Rizzles Story

Chapter 26

In Jill's office

Jill: Hanson North, aren't you supposed to be in court defending a murdering crackhead?

Hanson: We're on a recess. Meantime, I'm waiting for someone to explain to me why this department tortured Walton James.

Tom: Showing him Theresa Woo's body is a long way from the water board.

Jane: Your client did not believe she was dead. We had to determine whether he'd had a psychotic bre.

Korsak: During which maybe he shoved her off a building.

Jill: And?

Jane: And we don't think he did it, but we do think he has information relevant to Theresa's murder.

Hanson: Well, I can't let you talk to him. Sorry, should've beaten it out of him when you had the chance.

Jill: We understand. Of course, that means I'll have to file against him for assault on a police officer, destruction of federal property, on top of the evading charge that'd easily get him a dime in prison. Or he sits down for a friendly talk. It's up to you.

Hanson: Okay, but only because I've gotta go decimate a traffic cop on the stand.

They walk out.

Tom: Hey, Jane, we should talk.

Jane: Yeah, sure, just not now.

Tom: Not now, the Jane Rizzoli refrain.

Jane: Don't be an ass, Tom.

She walks away.

Tom: Don't be an ass lieutenant. lieutenant.

Jane: God, he is so irritating.

Jill: Public defenders can be so sanctimonious. You meant Tom. Right.
You really think Walton's innocent?

Jane: Theresa was scared, but not of him. She let the restraining order lapse. In some of walton's photos, she's lookin directly into the lens. She even kept some of his favorite soda on the fire escape. I think she liked him. You know, he planted her flower box and probably took out her trash carried those really heavy water bottles.

Jill: Right. It's like a silent, lurking husband. It sounds almost nice.

Walton: Martha? Hey, baby.

Jane: I'm sorry you had to see Theresa like that. I know you didn't hurt her. You don't trust me. That's okay. But Theresa did.

She plays the message.

Theresa: Jane, it's Theresa Woo. I was hoping you could meet me. 3rd street newsstand, 8:00 A.M. I know we're not exactly friends, but it's important.
Thanks, Jane. See you in the morning.

Jane: Theresa started the crime beat the same time that I joined the force.
The first time I ever saw my name in print was in one of her articles. We kinda grew up together. Walton, as much as you cared about her, that's how much I care about catching her killer.

In the Viewing Room

Tom: How's she doing?

Jill: Jane's the best, just like always.

Tom: That's not what I meant.

Jill: I know what you meant.

Jane: Was there someone that she was afraid of? Maybe someone she was doing a story on? Was it her new boyfriend? Do you know who he is?

Walton: Someone was following her.

Jane: Who?

Walton: I don't know her name but I
kn-I know her license plate number.

Jane: Martha likes you. Maybe she should go home with you.

Korsak: Hallelujah.

In Jill's Office

Hanson: Crackhead plead out. Your boss signed off on manslaughter, Not bad for shooting grandma in the heart.

Jill: Why are you here?

Hanson: Why'd you stop returning my calls?

Jill: Walton gave up a license plate number.

Hanson: It's that too-soft-for-a-man E.R. Doctor, isn't it? You should dump him.

Jill: I need my desk.

Hanson: You really like this guy?

Jill: I really like this guy.

Hanson: Then dump him before it's too late. I know you. You're like me, too complicated to commit.

Jill: Once again, I ask, why are you here?

Hanson: You really want to know?

Jill: No.

Hanson: You sure?

Jill: Yes. Luke and I are in love. We're moving in together, and you don't know me.

Hanson: Yeah, I do.

He kisses her. She pushes him away.

Jill: Hanson! Stop!

She pushes him out.