An American Crime Saga: Part Three
Hello Everybody! Here is the first chapter of the third installment of my American Crime Saga Series. If you are reading this and haven't read parts 1 & 2, then please read them first! Anyhooo… enjoy and Review!
Chapter One:
"Son of a…!" Detective West cursed when he realized two things. One, he'd just shot and killed an innocent bystander, and two, he'd just done what he said he wouldn't do, let his man escape.
"How could I be so friggin stupid!" West yelled at himself as he ran to the window Jimmy had so 'casually' exited through.
"Come back here you son of a bitch!" Troy screamed out and fired his pistol out the window out of anger. Our detective had another problem on his hands. He had to explain this to his boss. His bloodthirsty, professional, do-or-die boss. That's the thing with bosses in the detective world. They're all hard-asses.
And West didn't even need to call his boss himself.
Detective West's pocketed cell phone began buzzing against his leg. West reached in and pushed the answer button maybe a bit too hard. He was still fuming over the last few minutes.
"He.. Hello?" West hesitated.
"You know who it is numbnuts. Just tell me what I wanna hear." The voice on the other line said. It was a raspy voice, that of a frequent smoker.
"Uh, well you see…" West began.
"You didn't get him, did 'cha?" The voice asked.
"Nope. And I kinda shot up an innocent chick…" West added.
"Innocent chick? Listen to me, nobody on this Earth is innocent. Now, unnecessary casualty's, I can cover those up. But, I can't cover up failure. Now, I can fire you right here, on the spot, but you've done me good in the past, so I'm gonna give you a chance. Chase him and get him, no matter what. Just get 'im."
"I got it." West confirmed as he walked around the motel room. It was then that he noticed a bag. Tempted to look inside, West discovered something important. Jimmy's money. The one thing all of the parties where out to get.
"Hey boss," West said, "I got some good news."
Jimmy aimlessly walked up down the seemingly endless street near the motel with a thumb raised. He had, in five minutes, lost two friends, and lost the money that he stole from Castillo's gang and owed Lazanno's mafia. And worst of all, the money was now in the hands of the police and a bloodthirsty detective who would still be on his track.
Looking at the situation, Jimmy had no money with him, no car, no friends nearby, and had the police, mafia, and red cat's (Castillo's gang) chasing after him. And for all of this he couldn't help but wonder whose fault it all was. Was it Sheen's fault for getting him involved in the first place? What about Cindy, who gave him the go ahead? And himself, who made the decision to go along?
He probably would have gotten to the bottom of that question had a car no pulled over.
"Where to, buddy?" The man in the car, an old ford of some sort, asked. He was mid height, mid aged, and about mid weight. He sounded friendly, almost like a Ned Flanders kinda feel.
"I'm going to Meadowview, the Retroville suburb." Jimmy answered as he stepped into the passenger seat.
"You got it. So, why are you out in the street in mid day with no car or nothing?" The man said.
"I got dumped." Jimmy looked out the window incase Detective West was on his trail.
"Ouch, tough love, huh. So, what 'cha doing at Meadowview?"
"Visiting my dad for some cash." Jimmy replied, still on the lookout.
Now, that part about being dumped was a lie, but he was telling the truth about Meadowview. His father lived in a nice suburban house down by the lake. Jimmy was close to Meadowview, so his father was his best option. However, there was one problem…
Jimmy hadn't spoken to his father in years. They had had a bit of an argument after his mother had passed. His mother was a link between the two, and when that link split, Jimmy just grew away from his father. Hugh had been going through rough times at work and was getting angry of Jimmy's genious ways. Hell, I'd be angry too if my kid was smarter than me!
Jimmy just had to hold on to the hope that his father would lend a helping hand.
"Ring! Ring!" the phone rang seemingly endless times before Sheen picked up back at his home.
"Hello?" Sheen answered.
"Hello, is this a Sheen Estevez?" the voice on the other end asked.
"Yeah, that's me. How may I help you?"
"Well, unfortunately we have some bad news."
"Bad news, what bad news?"
"Do you know a Libby Folfax?"
"Yes, why?"
"Yeah, um, I'm sorry to be the one to tell you this, but she was found dead just a few minutes ago. Her parents said I should inform you and a Mr. and Mrs. Neutron. Do you know where I could reach them?" That was not the kind of news Sheen wanted to hear.
"Uh.. uh.. well.. I'm sorry, I'm kinda at a loss for words. Uh, h..how did she die?" Sheen was just frozen still, holding in tears. How could he be so stupid! He was putting Libby's life in danger by allowing her to follow Jimmy. She was bound to run into the people chasing Jimmy.
"She was found with a bullet to the head. A clean kill. The detective here says that the man he was after killed her out of cold blood. I'm terribly sorry."
"May I speak to the detective you speak of?" Sheen asked.
"Yes, of course." the man replied and called for the detective.
"Yeah?" the Detective said arrogantly.
"Are you absolutely sure that the man you where after killed Libby, Detective…?" Sheen began.
"West. Detective Troy West. And yes, we are fairly certain that my man fired the shot. Other guests here at the motel say they saw a man matching his description walk into a motel room and wait until Libby entered. They heard a gunshot and witnessed that same man jump out of the window, escaping." Detective West explained.
"What is the name of this man you're after?" Sheen asked.
"Neutron. James Isaac Neutron. He pulled a heist for a gang and got away with millions. We were tipped off by somebody inside the gang." West added.
That there was a big piece of the puzzle. Somebody tipped off the cops.
"You don't say? Well, good luck on your search, detective." Sheen finished.
"Thank you, and sorry about your friend Libby." West said.
"No problem, everybody dies sometime. I'll get over it." Sheen said.
"That's a good outlook on life. I seem to share that same outlook. Anyways, take care and obey the law." West hung up.
Sheen wasn't stupid. He knew that most everything he'd just heard was complete and utter bullshit. From the accusation that Jimmy killed Libby right on down to the phony apology about Libby's death. There was something suspicious about the detective he'd just spoken with.
Now he just had to break the news to Cindy.
Well…? How was it? Please give your opinion in your reviews which you must write!!! Anyway, chapter two will come soon. Bye!
P.S: I will also be working on a new Jimmy Neutron war fanfic. You can read more on my profile page.