“Who is responsible for this? Who approved this,” the young man’s mother demanded.
Cragen, Benson, and Stabler avoided the woman’s eyes.
“I did,” Alex Cabot said.
“You should be ashamed of yourself,” the woman said quietly.
“We’ve got the person who did this to him,” Cragen said, attempting to alleviate some of the tension in the hallway.
“That’ll be a comfort to my Tommy if he lives.” The woman placed the surgical mask back over her nose and mouth and pushed through the swinging door into the burn unit. Alex tried to swallow the guilt clawing its way up her throat from her stomach.
Cragen looked at his detectives. “Go back through the files and see if we can find anything, and I mean anything, that ties these cases together.”
Stabler nodded and started down the hall toward the elevators. Olivia shot Alex a quick look of sympathy and headed after her partner. Cragen turned to Alex. “It wasn’t your fault, Alex. There’s no way you could have anticipated this.”
“Call me, at home if you have to, when you get them. I want to be there for the interview.”[Continue Reading…]