Chapter Twelve

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Scott ran around the building after two men, described as adults, mid-'30s, and Caucasian, it looked like one of them had a sleeve of tattoos, also dressed in black. While peering ahead, Scott bent down at the waist trying to catch his breath while looking halfway down the road seeing Isobel arresting them. Scott jogged up to her and grabbed them from her. "You alright?" Scott asked while looking at Isobel wiping the blood from her lip. "Yeah. Get them out of here." Isobel said as she walked a few feet down to the entrance of the Precinct.

Instead of going directly to her desk, Isobel went to the bathroom to look at her lip. She harshly grabbed out a paper towel and damped it with some warm water. Isobel leaned in closely to the mirror and dabbed her lip with water. "Damn it," she said while cringing in pain as she cleaned up the cut.

Isobel managed to get it to stop bleeding and walked out to her desk. She let her hair down to semi hide the cut she put her head down as people walked past her. Just then, Scott walks into the precinct with another officer with the two men in their custody. Isobel glances up as she watches Scott take them into holding before being questioned. As Scott shut the door he looked back at Isobel to make sure she was indeed ok. Isobel nodded letting him know things are fine.

Isobel pulled open her drawer to her desk, to look for some medicine. She sighed at the sight of not finding any. She placed her face in her hands and didn't know what to do for the first time in all her years of being there.

"Hey Isobel," said a voice. Isobel looked up to see Nadia standing there with a thick file in her hands. "Hey Nadia," Isobel said while looking at the folder. "Is that everything?" she continued to ask while reaching her hand out to grab it. "Are you ok? What happened? Shouldn't you get that checked out?" Nadia asked while slowly letting go of the folder as Isobel grabbed it. "I am fine. It is just a small cut." Isobel added while opening up the folder. "Thank you for marking these" Isobel said as she pointed to each page for the girls. "Makes it easier to navigate things." She added while rubbing her forehead in pain.

"Let's go over to the meeting room to discuss everything," Isobel said as she slowly stood up seeing the room spin. Isobel walked to the meeting room with Nadia trailing not far behind her. Nadia pulled out a chair for Isobel and forced her to sit down. "Sit," Nadia demanded while grabbing the folder out of her hands. Nadia then walked around to the other side of the table and took a seat. "We got everything we need, with hopefully an addition of you talking to Whitney," Nadia said while opening up the folder and pulling out some information. "Now, you asked me to question the girls about a Bella?" Nadia questioned while looking through the file. "Yeah, correct." Isobel shortly stated while yawning and cringing in pain.

"Nearly all of them, mentioned Bella as a young girl, who once was under Tim's care," Nadia said while pulling out an additional case file to hand to Isobel. Isobel grabbed the file and opened it to see her name Isobel Rose Callahan, and her birth date of 11/28/1983. "Ok...." Isobel said as she turns the page in the file. She keeps reading, and notices the case closed on 04/07/1994, Isobel laid the folder down to think. She looked at it again and saw "Timothy Taylor Date Convicted 04/10/1994 2 counts of Criminal Sexual Conduct in the first degree dismissed as a mistrial" Isobel looked down further to see her information as a victim and she covered her mouth.

"This is what he meant," Isobel said as she quickly closed the folder and blinked to try not to cry. "What do you mean?" Nadia asked while looking at Isobel feeling stressed out. "While arresting him, he asked if I remember him I didn't think anything of it. This happened so long ago, I don't even remember what he looked like back then. My mind is so foggy on what happened, I only have bits and pieces of memory on what happened." Isobel said while sliding the folder over to Nadia.

"I am sorry that happened to you," Nadia said while grabbing the folder. "Do you want me to question him and Stacy while you relax? Scott and I can get this. I don't want you to feel uncomfortable." Nadia added while standing up.

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