Missing
Chapter 1
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Bosco sat back in the chair, letting out a breath and outstretching his arms over his head. He'd just finished compiling the last of his paperwork on all of his arrests during the blackout. He thought back to when he'd found Faith coming out of the medical building, carrying Fred over her shoulder. He felt the tightness in his stomach again at the remembrance. The look of desperation on her face scared him to death.
He was brought back to the present with the sound of the gruff voice of the officer working Lock-Up. "Boscorelli!"
"Yeah," he said, the fatigue heavy in his voice.
"You about done with those reports? I wanna get the hell out of here," the officer asked.
"Yeah. Just got finished. Griffith been kicked loose yet?" Bosco asked him,
"Yeah, about a half hour ago. Never thought I'd see the day," he said trailing off as he gathered up the stack of reports from the desk in front of Bosco.
"What're you talking about?" Bosco asked, confused.
"The day you'd let some guy holding dope off," he answered.
"Yeah, well, it's complicated," was all Bosco would say.
"Whatever. I'm outta here. Go home, Boscorelli. You look like crap," said the older man.
"Good, 'cause I'd hate for looks to be deceiving," Bosco answered, stifling a yawn.
Bosco was trying to get the energy to get up out of the chair when he saw John Sullivan walk through the door. Sully stopped at the doorway.
"How's Yokas' husband?" he asked Bosco.
"No idea. I picked up her kids and brought them over to the hospital, but then I came back here to do paperwork. She's supposed to call me and let me know," Bosco answered, the words she'd spoken still stinging him. He didn't expect a phone call from her. He'd have to call the hospital later and find out for himself.
"Oh," Sully answered, as an officer passed by quickly, bumping into him. Sully thought that it was odd that Bosco hadn't remained at the hospital with Faith, but the thought was lost when he was hit by the officer. "Hey!" he yelled to the younger cop.
Bosco followed the rookie cop's path to the front desk where Lieutenant Swersky and Captain Anderson were huddled in conversation. "Wonder what that's all about?" Bosco asked Sully, nodding his head in the direction of the group. Sully turned to follow Bosco's gaze.
"I have an idea," he answered and Bosco waited for him to continue. "Long story. Has to do with Chief Hancock, his wife and where Chief Hancock was and who he was with when he got beat up during the riots," Sully told him. Bosco just raised his eyebrows and looked back at the group as a few more officers seemed to be scurrying around.
"How bad's he hurt?" Bosco asked as Sully frowned at the increase in activity.
"Don't know. They hit him in the head with bricks apparently. He was on his way to CT Scan when I left. I'm worried about Davis though," Sully said, frowning.
"He get hurt too?" Bosco asked with concern.
"No," Sully answered quickly. "He's just getting more involved with this Hancock thing than he should," he finished, as more of the upper echelon came into the building.
The Lieutenant came down the hallway and saw Sully and Bosco staring back at him. He stopped next to Sully and, addressing both officers, said, "You two meet me in the roll call room in two minutes.
"Everything okay, Lieu?" Sully asked.
"No. We've got a situation. I'll fill you in when everyone's assembled," he said, hurrying off.
"I don't think I'm liking the sound of this," Bosco said, wearily pulling himself up from his chair. Both officers headed over to the roll-call area, where they joined about ten other officers and the Brass that had arrived a short time earlier.
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TBC...
Chapter 1
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Bosco sat back in the chair, letting out a breath and outstretching his arms over his head. He'd just finished compiling the last of his paperwork on all of his arrests during the blackout. He thought back to when he'd found Faith coming out of the medical building, carrying Fred over her shoulder. He felt the tightness in his stomach again at the remembrance. The look of desperation on her face scared him to death.
He was brought back to the present with the sound of the gruff voice of the officer working Lock-Up. "Boscorelli!"
"Yeah," he said, the fatigue heavy in his voice.
"You about done with those reports? I wanna get the hell out of here," the officer asked.
"Yeah. Just got finished. Griffith been kicked loose yet?" Bosco asked him,
"Yeah, about a half hour ago. Never thought I'd see the day," he said trailing off as he gathered up the stack of reports from the desk in front of Bosco.
"What're you talking about?" Bosco asked, confused.
"The day you'd let some guy holding dope off," he answered.
"Yeah, well, it's complicated," was all Bosco would say.
"Whatever. I'm outta here. Go home, Boscorelli. You look like crap," said the older man.
"Good, 'cause I'd hate for looks to be deceiving," Bosco answered, stifling a yawn.
Bosco was trying to get the energy to get up out of the chair when he saw John Sullivan walk through the door. Sully stopped at the doorway.
"How's Yokas' husband?" he asked Bosco.
"No idea. I picked up her kids and brought them over to the hospital, but then I came back here to do paperwork. She's supposed to call me and let me know," Bosco answered, the words she'd spoken still stinging him. He didn't expect a phone call from her. He'd have to call the hospital later and find out for himself.
"Oh," Sully answered, as an officer passed by quickly, bumping into him. Sully thought that it was odd that Bosco hadn't remained at the hospital with Faith, but the thought was lost when he was hit by the officer. "Hey!" he yelled to the younger cop.
Bosco followed the rookie cop's path to the front desk where Lieutenant Swersky and Captain Anderson were huddled in conversation. "Wonder what that's all about?" Bosco asked Sully, nodding his head in the direction of the group. Sully turned to follow Bosco's gaze.
"I have an idea," he answered and Bosco waited for him to continue. "Long story. Has to do with Chief Hancock, his wife and where Chief Hancock was and who he was with when he got beat up during the riots," Sully told him. Bosco just raised his eyebrows and looked back at the group as a few more officers seemed to be scurrying around.
"How bad's he hurt?" Bosco asked as Sully frowned at the increase in activity.
"Don't know. They hit him in the head with bricks apparently. He was on his way to CT Scan when I left. I'm worried about Davis though," Sully said, frowning.
"He get hurt too?" Bosco asked with concern.
"No," Sully answered quickly. "He's just getting more involved with this Hancock thing than he should," he finished, as more of the upper echelon came into the building.
The Lieutenant came down the hallway and saw Sully and Bosco staring back at him. He stopped next to Sully and, addressing both officers, said, "You two meet me in the roll call room in two minutes.
"Everything okay, Lieu?" Sully asked.
"No. We've got a situation. I'll fill you in when everyone's assembled," he said, hurrying off.
"I don't think I'm liking the sound of this," Bosco said, wearily pulling himself up from his chair. Both officers headed over to the roll-call area, where they joined about ten other officers and the Brass that had arrived a short time earlier.
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TBC...