Leon Orcot (under_arrest) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2016-11-26 22:33:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, judy hopps, leon orcot |
Who: Leon and Judy
What: Talking about a case
When: September
Where: The police precinct
Warning/Rating: Some talk of a girl being trampled to death, but mostly low.
Status: Complete
Working with an animal related death was way too much like his dreams. Which was actually strangely comforting, even though he knew that D wasn’t behind this particular crime. But thanks to Liv’s visions, they knew the farm that the death had taken place at. Now it was just to figure out whether it was an accident, and the only crime was dumping the body, or if it had been a murder. The best way to do that was to figure more out about some of the history of the farm, and farmer, in question.
“Hopps,” Leon said, making his way to Judy. He sat down in the chair across from her desk. “You get those files for me yet?”
Work was something that Judy could definitely get into. She'd spent days going around to gather up information, and she had peeked at the older case files that pertained to the farm and the farmer in question mostly so she could have a starting point.
It hadn't taken her long to figure out that the farmer had a history of violence, and didn't take care of his animals. That, in and of itself, was a shame. She glanced up as Leon sat down across from her desk, "Yup." She flipped through a couple of files that sat piled up on one corner of her desk, and then pulled the one out that she needed. "Here you go." She handed it over to him, "Their turnover rate is pretty high. There's a list of current and former employees in there just in case one of them might've been the one."
All Leon had asked Judy for was the files. He had expected to need to do most of the work himself, and he was actually surprised that she’d done some looking into it himself. Surprised and grateful. It wasn’t that often that he found that kind of initiative among the newer officers. He quickly leafed through the files. “This is great, Hopps. You’ve saved me a ton of work. You happen to notice if there were many official complaints filed by the employees?”
Judy offered Leon a bright smile, proud of the work that she'd put in. Judy figured that if she was going to be an officer that she might as well give 100% otherwise what would be the point? Giving a nod she shifted slightly in her seat. "Yeah, the guy appeared to have a pretty bad temper. He threatened several employees, I think there might've been an altercation or two as well." Her brows furrowed slightly, "There were also domestic violence charges."
Leon sighed. Between this bit of information and Liv’s visions, it was becoming less and less likely that the protester had just managed to get herself trampled to death by accident. Not that the possibility was completely out of left field. A Meat-is-Murder protestor meets a vaguely ironic end getting too close to the cattle, and a panicked farmer dumps the body in a field so as to avoid the insurance. But it was a bit of a coincidence that the man also had violent tendencies, especially when some of his more difficult staff had met with some pretty awful accidents while on his farm.
“What’re your thoughts on the case?” he asked Judy, thumbing through some of the pages of it. He was already getting a picture in his head, but sometimes he liked to question officers as well. Mostly as an exercise for their benefit, but on some rare occasions he’d managed to get some surprising insight.
Judy let out a long breath, lips pursing in thought after the fact. What did she think about the case? Well, honestly she believed that the farmer had done it somehow, or maybe, just maybe the protester had gotten a little too close to the cows. Shaking her head, she looked over at Leon, "Honestly? I think that the farmer scared the cows into trampling the protester to death. I mean, it would make the most sense although it does seem strange to me that he wouldn't do it with his own hands. He seems like a very hands on type of guy if you know what I mean." She lifted a shoulder, "But I mean, it's possible that he used them to do his dirty work. If they were scared of him, or a prod they'd definitely run in the other direction to get away."
A hint of a smile managed to cross Leon’s lips. He’d been thinking along the same lines - at least, once he forced himself out of the mindset that the farmer had just asked the cows nicely to trample the protestor. “It’s a lot harder to prove someone culpable in murder if they get animals to do it for them,” Leon said. As much was true in his dreams. None of the evidence he’d ever brought against D was enough to get anyone else to take Leon’s suspicions seriously, even though Leon had been right all along.
He took a look over the file again, swiped his nose with his thumb, and smiled at Judy. “Thanks, Hopps,” he said, waving the file once. “You saved me a ton of work.” She’d be getting a mention in his report when all was said and done, that was for sure.
With a sideways tip of her head, Judy agreed. "That could be true, if a person could do that." She lifted a shoulder, strange things happened here in the OC so she supposed that it could be true. "Hopefully you'll be able to find what you're looking for."
A bright smile settled on Judy's features, "Anytime, Leon. I don't mind helping out where I can." She was always glad to help catch the bad guy, or do whatever she could to help lighten the load off her fellow officers. "Anything else you need me to help with?"
“I think I’m good right now,” Leon said, getting up from where he’d been seated. “But you can be sure you’ll be the first officer I come to if I need anything else. And I owe you a beer.” He waved with the file as he took his leave.