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	Wisconsin Police Department
	"So let's get this case over with," Marson said. Just then the head of the department Jake Crevers came in. Jake was a secret man, the kind that could make any criminal in shutter, not that he was scary, just that he had a precence. With his swift brown hair, and icy blue eyes, no one dared to look directly into his face, not even his squad. With his long raincoat and briefcase in hand, he stopped walking toward his office, when greeted by his detective. "Hey boss, hear about our case?" Brittany asked. "Yeah! Narcs finally came to his senses and got a lawyer," he stated, "and who gets a lawyer after they confess to the crime anyway?" "Well, he only has the lawyer because the Judge forced one on him," Detective Jason Mills informed them. The second youngest of the group, Jason was always trying to find an excuse for everthing. Much of the squad believed this to only be because he was twenty-nine and had only been on the job for a year or so, he'd change. "Sure the judge was forcing a public defender on him, his atterony's just a lawyer," Marson explained to all of them. "True," Brittany agreed. At that moment A.D.A. Daily who had been observing the detectives conversation answered the phone next to him that had rang. Mintues later he hung up, with a not so happy expression on him face. "What is it?" Jake asked. "I can't believe this! We could have had a better chance with the public defender. Narcs' atterony O'Lisa Preston dug deep and found that a month ago Narcs was charged with a parking ticket, he appealed to not have to pay it, and the court date is set for next month," he said. The detectives waited for more, but nothing came. "And, this means what? We don't all have law degrees Bruce," Jake said. "He was appointed a lawyer for the trial, which means when you interogated him, he already had a lawyer who wasn't present, violating Derick Narcs' legal rights," Bruce kept explaining. The detectives still weren't getting the entire perdicament. "So, he didn't say anything about a lawyer, except that he didn't want one," Patrick stated. "It doesn't matter, he had one, and the lawyer wasn't consulted, the confession's out," Bruce ended his explaination. The detectives all shook their heads. "Isn't there anything we can do?" Patrick asked basically shouting at Bruce. "No, O'Lisa already got the judge to pass the order," Bruce told them. "So now what?" Brittany asked. Bruce just sat there, wondering the same thing. "So what?" pushed a aggravated Jake. "I don't know! You're the cops, you figure it out!" Bruce yelled at him. "Yeah, but your the one with all this legal crap, this is your part of the case," Jake returned to Bruce. That's where Patrick jumped in. "Okay, okay!" he said standing between the two men. "Stop blaming each other for everything. We need to figure out what we're going to do about Preston." Everyone stopped their fighting to hear Patrick, they turned their complete attention to him. "Oh, and you have a plan detective," Bruce stated rather rudely. "No, but we need one," he said, with a very serious tone to his voice. "He's right, we need to start working, O'Lisa's good, have you ever heard of her before?" Jason asked Bruce, helping to stirr the subject back to the manner at hand. "Okay, we need to get more eviidence," Jack told them, "Mills, you and Clark talk to the medical examiner and Marson and Shannon, talk to the people at Tasha's school. Bruce, you'll need to talk to Preston." "Sir, where is Sammy?" Jason asked. "I don't know, but find her!" The captain ordered. Everyone was getting prepared to leave when Jake added, "and be thurough, we can't afford to lose this case!" *** Meanwhile, O'Lisa was visiting Derick to talk about the case. "Your confession's out, they can't ever utter a word of it's existince, so we can start from scratch," O'Lisa told him. "Thank God," Derick let out a sign of releavment. "Thank you!" O'Lisa nodded her head, then stared off for a moment, before saying, "Derick, may I ask you a question?" "Of course you may," he answered. "Okay, why'd you confess to kidnapping and murdering Tasha Burns if you are innocent?" O'Lisa asked him, she was quite frightened to Derick's reaction to this question, and of course she had reason to be. "Why? Are you judging me too now?" he shouted at the poor woman. He was obviously paranoid. "No, Derick, as your lawyer, I wanted to know," she answered Derick, terrified. He once more looked into O'Lisa's eyes getting dangerously close to O'Lisa. She was now breathing very heavily. "Okay. I just wanted this whole thing to be over. That's why I confessed, but then they arrested me and I was sent to court," Derick explained starting to talk slighly fast. "It's okay Derick, but how come you didn't want a lawyer?" she asked, "I mean if you were so scared." "Because, I didn't trust anyone else but myself. Lawyers are supposed to be the most secret keeping, lying, and snakey people of them all," he said. "That's a stereotype," she informed him, "how about this. I won't judge you, if you agree not to judge me as a pompus high paid lawyer like you see on TV." "Okay," he agreed, "so you really believe me then O'Lisa?" "Duh," she answered. "Good! At least I can trust you, right?" Derick motioned toward her. "Yes Derick, you can trust me." "Good, I hate when people pretend to have your trust, I'd love to kill people like that!" "Okay, now this is what we need to work on," she said, "those are the kinds of things we don't want to mention in court!" she said, then after assuring him that she would get him out of jail in no time, O'Lisa left.
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