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The Importance Of Detective Dave Brennan Of The Special Victims Unit, And Lead Investigator Of Susan

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Detective Dave Brennan of the Special Victims Unit, and lead investigator of Susan 's first attack eight years prior found himself a bit irritable. The assailant only serving six of a ten-year sentence, had been released on good behavior. Upon release, he had returned in retaliation, and brutalized her a second time, followed by obscene calls, and endless threatening letters. The case had been the reason for Brennan 's many sleepless nights, last night was no exception. Exhausted, the detective sat scanning over the case file, head cradled in one hand, he found himself at wit 's end. Susan 's second attack had been exceptionally brutal, the suspect had beaten, raped, and set her gown on fire. She had described her assailant, as wearing a …show more content…

Taking a deep breath, as he rose from his desk, he knew to break this case, he would have to go back to the beginning. Standing atop the stairs, "I am getting to old for this." He told himself, dreading the forty-eight stairs down to the evidence room. Brennan pushed the heavy door open, to find his old partner behind the desk, peering at him over the top of his glasses. He chuckled as Brennan breathlessly, slumped over the counter. "Good morning Dave, what can I do for you?" "Good morning Bob." He replied "I need to sign out the evidence in Susan 's case, the creep is threatening to pay her another visit. I need to get this scum bag behind bars, where he belongs." Having retrieved the evidence from the shelf, Bob reluctantly hands the small box over to Dave. "Hey ole buddy, we have been through this, nothing has changed, there is nothing of evidentiary value in this box." Brennan, now holding the tiny box in his hands, still mesmerized, by what little evidence the case had to offer, turned to leave without saying a word. Standing at his desk once again, and out of breath, the detective cursed himself for the few extra pounds he gained over the past couple of years. Slowly, and hesitantly placing the tiny box on his desk, he recalls its contents. Feeling the pressure of the task before him, he sits down, leans his head back, and closes his eyes. After several moments, without opening his eyes, he retrieves the small knife his father had given him

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