names, again. No answer as she walks past the family room she hears, what she believes is the TV. She opens the door to a horrific sight.

Her parents, Timothy and Evelyn are lying on the floor. Her fathers' head is blood-soaked and he has blood spots on his shirt. Lying a few feet from him is her mother; she is naked and facing away from the door. Blood is underneath her chest area. Laura kneels down next to her father to check for a pulse, she cannot find one, before she has a chance to check her mother she hears a moan from her. She removes the quilt that lies on the couch and covers her mothers' body, she dials 911.

Goren and Eames arrive at the home of the Gavin's; she pats him on the back as they look over the scene, no words spoken between the two. Alex enters the room; Bobby remains behind leaning against the door frame. Once again Detective Leonard greets them. "Looks familiar doesn't it? Only this time thank God the wife didn't die."

"Where is she?" Alex asks.

"They took her to Brooklyn General, she has a few knife wounds and a bullet wound to the chest. Their daughter came by to," he checks his notes. "Pick up her mother for a shopping spree and dinner."

Bobby has not only remained quiet he has not moved from the doorway. "Eames, is there something wrong with your partner?"

Alex takes a quick glance at him, he has the look, definitely, she thinks. Alex does not answer aloud. Bobby takes a step forward, "That's it." He unzips his leather case. "Son of a bitch, that's it." He shuffles through some photos.

Alex taps his elbow, "You want to let me in on it?"

"The Allen's….it was not a murder suicide and neither is this."

"Right," says Leonard. "Evelyn Gavin is still alive."

Bobby heard the Detective's remark but ignores it, "You see that's what's been bothering me," he walks further into the room and stands over Timothy's body. "Doesn't this look familiar to you?"

Leonard rolls his eyes as he stuffs his hands in his pockets, "Yeah of course it does." He says with a tone of sarcasm. "The Allen's and the Gavin's………" Bobby holds up a photo of Jacob Allen, as he lay dead on the floor. "Look at the position of Gavin and look at the position of Jacob." Alex and Leonard do as he requests.

"They are lying in exactly the same position," Alex says.

"Exactly," he taps on Jacobs's photo. "I have seen this before, in a news article or in a forensics book but I can't remember where or when." He stretches out his arms, "This was all staged, brilliantly and meticulously," he shakes his head as a feeling of awe and disgust surge through his body. "It was a photo of a man who did indeed shoot his wife then he committed suicide. After he shot her he sat in a chair and shot himself in the temple. He has duplicated the crime to the last blood drop."

Alex looks around the room, "Someone else was definitely here."

Bobby nods his head as he clutches his case with both hands.

Medical Examiner's Office

"The only difference between Jacob Allen and Timothy Gavin, Jacob received six knife wounds, Timothy seven." She hands Bobby the file. "Semen on his pants, bullet wound to the temple," Doctor Rodgers crosses her arms. "The position of the gun to the temple, exactly the same."

Brooklyn General Hospital

Goren and Eames arrive at the hospital and discover that Evelyn is in surgery, her prognosis looks good. Alex questions the attending Doctor, "Were there any signs of sexual assault?"

"No none. There were no tears or evidence of semen found."

They meet up with Laura Gavin and she retells her story of discovering her parents.

"Any particular reason your father was home on a Tuesday afternoon?" Alex asks.

"He owns his own business, since he works on Saturday he likes to take a day off in the middle of the week. He says Tuesday is the best because it's not a special day."

"And what about you? You work at the family business?"

She shakes her head, "No, I had one appointment this morning; I'm a real estate agent. I called Mom last night and when I told her I had the afternoon off she suggested that we do some shopping and then have dinner together."

"Guns, Laura," Bobby asks. "Your father was a member of a gun club?"

"Yes, as a matter of fact that was one of the places that he visited on Tuesdays."

"Your father was a member of the Wilmington gun club?"

A little shocked at the question, Laura nods, "Yes, yes he was."

"Miss Gavin," she turns when she hears her name, "Excuse me, Yes Doctor."

"Wilmington gun club," Alex says, "Sounds familiar."

Later that Afternoon

Alex is driving, Bobby is thinking, "Earth to Goren."

