Detective Badass

Yara Askner (3)

Ms. Kay resistantly came with us. When Liv and I sat down to talk to her though there was a knock on the door.
"Liv," Fin called out.
Liv stood and walked over to him. She sighed and I turned to see who I assumed was Kay's lawyer.
"We are done here, I am Margaret Kay's lawyer," I was right.
I stood up and walked out following Liv.
"She must've called him before we asked her to come in," I watched Kay and her lawyer talk together.
"Well we still have other leads," Liv looked down at her phone. "Rollins and Carisi are on their way here with one of the suspects. Fin, I want you and Garcia to go get the second one."
She gave Fin a look when she said my name. Something's going on here. I smiled to myself.
"On it, Liv," Fin nodded to me and we headed out.

"How's​ the wound?," Fin asked while I drove.
"Better, surprisingly."
He nodded. "That's good to hear."

We were at the suspects place, it was a huge house, very modern.
"Ugh, my dream house," I sighed as we walked up the stairs.
"Who is this guy?," Fin looked shocked as he looked around taking it all in.
I shrugged. "Maybe a rich family?"
We knocked on the door but no one answered. I rang the doorbell a few times but nothing.
"I'll go around back," I told Fin.
"Be careful."
I made my way to the back quietly, listening. I listened for scrambling or talking but nothing. Then I heard it, a door closing in the back.
"Police, stop," I held my gun on him but he wasn't listening so I tackled him down. He struggled but I had him. I called Fin.
"Good job, Garcia," he complemented.
I smiled and turned to the perp. "Can't answer the door?"
He didn't answer, just kept struggling.
We read him his rights and took him to the precinct for questioning.

"I'll tell Liv we got the guy," Fin told me heading towards her office.
"I'll put him in an interrogation room."
I pulled the guy into a room when he finally spoke. "I want a lawyer."
I laughed. "You can talk. Don't worry we'll call someone."
I closed the door and watched him kick the chair that was in there. I walked over to my desk and peaked at Liv's office to see Fin talking to her with a smile on his face. Wonder what they're talking about. I was working on the paperwork when Rollins and Carisi walked in with perp number one. The guy looked pretty handsome, the smirk on his face said he knew it too. He gave me a wink which made me laugh out right.
Rollins walked over to me. "Did he just?"
"Yeah," I rolled my eyes. "Did he do that to you?"
"No, but he made it clear that he has a thing for brunettes."
I turned angry. "He told you that flat out?"
"When I cuffed him, yeah."
"What an ass."

He was even more of an ass during the interrogation. He refused to talk to Carisi or Rollins, he wanted to talk to me. He was trying to buy time till his lawyer arrived.
"I'll talk to him, Lieutenant," I told Liv.
"No, we'll make him wait. Go talk to the perp you brought in."

Fin and I walked in and took a seat. I handed our suspect a water bottle. "Your lawyer will be coming in shortly. There's a bunch of traffic."
He nodded and took the water bottle. "I'll wait."
I looked to Fin.
"The faster you talk the quicker we can get through this. If you didn't do anything wrong we can help you," Fin coaxed the guy.
He took a shaky breath then started talking fast. "I only did a little weed! Ok, not a whole blunt, just a puff! That's it!"
What the fuck? "What are you talking about?"
He stopped and looked at us. "What?"
"We brought you in because you were at a fashion show were someone was brutally attacked," Fin tried not to laugh.
Our perp relaxed. "Oh."
I looked at the window to Liv's office. "So. What do you remember about that day?"

Our perp, Joe, told us as much as he remembered. He didn't notice anything at all but there was something going on in the back. He could hear some people shouting but that was probably the designer. We let him go since we didn't have much to go on. The other guy, Richard, was not as helpful as Joe. He talked to his lawyer but still refused to speak to us. Liv went in and tried to talk to him but he insisted on talking to the younger one with those "sweet full lips". I was appalled and embarrassed.
"I should just go in, the faster we can catch the son of a bitch who did this."
Sonny shook his head. "We would be giving him what he wants."
"What about our vic? Doesn't she deserve justice?"