Law and Order: Special Victims Unit Gangster

37. His Gangster

Two Weeks Later....

"Detective Price," Sonny Carisi called, who no one called that.
"What is it, Carisi?" Juliana asked as she poured herself a cup of water.
"There's a guy here, says he know you. Marlon Ross?" he asked.
Juliana nodded slowly. "Yes. I'll talk to him. Just wait behind me."

Juliana was tasked with showing Carisi the ropes of SVU, as the second newest detective. She wasn't exactly thrilled, but was bored out of her mind with desk duty, and knew that she would soon be on maternity leave. She walked out into the squad room, where an afraid looking Marlon Ross stood, waiting for Juliana.
"Hey," he nodded.
Juliana nodded as well, smiling grimly. "Marlon. What you need?"
"So you're a narc now, huh?" he observed. "And you gotta kid too?"
"I'm really tired, Marlon, what do you need? By the way, they're twins."
He nodded. "Congratulations, good for you. Look, I need your help wit something, J. It's real bad, and, I think it's got something to do wit Angelo. You remember him?"
Juliana nodded. "Yeah. Marlon, what happened? I thought you said you'd never snitch on Angelo, or no one," she realized.
"This time it's different, Lil J. He messed wit AJ this time. You remember my uncle, AJ Jenkins?"
Juliana nodded, smiling fondly. "AJ-47. Of course I remember. What happened?"
  "He messes wit AJ's girl, Kylie. Man, he...." Marlon shook his head. "That ***** and his gang f**kin gang-banged her behind a dumpster. I had to do something, J."
  "That's some f**ked up sh*t, Marlon. We're just finished working on another case, lemme talk to my Sergeant real quick," Juliana promised.
  He scoffed. "I'm mad buggin just hearing you say that sh*t."

Juliana headed into the office, explaining the situation to Benson.
  "Sarge, the new guy and I can handle this one. I know that hood more than anyone else here. I'm not too far along to just check it out, I can do this," Juliana persisted.
  Liv nodded. "Fine. You're taking Fin with you for backup," she agreed firmly.
  Juliana nodded in a hurry. "Yes, ma'am. Marlon! Carisi! Let's go, now! I don't wanna wait for your ass, hustle!"

****

They all crammed into a more low key car, as Juliana sat in the passengers seat and Carisi drove, while Marlon sat quietly in the back with Fin. Carisi parked the car, as Juliana grabbed some street clothes from evidence out of the trunk, tossing some at Fin and Carisi, heading into the gas station bathroom.
  "I think it's best that you stay in the car, unless we need you," Juliana announced as they all finished changing.
  "What? Price, do you guys hate me that much?!"
  Juliana rolled her eyes. "Get over yourself, Carisi. Look on the mirror, even if you did put on some new clothes, you still look like a narc."
  "You do, man," Marlon agreed.
  "Because I'm white?"
  Fin sighed. "No. It's a lot of different things, my man. Trust us."
  "We don't need you screwing up this investigation just because you think you know the streets," Juliana explained. "Nothing personal. Now stay there. Marlon, let's go. We're gonna talk to AJ-47 and Kylie. Then we gon pay a visit to Angelo and the boys."

****

  "It's been a while since I've played hood rat," Fin remembered.
  "You make up a street name yet?" Juliana smirked.
  "I think Ima be.... Ice T," he laughed.
  "You really think they'll buy that? That doesn't even sound like a real street name," Juliana laughed hysterically.
   "We'll see. So. Who am I, Lil J?" Fin teased.
  "Well, everyone knows Marlon, probably me too, so you can be.... my new man," Juliana laughed. 
  "Whoa, aye, Ion wanna mess wit Barba's sh*t, feel me?" he joked.
  "Ha ha. It's fine, Fin," Juliana assured him.
  "Aight," he nodded.
  "Uncle AJ," Marlon called. "You and Kylie doin aight?"
  They embraced quickly. "Yeah, thanks, man," AJ nodded.
  "You remember Juliana, right? Chris's sister? Used to rock wit me and C-Note, Cronut, and them?"
  "Yeah, I can't never forget you, Lil J. I taught you how to use a pocket knife. You a cop now, huh?"
  "Yeah. Sex crimes; it's pretty brutal, actually," Juliana replied.
  "Aight, aight. Y'all wanna come in? We got Hen," AJ Jenkins grinned.
  "Can't," Juliana sighed gesturing downward.
  "Oh. Lil J ain't so little no more, huh?" he smiled.
  "Aight, Uncle AJ.... you know why we're here, right? This my boy, Ice T. We're here to help you make a case for Kylie. I know y'all ain't on that snitchin sh*t, but you gotta admit, Angelo's some next level sh*t. He's beyond cruel," Juliana began.
  "It's cool, J, I know. I want him off my block as bad as you do."
  "That's good. We on the same page then. Shouldn't be no problems," Fin said. 
  AJ nodded grimly. "This sh*t's low key, right?"
  "Yeah. After we're done here, me and Ice, we'll leave wit Marlon, and walk, nothing special. We just gotta go see wassup wit Angelo, then we out. Then, we'll send a beat cop, a UC. That's undercover. No one gotta know you talked," Juliana promised.
  "God, man, I feel like such a b**ch ass *****."
  "Don't, Uncle, it's fine. Just, please.... can we talk to Kylie? Alone?" Juliana asked.
  He nodded, somewhat hesitant. "She's in the room. You know the one."
  "Okay. Stay here, Marlon."