Chapter Two

Olivia found it annoying as she tried to get through a crowd of, most likely tourists than natives, to get to the crime scene she had been called too. She wore her badge on a chain that hung loosely over her leather jacket, but it didn't do any good as she pushed her way her way through. She spotted a man with a camera and was annoyed at how they thought they needed to take pictures of something like this as a souvenir. She knew immediately it was a tourist because if they had been native to New York City they would have been used to this kind of thing. Though Olivia hated the fact that natives were used to these kinds of crimes annoyed her it was still easier to pick out tourists from natives that way. Olivia pushed her way over and swiftly blocked the lens of the camera with her hand.

"Hey," cried the guy.

Now that she had a better look at him she knew immediately that he was a tourist. He wore jeans and a t-shirt that read, 'I love New York.'

"This is a crime scene," snapped Olivia, "Do you have any respect?"

"Who are you the police?" the guy smirked.

"Actually yeah," Olivia said holding up her badge.

With that she snatched his camera out of his hand and headed over to a police officer in uniform. The guy ran after her yelling for her to give him his camera back. She handed the camera to the police officer.

"He took pictures of the crime scene. This camera is now evidence," Olivia told the officer before leaving him with the guy.

Olivia ignored the tourist's foul language at her before she moved under the yellow tape and headed over to where Elliot stood with Captain Cragen. The body was just being covered when she arrived.

"What do we have?" Olivia asked.

"Twenty-year-old female, no ID, was stabbed and raped," Cragen explained, "Witness says that she saw a man in a police uniform pull her out of her car and rape her before killing her."

It took a minute before the news sunk in for Olivia. Her head snapped over in Cragen's direction.

"Are you saying someone on the job did this to her?" Olivia gasped.

"That's what the witness said," Elliot said.

"Sht," Olivia exclaimed, "If this gets out no one is going to trust the police at all."

"You can say that again," Elliot agreed.

Olivia knew that the second that this leaked the press that the city would be in a frenzy. But what Olivia was concerned about was if they weren't notified than the people of New York would just be sitting ducks to the man in a police uniform. Olivia just hoped that the man doing all of this wasn't one of New York's finest. The Police Department had been already taking enough hits as it was lately that they didn't need anymore. Olivia looked over at her Father knowing that he would know what to do. And as always he did.

"Olivia, you and Elliot, are to take the witness to see the sketch artist. Maybe they can draw something up," Cragen told them, "I'll get Fin and Munch seeing if there were any cases with the same MO in other counties."

Olivia nodded and was following her partner over to the witness. They didn't get a couple inches when Cragen called their names.

"And no one is to speak to the press," Cragen told them, "We can't have the city over reacting until we know what we're dealing with."