One Night Changes Everything | By : AtlantianDestiny Category: M through R > Monk Views: 6421 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Details never escaped him. If it were one thing that he could count on, it was that details never escaped him. Even after all the years of catching criminals and the devious ways they try to commit crimes, Adrian Monk would find the details to put those who deserved it...behind bars. If anything, sometimes he felt that even though he was a complete mess at times, he was better than the people that had tried to kill and hide all evidence of their indiscretions. Yet they didn't realize one thing.
Details never escaped Adrian Monk.
After all of the cases that he had ever solved, year after year of countless little facts swimming around in his head, the one thing that now alluded him was nothing more complicated...then his own feelings.
Absurd to those who did not know Adrian Monk, but not to those who had been in his life long enough to realize that despite being a brilliant detective, Adrian Monk was horrible in social settings. Things that others take for granted - like how to tell a joke, or go bowling - these little social standards were lost on him.
Needing that social interaction- the overwhelming desire to try and fit in had always kept him from truly understanding just how very different he was. Feelings of insecurity, and at some times a severe inferiority complex continually made him try to please others, only ever wanting a friend that wanted to be around him.
Those were the type of feelings he was use to. At the moment though, it was one of the last things on his mind.
Gertrude Bakker - Trudy - his newest client had given him a wake up call on his own feelings, that he himself was not aware of. Well...not that he wasn't aware of some feelings, but not the feelings that she had accused him of having.
"Yes you do." Trudy again said the words softly, "You're just too afraid to admit it."
Trudy's words repeating in his head over and over.
Was that the truth? Was he afraid to see Natalie with the same eyes that he had looked upon his wife's? Would he be able to still love Trudy and love Natalie too? Why was he so afraid of the possibility?
The last question to himself disturbed him more than the others, because he realized in that instant...that he indeed was afraid. Problem being is that he didn't know exactly what he was afraid of!
"Mr. Monk? Are you ok?"
Monk turned to find Trudy behind him, being accompanied by officers on either side of her.
"What's going on?" Monk asked as his personal troubles were pushed to the wayside as he saw the scared look in Trudy's face.
"We're suppose to escort her to San Quentin." One of the officers answered.
"What?" Monk stood up from the chair he had been sitting in, "No. Wait! The Captain said that she was to be held here..."
"The mayor himself requested the transfer." The other officer responded, cutting off Monk's protest.
"HEY! HEY! What's going on here!" Stottlemeyer said as he rushed over to Monk's side, his timing perfect.
"The mayor requested the prisoner be transferred to San Quentin and booked for Murder in the first degree." The first officer said as he handed Captain Stottlemeyer the paperwork that allowed him authorization to do so.
Captain Stottlemeyer stared down at the paper with his mouth open in his usual shocked manner.
"I didn't kill my husband!" Trudy said just barely below yelling, and her eyes suddenly went behind the captain to the white board that normally held all of the unsolved case photos.
"Oh my God!" Trudy cupped her nose and mouth. "It's Carmen!"
Both Monk and Stottlemeyer turned to stare at the board and then back to Trudy.
"Who?" The Captain asked he too stared at the photographs.
Trudy approached the white board and touched the photo.
"You know her?" Adrian asked as he too approached Trudy.
Trudy's eyes showed her shock as she nodded her head.
"Isn't that the woman that was killed in the park? We couldn't I.D. her or find any witnesses." Stottlemeyer remembered as he took the picture off the board and toward Monk.
It took Monk a second to recognize the woman. He remembered that day all too well. It was the day after 'it never happened' between he and Natalie.
"She was found under a tree in one of the local parks."
Trudy shook her head, trying to rid herself of the image that she had just seen.
"Her name's Carmen Herrera. My husband use to play soccer in the park with a bunch of friends. She use to come with her boyfriend every Sunday to cheer for him. I haven't seen her in 10 years." Trudy said as she looked over at Monk.
Stottlemeyer turned to the two officers, "Sorry guys! I'll inform the mayor that Ms. Bakker is a material witness myself," Stottlemeyer began as he pointed with one arm towards the elevators to the gentlemen officers.
"I can't believe it!" Trudy began as she stared once more at the photo of her deceased friend.
"Trudy," Monk began softly, "was there anyone that you know of that could have possibly done this? Maybe her boyfriend?"
"No. They broke it off when he had to move back to Brazil to help his father with his business. But...Carmen was incredibly sweet. Everyone loved her. I have no clue who would want to hurt her."
"What did she do for a living?" Stottlemeyer asked with a furrowed brow.
"She was a housekeeper. I don't know what agency she worked for but...I know Carmen was working for a Judge when I last saw her."
As the words left Trudy's mouth both Leland and Adrian looked at each other.
Monk turned back to look into Trudy's eyes.
"A judge? Who?"
Trudy shook her head. "I know that it was a female judge, by the way Carmen talked about the judge...but - I never heard the name."
Randy had been at his computer typing away the name of one 'Carmen Herrera' and was hoping that someone had reported the woman missing.
"BINGO!" Randy announced as the computer spit back the information he needed.
"Carmen Herrera! Reported missing four months ago by one cleaning agency Shine On Services located in Bayshore."
"Looks like we're taking a little trip!" Leland exclaimed with a little smirk. He was enjoying the fact that not only was he keeping Ms. Bakker, but they finally found a clue to crack a case that had left him looking like an idiot to the mayor.
"Ms. Bakker, I'm going to need you to come with us to see if you can identify anyone that you know or might have seen with Ms. Herrera." The Captain explained.
Trudy nodded her head, understanding what was needed of her.
Monk again looked at the picture of Carmen Herrera on the white board and felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. Something inside him telling him that this wasn't an average case. That this one might be more...than meets the eye.
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