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Chapter 1- The Donut Shop
Bosco slammed the door to his and Faith's cruiser.
"Cant they do anything without us?" He groaned, as he spotted Davis and Sully, talking to Jimmy.
"Stop being the pain in my ass, Bosco." Faith gritted her teeth, Bosco, looking offended.
Faith walked ahead of Bosco, who could really care less about talking to the fireman.
"The neighbors are giving some idiotic story. They say the old man got drunk, came home, set the place ablaze, and then stormed off." Sully tried getting a piece of gum of the bottom of his shoe. "What about the mother?" Davis stared up at the apartment complex, as Sully cursed some more. "Damn teenagers!" Faith couldn't help but smile. Sully was one of those people that, no matter how great everything was, he could find something wrong. "Boscorelli. I was wondering when you'd stop being a chicken, and join us." Bosco sighed, and thought of giving Jimmy the finger, but that was too much effort to be wasted on him.
"So who are we looking for?" he instead, asked Davis. Sully had walked back to his and Davis' car, and thrown his shoe in the backseat. Having felt defeated, he got into the drivers seat, and honked the horn, for Davis to join him. "Ah, his mating call." Davis grinned, as he said bye to Bosco and Faith.
"And then there were three." Jimmy looked down at the ground. Bosco started walking away, when he called after him, "Aren't you going to ask me what I saw?"
"We don't want hookers, Jimmy." Faith covered her mouth, as she waved to Jimmy, and followed her partner.
"Just who does he think he is." Bosco said this, for about the fifth time that hour. Faith had her hand under her head. This, was going to be a long day.
"He was just trying to help." Bosco took his eyes off the road, "Help? He was trying to show me up!" "That's not really hard to do when you're barely five feet!" Bosco's mouth shut, as he continued driving. Faith immediately wished that she hadn't of said that.
"Fifty Five David, requests backup on Jefferson, one o eight street." Sully shook his head, as Davis went to answer the call. "What? Why not?" "Because Bosco is a dumbass. He probably tried robbing someone, or got caught having fun on duty. I don't want our asses fried for it this time." "When have we ever gotten our asses fried?" "With Bosco? Are you kidding me? I've been around him so long that, people actually step aside at the prescription counter, just to let me through."
"That didn't even makes sense." Davis argued, but Sully kept silent. "Fifty Five Charlie, responding to Fifty Five David's request for backup." Davis clicked the radio off, and looked at his partner, baffled. "I think I've been around you too long."
"You have gotta be shitting me." Bosco once again slammed the car door, Faith joining him at his side. Bosco was referring to the store ahead of them. The Donut Shop, had apparently been broken into. There were traces of powder and pastries all over the street. "And they just happened to call us." Bosco slowly made his way up the street, putting a hand out, to hail a car.
"What's going on here?" Bosco asked a woman with an apron on. Her name tag read, 'Lana'. "Alright, Lana?" Faith stepped in front of him, and put her hands on the distraught employees shoulders. "Lana, did you see anything? Anything at all?" Bosco tapped his foot, Faith was costing them time. "They touched my.donuts." If it hadn't been so serious, Bosco would have burst out laughing. "Oh yeah, she's yours." Faith wasn't sure what Bosco had meant by that. But she watched him, as he crossed the street, returning to their car.
Davis saw where they were at, and starting smiling. "You hungry?" Sully hadn't noticed yet, but, when he found his partner getting a kick out of it, he peered over to the crowd of people, now forming outside of the shop. "No. Way." He let his head fall onto the steering wheel, as Davis patted his shoulder, and exited the car. "Want me to grab you anything?" Davis joked, and Sully pretended to laugh, shoving the keys in his pocket, and slowly getting out to survey the scene.
"Yo! Bosco!" Davis jogged over to his other partner, and Bosco nodded his head. "What's going on here?" Both he and Davis couldn't help but crack up a little. "Some group of teenagers broke into the shop, at least, that's what that woman is attempting to tell Faith over there." "Interesting. You didn't happen to see a glazed donut, did you? I've been craving some sugar all day." "They've got a number you can call for that now, man." Sully massaged his neck, and joined his colleagues.
"How the hell do you manage to piss me off every five minutes, Bosco?" "Hey, it wasn't my idea to-" Faith interrupted him, "Lana said they ran down Rogers." "You're actually pursuing this?" Bosco leaned against their car, along with Davis. "Bosco, they broke into a shop. We have to pursue it." "Why don't we just call Dentists. I'm sure with all the crap they've stolen, they'll be sitting in the waiting rooms anytime now." Davis coughed, and Sully rolled his eyes. "Bosco, get in the car." Faith pointed to the drivers seat, and Bosco sighed, as he got inside.
"See ya man." Davis patted the car's hood, and Faith and her partner, pulled off. "Should we follow them?" He asked, and Sully simply said, "no." "But what if they need assistance?" "Davis, use your brain for once. Bosco is not going to let some teenagers get the better of him. Faith is just over reacting, like she always does. They'll be fine." "We should still go." Sully hissed, as Davis flicked on the lights.
