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Part 8 - Ramifications and Repercussions
"That order... is countermanded."
Julia and Joan whirled to see me, Your Iron Crowbar, standing at the edge of the room. Lt. Commander Teresa Croyle was right behind me.
I'd gotten Joan's text that said '
Help
', which was our cue to go inside. Yes, we'd been waiting in my Police SUV right outside. I am not an Agency of the Weak-Minded, dontcha know...
"You get the hell out of my apartment!" yelled Ariel, coming up to Wanda protectively.
"You... had better shut your mouth," I replied, pointing my crowbar in my left hand at Ariel, "or you're going to be a world of shit. I'm sorry, Wanda, but you
will
have to come to the Station and be interviewed there."
"Am I under arrest?" Wanda asked, defiance in her voice.
"That depends on you." I said. "As of right now, you're not. But if you don't cooperate, then I'll do what I have to do. Detectives, escort Wanda and Ariel to Headquarters. Do not run them through booking, just put Wanda in I-A and Ariel in I-B if they're available. Let Wanda call a lawyer if she wants one."
Ariel and Wanda did not resist as Laurer and Rodriguez escorted them out of the apartment. I turned to Cindy and said "Are you recording this, Teresa?"
"Yes sir." said Teresa, holding up her iPhone.
I handed Cindy a document and she took it. I said "You've been served. That's a warrant for Town Fitness Centers to turn over its
entire
client list, and to annotate it to show which clients are specifically Carl's and which are Wanda's."
"I'll comply with it." Cindy said.
Then I had Teresa bag the two shattered iPhones in evidence bags. "They'll need to show why they need new ones." I said. After Teresa finished, I said "Okay let's go."
As we got to the door, I turned and said "Oh, by the way... when you get back to Headquarters, just go straight to the Chief's office. I can't undo this one..."
* * * * * * * * * * * * * *
I have rarely seen Teresa Croyle cry. When Amy had died, and a few other times when things got to be too much, she had cried. But now, as we were driving back to Police Headquarters, I saw out of the corner of my eye that a tear was trickling down the Iron Wolf's face.
"You okay?" I asked.
"Her career is over, isn't it?" Teresa said. "It's gone. There's nothing you can do to save her, either."
"I can't." I said. "But let's let it play out. And let's concentrate on Wanda and Ariel..."
* * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Julia Rodriguez came into MCD and put her gun into its drawer at her desk. Lt. Jerome Davis was working at one of the back desks, and saw the look on her face. "Everything okay?"
"No sir." said Julia, with formality. "We've brought in Wanda and Ariel for further questioning."
"Did you have any problems?" Jerome asked.
"Yes sir." Julia said, then added "If you don't mind, sir, I need some time and space. I'll tell you all about it later."
"Okay." said Jerome. "Just keep me in the loop..."
* * * * * * * * * * * * * *
I came out of the Chief's office and walked down to the anteroom of Interrogation Rooms A, B, and C. I looked through the one-way glass. Wanda was sitting there with her attorney, Mr. Gibson Stelling of Succup & Payne, P.C.
"I read her her rights." said Julia. "She immediately asked for a lawyer, and called Mr. Stelling, there. He got here very quickly, almost as if he'd been anticipating being called. They've been talking the last few minutes."
"Okay, good." I said. "I'll go in with you when they're done. No offense to you, and you still have the lead on this case, but I have a few questions to get us down the trail we need to be on."
"No offense taken." said Julia. "But I have to ask this: do I need to report what happened at the apartment?" I knew what she meant.
"Yes." I said. "You should inform your direct superior Officer, as should Laurer, and at least write up your report. I've already done what I had to do, and told the Chief."
"I'm sorry." said Julia. "That must've been hard for you. She's your blood, and your Police partner..."
"I'll just tell you this, Detective." I replied. "I love Cindy Ross like more than family.
But my duty... is to the Badge
. Never forget that... your first duty is
always
to the Force, and the 250 souls that are a part of it..."
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Some minutes later, Julia and I went into I-A. Joan and Teresa watched from the anteroom.
"What is this about, Commander?" inquired Gibson Stelling. "Why have you dragged my client down here, under arrest? For what?"
"She's not under arrest. Yet." I said. "But we're having some trouble getting cooperation from her and her business partners, so Detective Rodriguez made the very correct decision to bring her down here for questioning. And as part of that, I'm going to read you your rights, Wanda." I did so, from the card. Wanda said she understood the rights.