He looks over at her, as she sleeps. She wears a hospital gown, and she's covered in a white blanket. She doesn't look like herself. She's pale, and her hair is greasy. She looks as if she's past the point of exhaustion. She looks like she's been through a war that she can't win. He pushes the thought from his mind as his phone vibrates. He checks the caller ID, and silently rises from his chair. He steps outside of her room, and into the hallway.
"Tutuola," he answers in a hushed tone.
"Fin I need you to get in here to the precinct," Nick insists.
"I'm with Liv."
"I know that. I wouldn't ask if it wasn't important."
"Okay," he agrees, hanging up the phone. He returns to her room, she remains in a state of unconsciousness. He scribbles a note on a scrap of paper. She doesn't rouse as he plants a warm wet kiss on her forehead.
He enters the squad room, and Nick is waiting on him.
"What's up?"
"I have been trying to get a hold of you all day."
"I had my phone off."
"Why?"
"I was at the hospital with 'Livia."
"I thought that they released her."
"They did."
"So why is she still there?"
"It's complicated."
"It's complicated here, too."
Fin furrows his brow.
"What do you mean?"
"The coast guard found them on a boat in the Hudson River."
"Both of them?"
"Yeah. We've been sweating them all day, and neither one of them will talk. Neither one of them will say a word."
"What's our plan?"
Nick smirks, "I thought if they wanted to play that game there was no one better. We've all been in there, and none of us have gotten anywhere."
"Do we know which one is which?"
"Joel Hadley is in interview one. Job Whitley is in interview two. Do you want me to go in with you?"
"Nah," he shakes his head.
They head to the interview rooms. Nick hangs around outside, to observe. Fin enters interview room two. He closes the door behind him. He doesn't say a word when he approaches the subject. He pushes the table out of the way. Joel stares at him with a reptilian smile. Fin moves the second chair close to the suspect. He turns it around backwards, and takes a seat. He stares Joel in the eyes. Joel doesn't blink.
"It doesn't matter what happens in this room today. It doesn't matter what you say. The evidence we have already gathered is going to put you away forever."
"You can't prove that I did anything. If you could you wouldn't be wasting my time. You would lock me up, and throw away the key."
"I just want to hear your side of the story."
"My side? There is no side. I wasn't even there. I was deployed."
"Your brother was deployed."
"We are identical twins how do you plan on proving that?"
"Even identical twins have different fingerprints."
"Nothing you do here today matters Detective Tutuola. My work is already done. No matter what happens you can't fix her. I broke her. The Olivia you knew is gone, and she is never coming back. How long do you think it will be before the self-loathing is too much for her? It won't be much longer. One day while you're waiting for her to walk through the squad room door she'll put her gun to her head, and pull the trigger. They never make it out alive."
"What makes you think she's like all of the rest."
"Once I plant the seed in their mind that they are worthless everything after that occurs in a rather predictable pattern."
"What about your first?"
"My first what?"
"Your first mistake."
"She's in a hole so deep no one will ever find her."
"The one who got away?"
"I see her from time to time," he smirks.
Fin furrows his brow, "In your fantasies?"
He shakes his head, "Natalie Drake. Detective you think you know everything, but the truth is that you know very little."
"Stalking is a felony."
"I never said that I stalked her."
"You said that you saw her from time to time," Fin reminds him.
"And that dear sweet boy, too."
Fin doesn't say anything. He chooses to sit in silence, and study Job's body language. Job says nothing. Fin replays their conversation in his head.
"You said something about planting a seed."
"Did, I?"
Fin rises from his chair without another word, and leaves the room. He slams the door as he leaves the room. Nick stands in front of the two way mirror with his arms folded across his chest. He shakes his head.
"That's it?"
"I've got to go see Melinda."
"Why?"
"She performed the autopsy on the last body."
"So?"
"I need to know if there was evidence that she had recently given birth."
"I don't understand."
"He mentioned something about planting a seed."
"I heard him."
"I don't think that Calvin Drake was a mistake."
"You don't?"
"This guy thinks that he is a gift to humankind. He is a soldier..."
"He is torturing women, because he considers them valueless."
"Not completely."
"They are good for one thing."
"He is using them as incubators," Fin nods.
"To create an army. But to what end?"
"I don't know, but I intend to find out."