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Seeley Booth ([personal profile] paladinsuitsyou) wrote2007-11-04 03:01 pm

Scene 15: Getting information out of Trina

Previously...

She hung up on him.

Booth's grumpy enough after his interview with the Vickerses. Having some starlet hang up on him because she's peeved he interviewed her boyfriend - well, that's just the icing this cake needed.

So when he knocks on the door of Trina's apartment, he's not exactly gentle about it.
dead_hooker_2: (Not Friendly)

[personal profile] dead_hooker_2 2007-11-04 08:10 pm (UTC)(link)
The starlet in question is not exactly Little Miss Sunshine when she opens the door.

"Agent Booth.

"I'm afraid I'm fresh out of straws for you to grasp at," she says, and starts to close the door again.
dead_hooker_2: (Annoyed)

[personal profile] dead_hooker_2 2007-11-04 08:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"Just what kind of a girl do you think I am? We're not doing anything, anywhere, without my attorney present. Now get the hell out of my apartment."
dead_hooker_2: (Quiet Rage)

[personal profile] dead_hooker_2 2007-11-04 08:23 pm (UTC)(link)
"I changed my mind. Right around the time you decided to haul Chad in for questioning.

"You really are pathetic. Pointless, petty, vidictive. And I've had enough of that for one lifetime."
dead_hooker_2: (Quiet Rage)

[personal profile] dead_hooker_2 2007-11-04 08:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, Agent Booth, Seeley, this is calm. You attempt to haul me anywhere without a warrant, you're gonna find out what not calm looks like."

He won't like it. It's loud.
dead_hooker_2: (Not Amused)

[personal profile] dead_hooker_2 2007-11-04 08:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nothing I feel especially inclined to tell you right now, Seeley. Why?"
dead_hooker_2: (Mushed Face)

[personal profile] dead_hooker_2 2007-11-04 08:39 pm (UTC)(link)
He shouldn't have reacted to the first one, really.

"Lynn wasn't exactly the sort who usually hung out with the stunt guys," says Trina. "And I didn't exactly keep her social calendar.

"I'm not what you want."
dead_hooker_2: (Hurt / Tired / Open / Something)

[personal profile] dead_hooker_2 2007-11-04 08:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Trina stares at him for a minute, then opens the door again.

"You better come in."

She leaves him to follow her back into the living room, where she pulls a binder off a shelf and sits down on the couch.

"What don't you blame me for?"
dead_hooker_2: (Neutral)

[personal profile] dead_hooker_2 2007-11-04 09:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, I wouldn't even give her that much credit," says Trina.

She opens the binder. Booth can look, if he likes, but he's unlikely to be able to read anything -- it's a series of letters and numbers and symbols that form a code Trina has used to record her notes since she was about twelve.

"Andrew and Cassie Vickers. Stunt people. A little behind the times, these days. Developed the signature stunt for 1999's Over the Edge. They were invited to my stepmother's Christmas parties in 1999, 2000, and 2001, as well as to the Fourth of July picnic Dad threw as a port-9/11 fundraiser in 2002. They attended all four parties, but didn't make the Christmas cut in 2002, or since. Cassie likes dry red wines, Andrew is a beer drinker, preferably American, and not light. They used to have a very annoying little puppy, but it died in June of 2000. Lynn sent flowers, I think. Probably the usual dead-pet daisies.

"Any of that helpful?"
dead_hooker_2: (I Don't Buy It)

[personal profile] dead_hooker_2 2007-11-04 09:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Trina considers this. "Lynn invited a lot of people to those damn parties. But . . . well, 1999, not surprising. They had just made the movie, the stunt was a really big deal, the movie opened Christmas Day, a lot of that party was Over the Edge shit.

"The following two years, though . . . I wouldn't have expected it. I don't think she worked with them again."
dead_hooker_2: (Amused Disbelief)

[personal profile] dead_hooker_2 2007-11-04 09:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Trina laughs. "Because this is my job, Agent Booth. It's being able to go . . ." she pauses, thinking, and then continues in a very bright voice, "'Oh my God, it's Cassie Vickers, right? You know, I don't think I've seen you since last year's Christmas party and I was so sorry to hear about your dog. But we won't talk about that because it's Christmas. Let me get you a drink -- red wine, right? Dad brought home the best caberet from this little vinyard in Napa.'"

She shrugs, and then continues in her usual voice. "It's what I do, right?

"You really think they killed her?"

dead_hooker_2: (Soft Smile)

[personal profile] dead_hooker_2 2007-11-04 09:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"Good luck with that," she says, and it's not sarcastic, for a change.

Trina would probably be very disappointed to hear that she wasn't a suspect while the case is still open.
dead_hooker_2: (Neutral)

[personal profile] dead_hooker_2 2007-11-04 09:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"Thank you," she says.

No, Trina doesn't care about Lynn in the slightest.

But she's the only family of someone who does.