Partners in Crime; A Jay Halstead Fanfic

Impossible Dream

Y/n's POV

"Hey. What are you doing up so early?" Jay asked me as he emerged from the bedroom rubbing sleep from his eyes.

"I'm just making sure everything is set for the wedding," I answer and scan over the dozens of papers scattered on the table in front of me.

"Right. In a matter of days, we will be getting married. I'm gonna go take a shower. Want to join me?" Jay questioned.

"As much as I would love too, I've got to finish this up before we have to go into work," I tell him.

Jay nodded and placed a kiss on the top of my head. "All right. Make sure you're dressed in like an hour." I hummed in response as Jay left the main room to go take a shower. About an hour later, just before we were about to head out, I got a call from Adam, who told me that we had a new case. A new case meant a crime scene, so as soon as Adam gave me the address, Jay and I drove over to examine the scene. Once everyone had gotten a look around and did what they needed to, the whole team gathered in front of the building.

"What are we thinking? Armed robbery?" Voight quizzed. 

"The register was cleared out, but his wallet was still on him," Jay replied. 

"The M.E. said there was fresh contusions and abrasion on Roy's face," Kim added. "He was beaten and shot at close range." 

"Oh, yeah. This was personal. All right, what do we know about the offender?" Voight asked. 

"I didn't get a good look at all. 5'10. 170. Masked up. Ruzek said he was fast as hell," Kevin spoke. 

Voight sighed. "Surveillance? 

"There are no security cameras inside," Hailey responded. 

"I'll get started on PODs," I say. 

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"My CI told me that Quincy Barrett runs that neighborhood. He's got a strong sheet. Distro, agg assault, armed robbery, intimidation. He also doesn't fly a flag. He's a lone wolf. From what I understand, he recruits unaffiliated kids to deal dope and shake down good business owners for protection money," Kevin informed us.

"All right. Anybody talking?" Voight questioned. 

"No one so far," Adam replied. 

"But it's pretty clear that pizza guy is getting harassed or saw something. He just doesn't want to get involved," Kim noted. 

"Well, we also know Roy was getting harassed. OCD Lab dumped his phone, and he's been getting threatening text messages for about a month from a burner. These are the most recent. Two weeks ago, 'Tick tock, old man.' Last week, 'Time to pay.' And yesterday, 'My gun's untucked.' All the messages are coming within the vicinity of the hardware store, and after Roy's murder, the phone was turned off," Hailey explained. 

"It sounds like Roy didn't want to play the game, so Quincy decided to make an example out of him, send a message," Voight stated. "All right, so what else we got?" 

"During our canvass, a witness told us that they saw a beige SUV patrolling the block for about 20 minutes before the shooting. It had tinted windows. But, we did our homework. Quincy drives a beige Escalade," Jay pointed out. 

"Okay. Did we catch it on any security cams?" Voight questioned. 

"No, he got lucky," Jay said. 

"Well, it looks like his luck just ran out," I exclaim and turn my computer so that everyone could see what was on the screen. "This was captured on POD footage across the streets from a car wash on Jackson two hours after Roy was killed. That Escalade's registered to Quincy Barrett. And that guy, it looks like he's only cleaning the driver's side."