"So, Lana, how is the donut business working for you?" Faith smacked Bosco, and he shrugged. "We have to act interested, don't we?" "Don't be a jackass, Bosco." "Damn, women are evil."
It had been close to ten minutes, when Bosco finally stopped complaining. "Bosco, shut up! I already know you would rather be playing in a sandbox somewhere, just stop being you for one second!" Bosco wasn't offended, but rather, complimented. "So what are we looking for exactly?" He adjusted his grip on the wheel, taking a looking in the rear view mirror. "Anything suspicious." Faith answered quietly. Bosco laughed, and looked at her, "In New York! We'll be here the rest of our lives!" Faith gave her partner an incredulous look, and instead of answering him, she looked at Lana.
"How are you holding up?" "Fine."
"Can we get you anything?" "What? Faith, we're not a damn limo service-" Faith smacked him again, and he shook his head, annoyed. "No, I'm fine." "Did you get any kind of look at the kids?" She looked in the mirror at her driver, "One looked kind of big. But I don't remember anything else. They knocked me down, before I could get a closer look." "Oh my God, Faith!" Faith hit her head on the roof of the car, and looked over at her partner. "What!" "Look at that guy! He's up to no good." Faith tried to find the man he was talking about.
"What guy, Boz, I don't see anyone!" "He's a big one, he is. Oh!" "What? What happened?!" she yelled, Lana's eyes growing big in the backseat. "He's even got coffee! The evidence is all there!" Bosco looked scared, so Faith continued to ask him where the guy was. That's when she spotted him. Sully. Sully was standing on the sidewalk, looking perfectly harmless, holding his usual cup of Kroger coffee, and talking to Davis. "You jackass." Faith punched Bosco's shoulder, causing him to laugh hysterically. Even Lana cracked a smile.
Bosco pulled the car over, and got out, still laughing at his successful trick.
"Yo, Davis." Bosco stood in front of them, still grinning at Faith. Faith, looking sour, helped Lana out of the car.
"Looking for those kids got us hungry." Bosco puffed, as Davis showed them his glazed donut.
"So, now what?" Lana asked, breaking her concentration with him. Bosco, to Faith's surprise, took her question. "Now, we keep looking. These kids will probably hit again. Hopefully they'll step in the flour this time, save us some damn time. Until then," he started walking up to the coffee shop, "we've got some real flaky criminals out there." Davis choked on his coffee, and everyone smiled, in spite of themselves.
Chapter 1- The Donut Shop
Bosco slammed the door to his and Faith's cruiser.
"Cant they do anything without us?" He groaned, as he spotted Davis and Sully, talking to Jimmy.
"Stop being the pain in my ass, Bosco." Faith gritted her teeth, Bosco, looking offended.
Faith walked ahead of Bosco, who could really care less about talking to the fireman.
"The neighbors are giving some idiotic story. They say the old man got drunk, came home, set the place ablaze, and then stormed off." Sully tried getting a piece of gum of the bottom of his shoe. "What about the mother?" Davis stared up at the apartment complex, as Sully cursed some more. "Damn teenagers!" Faith couldn't help but smile. Sully was one of those people that, no matter how great everything was, he could find something wrong. "Boscorelli. I was wondering when you'd stop being a chicken, and join us." Bosco sighed, and thought of giving Jimmy the finger, but that was too much effort to be wasted on him.
"So who are we looking for?" he instead, asked Davis. Sully had walked back to his and Davis' car, and thrown his shoe in the backseat. Having felt defeated, he got into the drivers seat, and honked the horn, for Davis to join him. "Ah, his mating call." Davis grinned, as he said bye to Bosco and Faith.
"And then there were three." Jimmy looked down at the ground. Bosco started walking away, when he called after him, "Aren't you going to ask me what I saw?"
"We don't want hookers, Jimmy." Faith covered her mouth, as she waved to Jimmy, and followed her partner.
"Just who does he think he is." Bosco said this, for about the fifth time that hour. Faith had her hand under her head. This, was going to be a long day.
"He was just trying to help." Bosco took his eyes off the road, "Help? He was trying to show me up!" "That's not really hard to do when you're barely five feet!" Bosco's mouth shut, as he continued driving. Faith immediately wished that she hadn't of said that.
"Fifty Five David, requests backup on Jefferson, one o eight street." Sully shook his head, as Davis went to answer the call. "What? Why not?" "Because Bosco is a dumbass. He probably tried robbing someone, or got caught having fun on duty. I don't want our asses fried for it this time." "When have we ever gotten our asses fried?" "With Bosco? Are you kidding me? I've been around him so long that, people actually step aside at the prescription counter, just to let me through."
"That didn't even makes sense." Davis argued, but Sully kept silent. "Fifty Five Charlie, responding to Fifty Five David's request for backup." Davis clicked the radio off, and looked at his partner, baffled. "I think I've been around you too long."
