<span style="color: #FF80FF"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><div style="text-align: center;">Lea Stevens</div></span></span></span><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn24/SociallyToxicBeauty/036e0d3a-b28c-47ec-b858-0eaea6c67e4d.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #FF80FF"><div style="text-align: center;">"Jazz"</div></span></span></span><br/><br/>Carlos dismissed Lea's ideas after looking more at the video, stating that it was likely there were more than just two people.<span style="color: #FF8000">"...Everybody knows that once you are inside the system a kidnapping and blackmail won't help to get you out again. No, their targets are we two, they want us to remain quiet. But why?" </span><br/><br/>Carlos didn't get much further in his thought as his phone rang. Two addresses and three thousand dollars--it was a lead and it was more than likely they would follow it. Carlos hung up and Lea fidgeted next to Carlos.<span style="color: #FF80FF"> "It has to be someone else within the force. There aren't any others who would benefit from shutting us up. The only people who will lose anything are others groups within the force and, the obvious, the Chief and his son. I mean, come on Carlos. Our asses were covered more than they were exposed before the shooting--"</span>Lea seemed to stumble over mentioning the shooting. It was still difficult to talk about it, even in passing.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF80FF">"I have proof of cover ups of police brutalities, discrimination within the force, missing evidence, forced confessions---All those things will be exposed once our story starts rolling. There is no stopping that. Mary-Ann might not try to pry it from me, but other reporters will--and if they can't get it from me, they'll swarm the precinct. The question is, who feels they have so much to hide that those sorts of things would worry them? I could be off base and maybe there is something else to lose outside of that that I can't think of--but regardless, I think this is another inside job,"</span>Lea closed her eyes for a moment to block out the throbbing that was beginning to invade her head.<br/><span style="color: #FF80FF"><br/>"I think we need to find Freeman, if he hasn't OD'ed somewhere in the pits of where ever the fuck he liked to hang..."</span>Lea said. While Freeman had introduced her to drugs and she hadn't seen him since after she was kicked from the force, she felt that he'd like be a valuable asset. He had fallen into drugs for a reason, and not just because he had gotten too into character while undercover. There was something in the background of that, but the only thing Lea could remember was that it had something to do with the force and their treatment of his late-partner.