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Adam	By : kattanon Category: S through Z > The Shield Views: 1482 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: - I don�t own any of the characters of The Shield, they all belong to Shawn Ryan and FX.

Adam Chapter 1
For someone who�d been picked up in possession of five kilos of cocaine and $200,000 Juan Martinez was very calm. He hadn�t shouted about his rights, he hadn�t shouted for his lawyer. He just sat in the interview room with a slight smile on his face and studied his fingernails, occasionally breaking his silence by whistling the theme tune to the TV show CSI. The whole thing was beginning to unsettle Vic as he watched him on the TV in the observation room.
"He�s a cool bastard." Shane remarked next to him.
"Yeah�a little too cool," Vic agreed. Turning to Shane he smiled and added, "Let�s see what we can do about that."
Shane grinned back and followed him to the room where Martinez was.
As they entered Martinez looked up at them and smiled,
"Ah, I wondered when you were gonna be joining me. I wanna make a deal."
Vic snorted as he leaned back against the closed door watching as Shane circled around to stand behind the prisoner.
"Five keys of coke and money that�s no doubt gonna turn up covered in drug�s residue when it�s tested which is gonna tie it and you to drug deals, and you wanna make a deal. I think we�re kinda happy with things the way they are. What do you think Detective Vendrell?" Vic said looking over Martinez�s head to Shane standing behind him.
"Oh yeah, I�m happy." He beamed back.
Turning once more to Martinez Vic continued,
"There you go so thanks�but no thanks."
Still Martinez didn�t flinch; he merely raised an eyebrow and widened his smile. Vic was becoming curious in spite of himself. Whatever cards Martinez was holding they must be good cause he wasn�t even breaking a sweat.
"Oh, I think you�ll change your mind. I think you�ll wanna know about this. In fact I think you�ll get the DA down here personally to cut me loose in exchange for what I know."
Vic once more glanced at Shane who widened his eyes and shrugged.
Crossing his arms across his chest Vic feigned indifference, while inside a strange sense of foreboding was making his stomach clench and his heart beat faster. However, he managed to keep a poker face when he calmly smirked at Martinez and said,
"I don�t think so shit-head."
"Oh really." Martinez replied, his cocky, smarmy attitude really starting to annoy Vic. "Not even if I could tell you the whereabouts of something you�ve lost?"
Frowning Vic asked,
"What the fuck are you talking about?"
Martinez leant forward in his chair, staring intently at Vic,
"About a year ago you lost one of your own. He�s there one minute and then poof�" He snapped his fingers to illustrate his point, "�disappeared without a trace."
Vic�s eyes snapped up to look at Shane who stared back at him wide-eyed, before he growled out from behind Martinez,
"You better not be yanking our chain, or you�re gonna wish you never climbed out of whatever truck you smuggled yourself over the boarder in asshole."
Turning slightly to look back over his shoulder at Shane, Martinez�s smile never slipped and he opened his arms wide and answered him,
"Would I lie to you?"
He was too confident, had been all along. He knew something Vic was sure of it,
"You better not be, or spending twenty-five years in Pelican Bay is gonna be the least of your worries." Vic snarled. Then he added, "What do you know?"
His attention once more focused entirely on Vic, Martinez narrowed his eyes at him before replying,
"Do we have a deal?"
"Tell me what you know."
Martinez merely stared back at him tight lipped and wary, and Vic was forced to concede,
"Tell me what you know and if it�s as important as you think it is I�ll talk to the DA."
Martinez considered Vic�s answer for a moment before coming to his decision. Eventually he nodded slightly and then said,
"Two weeks ago I was a guest of Taylor Fitzgerald. We had some�cross-boarder business to discuss. We�ve known each other for about ten years, and we�ve done business together before�although this is the first time in a couple of years. The coke is his. Payment for some M-16�s that I�m supposed to be brokering a deal for. The two hundred grand is my fee for being the middleman. Anyway while I was at Taylor�s place he showed me his pet. At least that�s what Taylor calls him. He knew I�d be coming here to set up the gun deal so he thought it was real funny, said his pet used to be a cop in LA�from Farmington."
Moving forward to stand in front of the table Vic asked in a quiet voice,
"What do you mean "his pet"?" Knowing as he did that he wasn�t going to like the answer.
Martinez detected the dangerous tone to Vic�s voice and leaned back away from him spreading his hands in a conciliatory gesture,
"Like I said that�s what Taylor called him. I�ve heard plenty of rumors about Taylor and his "pets", but I�ve never met one before. Taylor�s rich, ruthless and fucking insane. If he sees something and wants it�he takes it. He�s got certain�tastes that he likes to indulge." As he spoke Martinez lost some of his cockiness and actually began to look a little uncomfortable. "He must be fond of your boy cause from what I�ve heard he usually gets bored with his little fucktoys after a couple of months and gets rid of them."
Vic felt his stomach turn when Martinez�s turn of phrase pretty much confirmed the unsavoury conclusions he�d been reaching in his own mind. Having to make sure his voice was steady before he spoke he took a deep breath and then asked,
"Did you see him?"
Martinez nodded, not having to ask whom the "him" referred to,
"Yeah, Taylor introduced us."
Fighting down the urge to punch something Vic continued,
"Did you speak to him?"
"Not too much. He was pretty quiet�withdrawn. To be honest I think he was a bit�" Martinez made a circular motion with one finger at the side of his head. " Not that you could blame him I guess. A year as Taylor�s plaything would be enough to make anybody a little�um�a little unbalanced."
Jesus, this was just getting worse by the second, but Vic had to know as much as possible,
"What about his name? Did this Taylor tell you his name?"
Nodding Martinez replied,
"Adam, he said."
Vic felt a strange mixture of relief and disappointment flood through him. He began to turn away when Martinez quickly added,
"That�s nothing. I told you Taylor�s insane right�he calls all his "pets" Adam. I�ve no idea why you�d have to ask him, but they all quickly learn to answer to it."
Turning back Vic asked,
"Can you describe him?"
"Sure�sure. White, in his thirties, tall, slim, brown hair, blue eyes."
"If I show you some pictures would you be able to pick him out?"
"Absolutely."
Vic considered for a moment before motioning Shane to join him outside.
"You wait here." He said to Martinez.
"You�ll talk to the DA?" Martinez asked him.
"Choose the right picture and yeah we�ll make a deal."
Martinez leant back in his chair, his smile back in place,
"I thought you might." He said.
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