*Sorry, it's been a while since I last posted a chapter so here is the third chapter and I made it a little bit longer...Enjoy!
It's not going to stop
It had been two days since the attack against the precinct. Voight and Antonio had told the rest of the team what they had found at the reporter office. So far, there was nothing in the old files. They couldn't find any links between the cases they had worked and what was happening now. All the unit was reunited at the precinct. Voight had asked to Roman and Burgess for help since the two of them were always teaming up with the unit and even if Voight would never admit it, he had prefer to keep an eye on his two favourites patrol officers. They were all talking the case.
"So far, we got nothing! We don't know who they are and how much of them there is outside. We don't even know why they are after your team!" Said Roman who was standing in the middle of the room. The others were sitting at there desk except for Halstead who was sitting on it and Voight who was standing in front of the white board where a screen capture of the madmen was beside the pictures of the fire.
"My team! I just want to remind you that Burgess and you are closely working with us so in my opinion, you two also need to watch your back." replied Voight. He turned his head to look at Erin. "Do we have a lead on the car at least?"
"Well the only thing we know is that it's a white civic and a partial on the plate number." said Erin letting out a sight.
"And as for the delivery to the reporter office, it was made by UPS. The guy who made it told us that the suspect looked normal. Around six feet tall, brown hair. Nothing out off the ordinary." announced Antonio. He rubbed his eyes a little bit discouraged. He would have preferred that their enemies had links to old cases because at least they would have something to be working on. Ruzek stood up and walked to the white board taking place beside his boss.
"Okay we don't have any lead or so but couldn't we put a word out for a white civic with a licence plate starting by Z? It's not much but at least, it's something. Since nothing came up in our data." he suggested looking around at his team members to see if they had any other ideas. It was Voight who talked.
"We do that. Alright, Roman and Burgess take care of this. And I think we are going back to see that reporter. We are going to ask her if she can diffuse the message that we are searching for that car. We are going to set up line only for this case. I want those jerks in cells before they can arm anybody. Antonio, with me. The others, you just continue to look at the files. I know it's not really exciting but it's a job that got to be done!" Voight turned to give a look at Halstead. "Is it clear?"
"Yeah boss." said Halstead putting his hands on his head.
Once again, Voight and Antonio made there way to Blair Taylor's office. At first they thought that this journalist was a pain in the ass but if they could use her in the end, why not? They arrived at the front desk and saw that Angel was behind it.
"Hey hi Angel! You remember us?" said Antonio cheerfully.
The young woman looked up and was surprise to see them again.
"Oh hi detectives. How can I help you today?."
"We would like to see Blair Taylor again if she's here." said Voight.
The receptionist looked at her computer, clicked a few times and looked back up.
"Yes she's here. She is suppose to be in her office. I'll let her know you are coming. You know where it is."
Antonio looked at the woman.
"Well thank you a lot."
He followed Voight who was already making his way to the elevator. They didn't had to wait to long before one arrived. They got in and started there ascension to the journalist office. They knocked on the door.
''Come in'' yelled the journalist.
The two detectives made there way into the office and looked around. It was smaller than they thought it would be for a journalist with such a big reputation. Taylor looked up from her computer and half smiled half smirked at the sight of the two men.
''Oh... I should've known that I would see you again. So what do you want this time? I don't have anything knew to tell you and nobody has contacted me about your case.''
Voight and Antonio sat in the chairs in front of her desk and the older man looked her straight in the eyes.
''Actually, we are the ones who need your services this time around. The only lead we have if we can call it that, is a white civic with a license plate starting with the letter ''Z''.''
Blair just stared at them.
''Soo..?'' she asked.
''So we need you to diffuse a statement for us to see if someone can help us finding the car.'' finished Antonio.
There was a moment of silence and Blair shifted in her chair. She looked like she was thinking about it.
''I guess I can do that for you since you didn't punish me for diffusing that video. I've been thinking about it a lot and I realise that I should of gave it to you in the first place.''
Antonio smirked.
''Well, what a surprise. What made you change your mind?''
The journalist looked at Antonio and what he saw in her eyes was pure sadness. She cleared her throat before talking.
''My father was a cop. He was actually in the same precinct that you are working in. He was killed in the line of duty when I was sixteen.'' She took a moment to breath before continuing her story.
''I don't know why I'm telling you all of this. I never talk about it because it still hurts too much. When I saw this DVD, it made me think of my dad.''
Voight and Antonio looked at each other.
''How come this case we are working on right now make you think about your dad? I mean yes he was a cop but what does it have to do with us? '' Asked Voight now all of his attention on the young woman before him.