"Yeah," he chuckles. "I was thinking that we should not announce the fact that Evelyn is alive, let him think that he succeeded once again. We have a….I mean I hope we have a witness to this and hopefully we can find him before he strikes again."

Alex pulls the SUV into the underground parking lot of One Police Plaza, "I agree with you. Don't want the little prick to disappear."

Major Case Squad

Alex is keying information on the computer while Bobby sits beside her. "Detectives," they look up when they hear Ross's voice.

Alex leans over and whispers, "Do you think the guy knows our names?" Alex nudges him as she starts to giggle.

"In my office Detectives," Ross extends his arm, Alex leads the way.

Alex relays all the information that they have uncovered. Bobby takes the seat next to the window, continually gazing at the photo. He exhales a few times, shifts his position in the chair. Stuffs the photo in the case closes it, moments later he opens up the case and looks over the photo again.

"Is there something you want to add, Detective?"

Bobby looks up, "What?"

"You look as if you want to say something."

"No," he stands. "I don't have anything to add."

Brooklyn General Hospital

Evelyn Gavin's Room

The Next Afternoon

Laura does the introductions and after a few kind words concerning her welfare, Alex begins the questioning, "Misses Gavin can you please tell us what happened?"

She slowly sits up in the bed and her daughter places a second pillow behind her back. She exhales, "Tim was out most of the morning, he came home around 1 or 2, I'm not sure."

"Did he tell you the places that he went that morning?" Alex asks.

"The barber and the gun club, he had just purchased a new gun and he was very excited to try it out. He had a gun pointed at my husbands head!" She starts to sob.

"He, who is he?"

"Jonathan," she grabs a few tissues and wipes her eyes.

Bobby asks, "The intruder, he told you his name?"

"No, he had the wallet."

Alex asks, "Wallet, what wallet?"

"Tim's wallet," she holds her face in her hands. "Oh I'm sorry I forgot to mention that."

"Misses Gavin no need to apologize, just take your time." Bobby says very softly. She looks in the big man's soft brown eyes and smiles.

"After Tim came home he realized that his wallet was not in his jacket pocket. He told me that he remembered that he opened the wallet to take out his ID card at the club. He called the club and they assured him that they would look for it. He no sooner ended the phone call then the door bell rang."

"Who answered the door?" Bobby asks.

"I answered the door and a man said that he found Tim's wallet. Tim introduced him to me as Jonathan," she pauses. "I don't remember if he mentioned a last name."

"Do you know if Jonathan works at the gun club?"

"Tim didn't say, Detective Eames." Evelyn licks her lips as if her mouth is getting dry. Laura pours her a cup of water. "Thank you, honey," she drinks all the liquid inside. She sets the cup down on the tray. She continues her tale, "They started talking about guns and I think I said something like it was very nice of him to deliver the wallet. I excused myself and as I passed him to go up the stairs he called to me, he said bitch where do you think you're going? When I turned to face him, he had a gun pointed at Tim's head. He ushered us into the family room." Evelyn suddenly gets quiet; she fidgets in the bed hoping that she will get comfortable enough to tell the tale. Laura says, "Maybe you should take a break Mom before you continue?"

"No, no," she raises her voice. "I want to get this over with."

"What happened next?" Bobby asks.

"He told me to………Oh I just remembered he had a bag with him, he opened it and took out a set of handcuffs and he put on surgical gloves ………..no wait two sets of handcuffs. He tossed me a set and told me to handcuff Tim, behind his back. He then ordered Tim to sit in one of the chairs." She motions for her daughter to get closer. Laura walks up to the side of the bed, Evelyn takes her hand.

"After Tim sat down he told me to put the handcuffs on one of his ankles and one on my wrist. He left the room and returned with two or three steak knives. He tossed me the key and ordered me to unlock the cuff then put it on Tim's other ankle. He stood behind Tim the whole time. When I finished he stomped on the floor, he said kneel down. I hesitated for a moment and as I looked up, I saw the blade of the knife against Tim's face. He called me by my name," she shutters. "He said Evelyn, you do what I say when I say it or he'll never need to shave again, understand? I think I may have nodded and I knelt down."

