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One Night Changes Everything	By : AtlantianDestiny Category: M through R > Monk Views: 6421 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Monk, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Having returned from the Cleaning Agency both Adrian Monk and Leland Stottlemeyer knew that they had just stumbled upon something big.
Judge Catherine Lavinio. That's who Carmen Herrera had been working for. The name had been familiar to Stottlemeyer…but Monk quickly remembered who the judge was.
It had been the Judge that Dale "the whale" Biderbeck had murdered.
Now both Stottlemeyer and Monk knew that a whole new box of worms had been opened.
"So Carmen Herrera was working for Catherine Lavinio a year before the Judge died. Nine Years later she ends up dead in a park with no purse or evidence to be able to identify her or link her to any suspects. Biderbeck is behind bars for kiling Catherine Lavinio and we don't know how Herrera or IF Herrera was connected to anything in the first place."
Monk grimaced. It didn't make sense.
"Why wait all this time? I mean Biderbeck would have done something sooner than this if she was a threat to him. Why after 8 years?" Randy asked intelligently.
"Maybe he couldn't find her...she knew he was after her..." Leland began as he gestured around with his hand as he usually did when explaining something. Of course he never got a chance to complete his theory as Adrian quickly butted in.
"Nnnoo! That's not it." He said as he bit his lip. His head tilted from one side to the other as his mind tried to connect the pieces.
He began to re-exam the photograph of the dead woman and tried to see something - something that maybe...just maybe he might have missed.
"All we know is that she was definitely not killed at the scene...she was most likely killed somewhere completely different and dumped at the park." Leland summarized everything that they knew.
Monk approached the photograph even closer than before and tilted his head in that oh so familiar way. Both the captain and Randy approached and tilted their heads as well...trying to see what Monk was trying to see. Of course neither of them did.
Slowly Monk's eyes flashed with an epiphany.
"She wasn't dumped."
As the words finally penetrated the captains mind he began to shake his head.
"Well I don't think she was..."
"She was!" Monk standing straight up and turning to look at Leland.
Pointing back towards the photo he began his explanation.
"Look at the way her body is positioned."
Both Leland and Randy looked at the photo and noticed how the body was laying on her side with one leg bent back and one arm almost seeming to hold her up.
Leland and Randy just stood there...trying to figure out what Monk was trying to say.
Finally Monk understood that they indeed didn't see what he did.
"Most victims that are dumped are found on their back or face down...but...not on their sides..."
The words took awhile to permeate in Leland's mind before the little gleam in his eye of realization was visible.
"We thought because of the way the body was covered with leaves and twigs that someone had been trying to hide the body...when someone was actually trying to...flaunt it." Even as Leland said the words it sounded odd. But the way that Monk twirled back around and pointed at the picture he quickly stepped closer, forgetting his discomfort at his words.
"Look at the leaves."
As they looked at the picture Monk began to explain.
"There's leaves everyone...all except under her body."
Randy tried to grasp what it meant but couldn't seem to come up with anything. But the captain understood.
"He cleared out the leaves so he could place her directly on the grass."
Randy couldn't help himself...he needed to ask the question, "What does it mean?"
Monk's eyes switched from Leland's to Randy's and then back to the captains.
"It means that the killer took his time placing her there. Placing her body just so. No defensive wounds on the body...just the injection hole we found." Monk brought his hands together with just the tips of his fingers touching.
"Whoever killed her knew her...intimately enough to not have her fight back."
"But who would want to kill Carmen?" Gertrude asked from behind Randy.
Monk looked over at Gertrude with a furrowed brow, biting his lip and then slowly shaking his head.
All let out a long sigh.
"There's got to be something else...I mean we're obviously missing something big here." Stottlemeyer said.
Monk turned back to the photograph...knowing that the Captain was right.
"Are you sure she doesn't know anything?" A masculine voice asked over the phone.
"Not a clue. As far as everything else is concerned I've disposed of the evidence that could link to you. You won't be bothered with this." Another man's voice answering the question, as he pressed the phone to his ear.
"DON'T underestimate Monk! You may think you've taken care of everything...but he always manages to find something!" the voice growled out.
"Yes sir."
"Keep Natalie wrapped around your finger at all costs. Without her Monk is useless."
"Yes sir."
"And if she happens to find out anything..."
"I'll take care of it Mr. Bidderbeck."
"Good." Bidderbeck's annoying voice returned as he hung up the phone.
Closing the cellphone the man turned and stared at the closed bathroom door and smirked. The best blackmail he could have ever have behind the closed door. It would insure he would be able to keep Monk from ever finding out anything at all.
Turning the man entered the elevators...an evil smile still on his face.
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