''Well first of all, he was working in a unit similar to yours.''
''Wait a minute, our unit is the first of it's kind. I never heard of any precedent.'' said Antonio looking at Voight. To his surprise, his chief looked like he knew what she was talking about.
''Voight?''
Hank let out a sight.
''We are not the first team of special unit. We are the second one.'' He looked at Blair. ''I wasn't sure at first. Your father was Denis Taylor right?''
Blair looked surprise.
''Yes. You knew him?''
Hank smiled slightly.
''Yes and no. I was still in uniform at the time kind of like Roman and Burgess. If I remember correctly, your father was working undercover for his last mission so I wasn't really working with him but with the other members of the unit. But again, what does it have to do with us now?''
The young woman opened the drawer beside her and took out a file that she placed in front of her.
''I didn't became a journalist for the fame or for anything like that. It's partly because I'm curious but mostly because I wanted to know what had happened to my father. As I told you earlier, he died when I was sixteen. It was seventeen years ago and I still doesn't have all the answers I am looking for.''
Seeing that Antonio was going to talk she put a hand up and continued.
''While I was doing my researches on what had happened the day my father died, please, don't ask me how, but I found a DVD. It is like the one I received the other day after your precinct got attacked.'' She pushed the file that sat before her towards Voight and Antonio. ''This is what I found on the last case my father worked on. It started the same way yours did or at least it seems so. Take this file. I really think it can help you.''
Voight reached for the document and took it. Antonio seemed a little lost.
''You really think that those two cases are related even if there are seventeen years in between?'' asked Voight.
Blair shrugged.
''I can't be certain but even if there was just one attack and this video, I believe there is too much coincidences. First the similarities between the two videos then there is the fact that there is a link with the special unit and now, I'm starting to wonder if the fact that I am the one to have received the DVD is really because I am a journalist or because I am the daughter of the cop who got killed seventeen years ago and that the man who did it never got caught. Read the file, it might give you some leads.''
Two hours later, all the unit plus Roman and Burgess were reunited in the bullpen. Voight had explained everything that Blair had told them and he was now explaining to them everything he knew about the first unit.
''About twenty years ago, the very first special unit was formed. There was five members. The unit reputation was nearly as good as ours considering the resources at the time. It had been in function for three years when the precinct started to receive some threats like we did yesterday. At first, they thought it was some hot blooded kids trying to make there names known from the CPD but the situation got bad rapidly. Officers started to get hurt on the streets, false calls were being made. The unit took the case and they found out that a new gang had started to make his way up the ranks in the streets but not because they were selling drugs or anything like that. They were actually trying to clear the streets...from the cops. So the first unit decided to put an agent undercover to try and stop this war. So they successfully sent special agent Denis Taylor. Everything was going well, until they found out that someone from inside blew it for Taylor. The day the special unit was supposed to take out the group, they were ambushed. It turned out so bad that this exact same day, the unit was dissolved and internal affair just made sure that the story never came back up.'' his voice had turned into a whisper and the team kept quiet until Ruzek spoke.
''What was so bad that had to be kept of the records?'' he asked.
Voight cleared his throat but it was Olinsky who spoke.
''I remember that. We were on patrol together at that time'' he said looking at his boss.
He didn't seemed to mind the slight sound of surprise that came from the rest of the team.
''When Taylor arrived to the arranged meeting, there was a lot more people than expected. The rest of the unit was waiting for the signal with some patrol for backup. Taylor didn't had time to give the alarm that a gun was pointed at him. The team rushed to help with the patrolmen and a shooting started. That day, four officers were killed along with six gang members and three officers were hurt pretty bad. The worst part was the three innocent bystanders who got shot and killed.''
Something seemed to jolt Lindsey.
''That day when I was little...a police officer came and took me from school.'' she said. Hank looked at her.
''Yep. That day Olinsky and I were two of the officers that got hurt and Denis Taylor was killed along with another member of the unit.''
There was a silence for a moment but Halstead broke it.
''Okay so it seems we are facing the same type of gang but are the members actually the same?''
''It could be you know. I mean seventeen years, some must be dead by now but others were only like sixteen, seventeen, eighteen years at the time so there is a possibility.'' explained Voight.
''Well I guess that now we have something to work with.'' said Rusek.
Voight crossed his arms and faced his team.
''For now what we need to do is to reopen the case but I think it's going to be a lot of administration talk and we are going to have to convince the chief that it's related. Olinsky and I will take care of it. Until we have all the files, I guess there is not much we can do apart from being careful. So everybody get back to work and be safe.'' With those last words, he dismissed his team and left the room with Olinsky.