Captain Donald Cragen was looking over the arrest papers, and everything seemed to be in order. He'd stayed late to go over them himself. He'd really have preferred to get the bastard on the original charge, but somehow, nailing him for Alex's murder was even sweeter. And now maybe they had time to backdoor the rest of the charges in ( Read more... )

ADA Casey Novak was desperate.

Sitting on the opposite side of the courtroom was one of the top hired killers in the world: Liam Connors, el Fantasmo, the Ghost. It was a miracle they had found him before he'd fled the jurisdiction. He'd come into New York and left a particularly grisly trail this time. He'd murdered entire families. One little ( Read more... )

"I wish you didn't have to go," Alex sighed. This town must be getting to her; she didn't usually state the obvious like that. "I mean, I'm not ... gonna beg you to stay or anything. Your whole life is back in New York. I just ... hate saying good-bye."

At least this time, they got to say good-bye. Last time had been a little rushed.

(for the ( Read more... )

Alex was sad to be losing one of her employees, but early admission to Harvard was a much better career move than graduating from Fandom High School. Pretty damn impressive. Still, she'd miss having Turtle around ( Read more... )

( Alex had sat, stunned, as the DEA agent played a tape for her. )

( The case had been messy to start. )