The week of Thanksgiving found the Intelligence team busier than ever. Kate was in her sixth week with the CPD and, in that time, they had closed more than half a dozen cases. Tuesday afternoon found Adam and Kevin huddled together around Adam's desk, both staring at the computer screen with their brows furrowed. Voight was stood in front of the white board, obviously deep in thought as he considered the pieces of information the team were trying to hang together.
Kate silently made her way behind the two as she came back from making herself a coffee, curious to see what had caught the rapt attention of the two officers. On the screen she could see that they were watching a badly lit, slightly better than amateur sex tape starring a brunette with breasts far too large for her slender frame and man who's face wasn't in the shot at all.
"You know you'll go blind watching that stuff, right?"
They both jumped a foot in the air at the sound of her voice behind them and she couldn't help but snicker at their reactions. Ruzek looked like a little boy with his hand caught in the cookie jar, a cute blush rising high onto his cheeks and Atwater rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.
"It's not what you think." Kevin muttered and Kate rolled her eyes.
"What's not what she thinks?" Hank asked, moving across the room towards his detectives to see what was going on.
He caught sight of the screen and raised a questioning eyebrow towards the two men. Just as Ruzek was about to explain exactly what they were watching and why, the woman in the video gave an exaggerated moan; a sound reserved only for truly terrible porn movies. Atwater struggled to find the volume button on the computer, fumbling with the buttons and Kate eventually succumbed to the amusement, snorting at the discomfort of her colleagues.
"Come on guys, anyone would think you've never seen bad porn before."
Ruzek and Atwater gawked at her, their mouths slightly open at her comment. Even Voight went as far as to raise an amused eyebrow.
"How'd you know it's bad po-"
"Shut it Ruzek. Care to explain to the class why you're watching that in the middle of shift?" Kate rolled her eyes, taking a sip of coffee.
Ruzek cleared his throat and shifted in his seat before answering.
"Ok, so we know that the killer is targeting attractive professionals....prostitutes, strippers and the like. We also know that he's got a thing for tall brunettes with big..." he coughed. "...assets." He gestured to the screen.
"That's him?" Kate took another look at the action on the screen. The man wasn't in shot at all, the camera focused solely on the woman writhing beneath him.
"We think so. Erin's CI said he goes by the name Darius Leto." Kate could see that the pornstar tagged in the video was one Darius Leto. A bit further down the page, she could see that he was affiliated with an adult film production company.
"Says that he works for 'Pearl Necklace Productions'." She pointed to the logo on the screen. "How original. Any idea who owns it?"
Both men shook their heads as a negative.
"Ok, see what you can dig up on Leto and find out everything you can about the production company." Hank nodded to the three of them before disappearing off towards his office, no doubt to update the rest of the team and call them back to base so that they could plan their next move.
After a few hours' of work, they discovered that Darius Leto was the sole proprietor of Pearl Necklace Productions who occasionally engaged in scenes with women who fit his preferred profile. No prior convictions but he had been arrested a handful of times for assault towards the women he was dating, usually under the guise of rough sex. Going from knocking your girlfriend around to killing random women was a significant graduation but not one that was unheard of.
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