A/N: Well kids, this story will obviously not pick up where Wednesday's banger of an episode left off. However I have an idea on how to tie it all in, in my next series. This will be the last story in this series and it will be wrapping in about 5 chapters, so I hope you have been enjoying it. :) Thanks to all of those who have reviewed. You don't know how much I appreciate it. :)
Chapter 26
"Counselor, we've been at this for hours. Why won't your client tell us what she has to know?" Tucker asked after pulling Mindy Smith's attorney out into the hallway at Rikers. Mindy didn't look as though she'd been enjoying her stay but then again it wasn't exactly a spa at the main holding facility.
"I can only help you if she helps me. I'm in the dark right now. She's afraid of retribution. She didn't know her contact was a cop until you brought it up," Attorney Sam Branch explained.
"We're the cops that investigate other cops. She can tell us. Why don't you remind her of that and of how long she's looking at spending time in prison if she doesn't cooperate?" The Lieutenant suggested.
"I'll try but I'm not guaranteeing anything," Branch nodded before heading into the room. Cassidy left the room and met Tucker out in the hallway. They didn't have time to talk as the Lieutenant's phone rang. He answered it and the brief conversation that followed made him frown.
"What is it?" Cassidy asked after his superior got off the phone.
"Price was found to be sane by the FBI shrink. He's going to trial. We have him nailed on the murder of Vivian Arliss and the robbery but nothing to tie him to the other crimes except his word that Vivian made him do it," Tucker shook his head.
"Well it's not like he's going anywhere, the FBI will keep digging, we'll keep digging, and eventually someone will find something," the younger man pointed out.
"I've been in this business a long time and very rarely have I had this kind of situation," the Lieutenant admitted. Just then the door to the interrogation room opened up and Branch stepped outside.
"She fired me which she can't actually do since her parents hired me but I think that gives you your answer gentlemen. She's not going to talk," the attorney shook his head.
"Well you tried. See if you can't get her parents to help her make a decision. I will call you tomorrow afternoon by one o'clock. If she has not given us anything by then, I will have the charges amended," Tucker sighed.
"I'll see what I can do," her attorney nodded before he headed back out toward the gate.
"So what's next?" Cassidy asked.
"A large cup of coffee. I need to spend some time refiguring the case. We've missed something. Why don't you put a few calls in and see if we can't get an interview with Price?" Tucker suggested as they too headed for the exit.
"What am I going to do? What are we going to?" Amanda asked Fin after the nurses left. They had just checked in on her and had determined that at least one more night in the hospital was a good idea. Her fine motor skills were still very rough and Fin had been there helping her despite her protests. She felt humiliated that she couldn't hold a spoon without dropping it or the food all over the place.
"We're going to get through this. Come on now," Fin smiled slightly.
"I can't hold a spoon. How am I ever going to hold a gun again? How am I going to be fast enough or sharp enough when the team needs me?" She wanted to know.
"Very good questions but you've had a hard life and you managed. This is just another bump in the road. Besides I spoke to Tucker about the reason you put me on your forms, he surprisingly understood," the elder detective explained.
"Explained?" She gave him a look.
"Well the parts about how you don't have any close family nearby and the fact that trusting your sister…" he let the sentence hang there.
"Oh I bet that was all too easy to reconcile. But my fall off the wagon…" at this she hung her head. She hadn't learned despite everything. Addiction was addiction and the only cure now was cold turkey since she couldn't hold a phone, type an e-mail, or write anything down.
"Easy now that you're in rehab for your physical challenges, I called around and found a sponsor that was willing to come to you. That and if I ever catch you gambling again we're done. You lied to me and that hurts but I almost lost you for good and the hurts even more. I won't leave you now," he admitted, which wasn't easy.
"What would I do without you?" She smiled.
To Be Continued…