Revenge

Chapter 1

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"Well, you're in a good mood again today," Faith said to her partner as he didn't even make a comment about the out of town driver that had just cut him off.

He smiled, "Nothing can ruin this day."

"Did you see Trish again last night?" Faith asked him, already knowing the answer.

"Yup. And this morning - if you know what I mean," he answered, glancing over at her with a mischievous look.

"Wow, Bos. I'm impressed. That's what - like three nights this week? Is it getting serious, or is it just the great sex?" she asked him as they pulled up to the scene of their call.

"Ouch!" he commented. "THAT was uncalled for."

"Uh huh," Faith replied with a grin.

He threw the car into park and grabbed his hat as he opened the door. He looked over at her before getting out. He didn't say anything. He just winked and got out, closing the door behind him.

"Hmmm," Faith thought to herself as she followed him.

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"Okay, Sir. What seems to be the problem here?" Bosco asked as he approached the old man who was arguing with a customer.

"The problem, Officer, is this guy. Every day he comes into my store and looks around. Never buys anything. Just stands here all day looking through my magazines. This isn't a library! I'm trying to make a living here," the old man complained.

"Alright, Sir. Why don't you come over this way with me and I'll take down some information," Faith said, walking the store owner over to the register area of the store, leaving Bosco to talk to the other man.

"So, what's the deal?" Bosco asked the young man. He just shrugged.

"I just want to make sure before I buy," he replied sarcastically.

"What's your name?" Bosco said, losing his patience a little at the man's attitude.

"Richards. Paul Richards," the man answered as he noticed Bosco's partner glance over to check that her partner was safe.

"Look, Mr. Richards. I don't know what the deal is, but it's pretty obvious to me that this guy doesn't want you in his store. There's plenty of other stores around here. Why don't you find another one to do your reading in and save us all a lot of wasted time."

Bosco didn't pick up on the man's look as he glanced over to check on Faith's safety. He looked back at Richards, waiting for an answer.

"Look, you don't want to get pulled in for trespassing over something like this, do you Paul?" he asked him, lightening his tone and hoping to avoid having to do any paperwork for something this minor.

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"Mr. Dumas. My partner over there is going to talk to this guy and get him to leave your store. Is that good enough for you?" Faith asked the irate storeowner.

"Every day he's in here for a week. He just looks through the books - never buys anything. I'm getting a bad feeling about this guy," the man said.

"I know, Mr. Dumas. I understand. If we're able to reason with this guy and he leaves it should be all settled. If he comes in again, we'll arrest him for trespassing, okay?" she told him.

The man sighed heavily. "Okay, just get him out of here. He's trouble. I can tell just by the looks of him."

"Okay, Sir. It looks like that's exactly what my partner is doing now - getting him out of here. You have a good day, Sir. And you call us if you have any more trouble, okay?"

"Yes, Officer Yokas. Thank you very much," Mr. Dumas replied as he watched Bosco walk the man toward the door.

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"Alright, Officer. You've convinced me. I'll take my business elsewhere," Richards answered, loud enough for Mr. Dumas to overhear.

"What business?" Dumas answered back. "Maybe if you buy something once in a while I wouldn't mind...," he said, as Faith stepped between Mr. Dumas' line of sight of the man in order to discourage any further interaction between the two men.

"Thanks, Sir. And have a good day," Bosco said to Mr. Richards as he exited the store and walked across the street to the coffee shop.

Bosco reached for his radio, "Central, 55-David is 10-98. All parties have been advised."

"55-David, 10-4 that you're 10-98. We're holding a call for a suspicious vehicle just down the street from you," Central responded back.

He looked at his partner as they went back to their patrol car. "No rest for the wicked," Faith said as she got in the passenger side and wrote down the address the dispatcher gave them.

"You have no idea," Bosco said with a smile and Faith rolled her eyes as Bosco put the car in drive and pulled away - unaware of Paul Richards watching him from the coffee shop across the street as he drove away.

"Don't remember me, eh, Officer Boscorelli," he mumbled to himself. "That will all change soon enough," he said, as he threw a dollar on the counter for his coffee and walked out, headed in the same direction as Faith and Bosco.

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TBC...