Bobby sits down in the chair closest to the bed, "You're arms and legs were free?"

"Yes…………He moved a chair into the middle of the room and sat down. I was to his right, Tim to his left. He….he ordered me to take my clothes off…….one article of clothing at a time. At times my hands were shaking so much that I had trouble undoing the buttons," she sits up with a renewed bit of energy. "When my hands would shake and I couldn't obey he would get up and stand behind Tim using the knife to cut him and…………..when he…………he wanted Tim to continuously watch me and if, even for a second Tim would put his head down or look away he used the knife to cut me." Evelyn looks over at Bobby. Not sure of the expression on her face, he asks, "Would you rather tell the rest of this to my partner, alone?"

She shakes her head and says with confidence, "No," she manages a slight smile. "When all my clothes were shed he told me to touch certain places on my body. He was, I mean Jonathan was getting a………." Evelyn looks away from the trio. "An, as he called it a hard on and started to mock Tim because he wasn't," she pours water into a cup and drinks it down quickly. "I kept thinking that he was going to rape me…..but he barely touched me."

Bobby interjects, "Except with the knife?"

She nods slightly, taking a cleansing breathe, "I heard his zipper go down and from the corner of my eye I saw him put on a condom. I remember I thought to myself, how odd."

Bobby finishes writing a sentence and as he looks up he says, "He didn't want to leave any part of himself in the room."

Suddenly Evelyn looks exhausted, Laura says excitedly, "Maybe we could, should finish this later."

Evelyn tugs on her daughters' hand, "No Laura I want to finish this now." She says with a commanding tone. "He stood behind Tim holding the knife to his neck, he forced me to perform," she squeezes her daughters hand. "Oral sex………..on Tim," she says sheepishly. "I tried to imagine myself in another place and time," she pauses. "He, not Tim was sitting in the chair and I heard him moaning." Laura bends down and wraps her arms around her mother. Evelyn continues her story, "The next thing I remember was him pointing a gun at me and pulling the trigger. I was on the floor but I was conscience and I could hear him walking around, talking to himself."

Bobby asks, "Do you remember anything that he said."

"Yes," she says nodding, "It must be perfect. It has to be perfect." She exhales and sits back, "I heard the gun go off again and I wanted to cry but I stayed still and the next thing I remember is waking up in here."

"Just one more thing, can you describe him?"

"Yes of course I can," she says proudly.

"If you feel up to it, we will have a sketch artist come here later this afternoon."

Laura takes her mothers hand and holds it to her face, "Tomorrow, Detective Eames. Can we do that tomorrow?"

Evelyn sits up, "Laura, it's…………"

"No Mom no more today you need to rest."

Bobby stands, "We'll leave now, Misses Gavin, I know how hard that was for you. We'll get him I promise."

She holds out her hand and Bobby lightly shakes it. "I believe you."

"You get some rest and we'll see you tomorrow."

The door closes behind them; Bobby and Alex remain silent until they are alone in the elevator. "Oh my God," Alex exclaims. "He gets aroused just by seeing a woman naked. He's a grown man for God's sake."

"No," Bobby shakes his head. "That's not it at all; it's her fear that excites him. He humiliates her and at the same time he has total power and control over the man. That's what gets him aroused."

The Next Afternoon

Major Case Squad

Captain's Ross's Office

Ross is on the phone as Goren and Eames arrive at his door he waves them in, "Yes Sir I agree." He cradles the phone. "That was the Chief of D's," he says as sits back in the chair.

"Captain, do we have to kick this over to SVU?" Alex asks.

"No, as a matter of fact the Chief of D's agrees with me that you guys started this you can finish it." Alex sits down first, Bobby follows. A knock is heard at the door. "Captain, I finished the sketch."

Ross stands, "Let's have a look." Ross looks over the sketch and hands it to Bobby. "Evelyn Gavin's description is of a man who she feels is between 30 and 35 years old. He stands the same height as her husband which was 5'11. He has dark brown hair cut short, green eyes. His shoulders are broad and he is muscular. She does not remember or did not see any scars or tattoos." Bobby passes the sketch to Alex she takes a long look, "Jesus he looks like any guy on the street."

TBC