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The room became noisy with static as Olivia and Elliot both stared at the T.V.

"I…I can't believe this. Oh my…Elliot…the 'Racer Rapist' do you remember him?" Olivia sighed. "I…he…Elliot what are we going to do? How could I let this happen? I'm a horrible-"

"No." Elliot interrupted. "No, we're not doing this alright? We can't concentrate and blame ourselves now. Okay? We need to catch this son of a bitch before anything horrible can happen alright?" Olivia just nodded in agreement. Her and Elliot walked out of the room and looked around at the people quietly sitting at their desks. "We need to get to work! Let's move people!"

"Right. Now let's review his file once more." Elliot said, rubbing his eyes.

"Sir Duke Bunton," Munch started, "Also known as the 'Royal' or 'Racer' rapist. Raped 27 women and killed 13. He was called the 'Racer' because he would always give us a time limit before he would rape or kill again. Like we were both racing the victim's life. Sir Duke Bunton left Barnet, England four years ago and moved to Queens. He got the term 'Royal' rapist by insisting he was related to the royal family, so the paparazzi gave him the nick name mockingly. Both his parents are dead; he has one sister, Elizabeth, in Long Island, and one brother, Jakob, in Jersey. Elizabeth Bunton works for ABC as a casting director and has three daughters, Hayden, Emma, and Kincey. Jakob Bunton works construction and has five kids, Prue, Baylor, Claire, Aubrey, and Charlie. Alright… umm… it has been heard that Duke and Jakob no longer acknowledge each other's existence, so that rules the brother out."

"Maybe…," Elliot muttered and walked back into the room with the T.V. as Olivia followed him.

"I just need to watch it one more time, I feel as if-"

"As if we're missing something?" Olivia questioned.

"Yeah."

They sat there in silence, watching the dreadful video over and over again, both thinking different things. One, blamed herself, one, blamed others but both were thinking about how it could've happened.

"Wait, pause that!" Elliot said suddenly. "Look, what is that? That thing beside Ashlyn's head?"

"I don't know… it looks like, like a card of some sort." Olivia said slowly.

"Let's get it down to the tech lab and get a closer look."

"Yeah, it's a card, a business card to be exact." The technician said. "It's hard to make out with the weathering it's faced, but I can make some words out. I'm getting –naway -nd –chards there's a couple of letters before the three words but I…I just can't make them out. I'm sorry."

"No, this is great." Elliot said and he grabbed Olivia's hand as they ran out and went back to the squad room. Munch, Fin, Olivia, Elliot and various other all sat around discussing the new evidence.

"Alright, what do we have?" Olivia questioned.

"Well mostly anything that has one last name has another one also." Fin stated, rocking back and forth in his chair.

"Yeah we got that, and we're pretty sure the last words are 'and Richards," Elliot sighed and put his hands behind his head, leaning back in his chair. Olivia went over to the board and tacked an enlargement of the card up.

"-naway and Richards, naway and Richards," Elliot kept repeating.

"What about Conaway?" A newbie detective said.

"Conaway? Yeah! Shit how could we have not figured that out sooner? Shit! Alright, Conaway and Richards…" Elliot said quickly typing in the names on his computer. "Shepley Conaway and Dawson Richards, a law firm that started in the south and made its way to New York. They've-"

"Wait!" Olivia interrupted. "Shep Conaway? That name…Shepley…it's so unusual, surely I would remember…Shep! Ashlyn's lawyer! I met him the day her parents died."

"Coincidence?" Much said quietly, "I think not."

"Shep Conaway! This Olivia Benson, Ashlyn Cooper's parental guardian. Please open up!"

Shep Conaway slowly made his way down the stairs and to the door. He glanced at a mirror in the hall, straightened his tie and opened the door.

"Yes, Olivia! Please come in."

Olivia and Elliot stepped inside the apartment and took in their surroundings. The apartment was well decorated and had many pictures of three familiar looking girls all around.

"This is my partner Elliot," Olivia said slowly still taking in everything on the walls.

"Well, it's nice to meet you. Let me go get something to drink for us. You can follow me into the living room."

As soon as Shep left for the kitchen Olivia picked up one of the picture frames and turned to Elliot.

"El! Look! These pictures are of-"

"I know, I know. He has them all over the place."

Looking around Olivia and Elliot saw many more pictures of Elizabeth Bunton and her three daughters, Hayden, Emma, and Kincey. Shep entered the room carrying a tray and three glasses.

"Now detectives," he started, pouring each one of them a glass, "How can I help you?"

"Well Mr. Conaway-"

"Please, call me Shep."

"Well…Shep, Ashlyn was disappeared and we were wondering whether she made any contact with you. Since, you know, you're her lawyer and all."

"I assure you Olivia; Ashlyn has had no contact with me. I'm so sorry she's missing and will do anything to help. I know," he pauses and picks up one of the picture frames, "If my girls went missing I would do anything and everything to get them back."

Olivia and Elliot made eye contact.

"So these are your daughters?" Elliot questioned.

"Yes, Hayden, Emma, and Kincey. I don't get to see them much; their mother and I are divorced." He said grimly.

"Uh-huh, well Mr. Conaway we need you to come to the precinct with us." Elliot said standing up.

"What for?"

"Well, we just think that you could further our investigation a little bit."

"Well…alright." He said reluctantly and followed them to the car.

"Captain?" Elliot knocked before entering his boss's office.

"Yes?"

"We have Shepley Conaway in room one for questioning."

"Why?"

"Captain, Shep is Elizabeth Bunton's ex-husband."

"Well detective… I think we've found our connection."

Elliot and Olivia quietly entered interrogation room one and sat down.

"Tell us Shep, when did you first meet Duke Bunton?" Olivia asked calmly.

"Liz's brother?" he asked. "Never. He was in jail when we were married."

"Well guess what Shepley?" Elliot cut in. "He escaped."

Shep looked surprised. "I had no idea."

"Bullshit!" Elliot yelled. "Now Shep, you help us, we help you alright? Tell us where he is and we'll cut you a deal okay?" Elliot continued, getting desperate.

"I don't know where I said! I've never seen him before!"

"Shep, think about your girls, huh? How old are they? 17, 15, and 12 right?" Elliot said looking down at a file. "You want your girls with a guy like Duke? If you want to see them again you'll talk!"

"Okay, okay. He has them, your girls…" Shep laid his head down on the table and sobs suddenly and quickly racked through his body. "I'm sorry, I am...I'm so sorry!"

"Where Shep? Where are they?"

"One of my warehouses I used before I got into law. I've never even been to the south I grew up in Jersey! I used to own Stewart Storage. I don't use it anymore. That's where he has them…that's where he has your girls.

"You better pray to God that they're alive." Elliot whispered in his ear and grabbed Olivia's hand and ran out the door. "This is it Liv, we're going to get them back."