God… I am down on my knees begging for forgiveness. I am wringing my hands in the air. I am whipping myself on my back. I'm going to drowned myself after I write this chapter. You may understand after you see what I named my FTA. I'm crossing my fingers that lightening doesn't strike me when the next monsoon rolls through.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. All of the characters belong to JE. Please… No one shoot me. I had an imagination block.

Junior looked nervously around the room. Poor kid never liked being the center of attention. I could see him start to sweat as he shuffled the papers around in front of him.

"Junior," Ranger said. "Whenever you're ready."

"Sorry, Ranger."

"It's okay. Tell me everything that you know."

He turned his attention to the lap top in front of him so that he didn't have to look at anyone. "This is everything that we know… This morning at seven a.m. Vinnie called Ranger and informed him that he had a high bond FTA. A… Giovanni Ribisi. Ribisi had been arrested for murder, attempted murder, grand theft auto, felony flight, B and E, criminal speeding, hit and run, and destruction of private property."

"All of that and they let him out on bail?" Binkie asked.

"Yep."

"What happened?" I asked.

Junior looked up at me and smiled. "You're gonna love this, Bomber. Ribisi found out that his wife was cheating on him. He followed her to her boyfriends house where he watched through the windows and saw them kissing their way up the stairs. Once they were out of view, he broke in through the back door. B and E. Then, he ran up the stairs and shot his wife and her boyfriend. The wife died at the hospital. The boyfriend may never walk again. Murder and attempted murder. He lost his mind at that point and stole the boyfriend Jag. Grand theft auto. While he was backing out of the garage, he hit the neighbors fence and hit a car that was coming down the street and took off. Destruction of private property and hit and run. Then he refused to pull over when the cops finally caught up with him speeding down the freeway. He was doing over a hundred in a sixty-five zone. Felony flight and criminal speeding. "

"Wow," I said. "That's… Wow!"

"Yeah," Junior said with a large smile.

"Holy Shit!" Binkie said. "I still can't believe that they let him out on bail. That judge must have been whacked out of his mind."

"Junior," Ranger warned.

"Right. Sorry. So, Ranger called Tank. Then, Tank handed it to Cal and Hal per Ranger's orders. Cal did a little research and then they decided to stake out Ribisi's place. The thing that none of us knew was that Ribisi is low end mob."

"Which family?" I asked.

"Harry the Hammer."

"No wonder he got bail. I'm going to kill Vinnie!"

"Hold on, Steph," Ranger said. He looked over at Junior. "I thought Harry kept his guys in line. What happened with Ribisi?"

"I've already talked to Harry. Harry said that he had seen Ribisi yesterday. He said that the guy was fine. He had seen a shrink and the shrink seems to think that they could get him off with an insanity defense. Harry doesn't understand what went through Ribisi's mind this morning. Harry said that we could count on him for anything. He doesn't want this guy running around on the streets. Harry is being nice."

"What went wrong this morning?" Ranger asked referring to Cal and Hal.

"Hal called in shots fired at ten forty-five a.m. Tank and Brett were in the area and responded immediately."

"Brett," Ranger said as he turned to the man sitting to my left, "What did you find?"

"The Bronco that Hal and Cal had been in looked like someone used it for target practice. Cal had been in the passenger seat. Closest to the house," Brett said as he tried to recall everything that he had seen. "Hal had gotten himself out of the truck. He had both of his guns drawn and all of his bullet were spent. Including two empty cartridges on the ground next to him. We found him laying on the ground in the street. Cal was unconscious. He was still in his seat, but he did have one of his guns out and the cartridge was empty. We got Cal pulled out while we were waiting for the paramedics."

"Did Hal say anything to you about what happened?" I asked.

"Yeah," Binkie said as he swiveled in his chair to fully face me. "He said that it happened so fast that they didn't have enough time to react properly. They had seen movement earlier in the day. That was when you had spoken with Cal. Then there was nothing for a while. Then, without any warning, Ribisi came out of the house like Rambo. AK-47s in both arms. Firing at them like there really was no tomorrow. Hal said that the guy looked crazed. He said that he knew that he had hit the guy in the shoulder and that he got a few rounds into the car that he took off in. That's when Hal passed out."

"Did Hal say anything to you at the hospital?" Ranger asked me.

"No. He was already doped up. He just kept asking about Cal," I said as I laid my head down on the table in front of me and put my arms over my head.

"Have we found the get away car?" Ranger asked.

"Yeah," Brett said. "It was found about four blocks from the scene in a grocery store parking lot. Morelli tipped us off that just after the shooting a woman in a 4-Runner reported that she had been car jacked in that parking lot. There's an APB out on the 4-runner."

"Any sightings on Ribisi?"

"None," Junior said. "We've contacted all of the hospitals and clinics in the area. It's only a mater of time before he tries to get medical attention if Hal did get him in the shoulder."

"If Hal says that he got him, then he did," I said with my head still on the desk. "Hal wouldn't have said it if he wasn't sure."

"Okay," Ranger said as he took command. "We've got two guys in the hospital because of this guy. Let's find him. Brett, do computer searches. See if he's using any of his credit cards and what for. Lester, take some of the guys and get out on the street. Sniff around some of the mob hang outs. Junior, go see Harry in person. Everyone call me as soon as you get anything. Steph and I will be at the hospital."

With that said, everyone got up quickly and left the room. I felt Rangers hand slip into mine. He pulled my chair over next to him and put an arm around my shoulder.

"We'll get him, Babe," Ranger whispered in my ear.

"I don't doubt that you will," I said as I sat up. "You getting him doesn't guaranty that Cal will be okay, does it?"

"No," Ranger said quietly.