"You have gotta be shitting me." Bosco once again slammed the car door, Faith joining him at his side. Bosco was referring to the store ahead of them. The Donut Shop, had apparently been broken into. There were traces of powder and pastries all over the street. "And they just happened to call us." Bosco slowly made his way up the street, putting a hand out, to hail a car.
"What's going on here?" Bosco asked a woman with an apron on. Her name tag read, 'Lana'. "Alright, Lana?" Faith stepped in front of him, and put her hands on the distraught employees shoulders. "Lana, did you see anything? Anything at all?" Bosco tapped his foot, Faith was costing them time. "They touched my.donuts." If it hadn't been so serious, Bosco would have burst out laughing. "Oh yeah, she's yours." Faith wasn't sure what Bosco had meant by that. But she watched him, as he crossed the street, returning to their car.
Davis saw where they were at, and starting smiling. "You hungry?" Sully hadn't noticed yet, but, when he found his partner getting a kick out of it, he peered over to the crowd of people, now forming outside of the shop. "No. Way." He let his head fall onto the steering wheel, as Davis patted his shoulder, and exited the car. "Want me to grab you anything?" Davis joked, and Sully pretended to laugh, shoving the keys in his pocket, and slowly getting out to survey the scene.
"Yo! Bosco!" Davis jogged over to his other partner, and Bosco nodded his head. "What's going on here?" Both he and Davis couldn't help but crack up a little. "Some group of teenagers broke into the shop, at least, that's what that woman is attempting to tell Faith over there." "Interesting. You didn't happen to see a glazed donut, did you? I've been craving some sugar all day." "They've got a number you can call for that now, man." Sully massaged his neck, and joined his colleagues.
"How the hell do you manage to piss me off every five minutes, Bosco?" "Hey, it wasn't my idea to-" Faith interrupted him, "Lana said they ran down Rogers." "You're actually pursuing this?" Bosco leaned against their car, along with Davis. "Bosco, they broke into a shop. We have to pursue it." "Why don't we just call Dentists. I'm sure with all the crap they've stolen, they'll be sitting in the waiting rooms anytime now." Davis coughed, and Sully rolled his eyes. "Bosco, get in the car." Faith pointed to the drivers seat, and Bosco sighed, as he got inside.
"See ya man." Davis patted the car's hood, and Faith and her partner, pulled off. "Should we follow them?" He asked, and Sully simply said, "no." "But what if they need assistance?" "Davis, use your brain for once. Bosco is not going to let some teenagers get the better of him. Faith is just over reacting, like she always does. They'll be fine." "We should still go." Sully hissed, as Davis flicked on the lights.
"So, Lana, how is the donut business working for you?" Faith smacked Bosco, and he shrugged. "We have to act interested, don't we?" "Don't be a jackass, Bosco." "Damn, women are evil."
It had been close to ten minutes, when Bosco finally stopped complaining. "Bosco, shut up! I already know you would rather be playing in a sandbox somewhere, just stop being you for one second!" Bosco wasn't offended, but rather, complimented. "So what are we looking for exactly?" He adjusted his grip on the wheel, taking a looking in the rear view mirror. "Anything suspicious." Faith answered quietly. Bosco laughed, and looked at her, "In New York! We'll be here the rest of our lives!" Faith gave her partner an incredulous look, and instead of answering him, she looked at Lana.
"How are you holding up?" "Fine."
"Can we get you anything?" "What? Faith, we're not a damn limo service-" Faith smacked him again, and he shook his head, annoyed. "No, I'm fine." "Did you get any kind of look at the kids?" She looked in the mirror at her driver, "One looked kind of big. But I don't remember anything else. They knocked me down, before I could get a closer look." "Oh my God, Faith!" Faith hit her head on the roof of the car, and looked over at her partner. "What!" "Look at that guy! He's up to no good." Faith tried to find the man he was talking about.
"What guy, Boz, I don't see anyone!" "He's a big one, he is. Oh!" "What? What happened?!" she yelled, Lana's eyes growing big in the backseat. "He's even got coffee! The evidence is all there!" Bosco looked scared, so Faith continued to ask him where the guy was. That's when she spotted him. Sully. Sully was standing on the sidewalk, looking perfectly harmless, holding his usual cup of Kroger coffee, and talking to Davis. "You jackass." Faith punched Bosco's shoulder, causing him to laugh hysterically. Even Lana cracked a smile.
Bosco pulled the car over, and got out, still laughing at his successful trick.
"Yo, Davis." Bosco stood in front of them, still grinning at Faith. Faith, looking sour, helped Lana out of the car.
"Looking for those kids got us hungry." Bosco puffed, as Davis showed them his glazed donut.
"So, now what?" Lana asked, breaking her concentration with him. Bosco, to Faith's surprise, took her question. "Now, we keep looking. These kids will probably hit again. Hopefully they'll step in the flour this time, save us some damn time. Until then," he started walking up to the coffee shop, "we've got some real flaky criminals out there." Davis choked on his coffee, and everyone smiled, in spite of themselves.