Roses for my Man

Roses for my Man

Chapter 7

Doug Penhall's motorcycle roared into the parking lot of the Chapel. He grinned to himself as he took his helmet off and stowed it under his arm before making his way to the long stair case that would lead inside the useable portion of the Church. 21 Jump Street Chapel had been condemned till the city needed a place to house their pet project without overdoing the budget. All in all, it was the most imaginative and yet unimaginative place to have a police HQ – that Doug was sure no one would find it.

As Doug entered, he saw at once that his partner was no where to be found. He scrunched his nose for a moment before continuing on to his desk. Putting his helmet down, Doug went through some of the paperwork that had found its way onto his desk. Signing a couple of things and noting down a court date. Doug looked up as Fuller approached his desk.

"Where's Hanson?"

"I don't know, we met up at a bar, talked about the case and then he went to his temporary home," Doug explained with a shrug.

"He hasn't called in either," Fuller muttered.

"Should I sail on by and see if he's all right?" Doug asked.

"Hmmm….yeah, you do that," Fuller nodded his head.

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Doug Penhall knew that something was up when he got to the house Hanson was renting for a time till his stalker problem went away. First and foremost was the fact that as Doug made a precautionary walk-about out side the house – he did not find anything that meant someone had got into the house by use of force. It was a nice blue house with shutters and a picket fence. There was a rose garden in the front and the back yard was pretty small. It was devoid of anything that could give cover to a burglar and had prickly plants that climbed up the chain linked fence.

Shaking his head, Doug used the spare key that Fuller had given him to enter the house. Inside, it was probably more barren than anything Doug had seen before. In the living room was an old couch that had been folded out to make a bed. A television, Tom's Saxophone and a coffee table. There were used dishes and containers of Chinese take out on the table.

Doug took a look up stairs. Everything up there had been locked down. Only the one full bathroom was used at all. The same with the kitchen. All the windows had been nailed down, and the curtains drawn to make the house darkened. However, there was no Tom Hanson in any of the rooms that Doug inspected.

He used the house phone to ring Fuller and make a report.

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Have you ever walked into a bar, one you've never been too, and people just turned to stare? Well, have you ever walked into a police station without bracelets on? Once you stepped inside, everyone just stared and wondered what was going on. Because a) you don't work there and b) your only a couple of teenagers.

Well, if you happened to be Ace and Duce, you'd feel even more embarrassed by the fact that you had tried to seduce the undercover officer that had been kidnapped the night before. So, sitting down at the table, with a tall black man glaring down at them. The story was rather hard to get out. That is, till Officer Hoffs told Captain Fuller off and turned to the boys with a smile.

"Okay, let's get this straight – you and Duce went to a kiddy bar. You met Officer Hanson there and you tried to seduce him?"

"Yeah," Duce nodded his head.

"What happened after that?" Officer Hoffs asked.

"We didn't notice the car when we went out back…" Ace started.

"…when we did notice it was because of the high beams, a couple of guys got out…" Duce sighed.

"…they were fast, punched us and kidnapped Officer Hanson," Ace continued.

"How did you know it was Officer Hanson?" Captain Fuller asked.

"His badge dropped out of his pocket when the guys took him," Ace said. He handed over the lost badge. The smiling face of Officer Tom Hanson stared up at Captain Fuller as he took it from the boy.

"Okay, Officer Hoffs is going to take you back to that alley behind the bar with your parents, you show her where the car was," Captain Fuller said.

The boys nodded.

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Doug was pacing like a lion in his cage anticipating the moment he would bite down on the ring masters head. Of course, Doug wasn't about to eat anyone. But he felt like killing someone all the same. The good news was that there were a couple of witnesses to Hanson's abduction. The bad news was that whoever did it, there wasn't a good description. The thing about police work that he hated the most was that if it was terribly dark out, or the person wasn't paying enough attention to details, you wouldn't have a good description of the assailants.

"Okay, what do we know? What do we know?"

Doug had once had a teacher who had taught him that if you were stuck on something that you couldn't figure out right away. Draw up a list of everything you knew. Grabbing a piece of paper, Doug figured he might as well give it a go. It was lose/lose situation anyway.

Things I know about Hanson's abduction

Hanson got roses.

Hanson got a necklace.

Hanson tracked down the store the necklace was bought from.

Hanson rented a safe house.

Hanson went to a bar to find the culprit of the hazing.

Hanson was at work yesterday.

Hanson didn't tell me where he was going.

Ace and Duce came in to report Hanson missing.

Neither boy had a good description but, Ace mentioned white hair..

"Wait a second! White hair!"

10 – Hanson's so called Stalker has white hair.

11 – The name on the store list was Wynter something-or-other.

"Fuller! We need to go see this Wynter dude!" Doug yelled.

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Wynter yawned, for some odd reason he had spent the night on the couch in front of the television. He had caught JAG, his favorite television show besides Oprah. Either way, he wasn't happy to find to Officers on his front stoop.

"You sent those other ass holes over, didn't you?" Wynter glared at the man. His white hair had been pulled back into a low pony tail. It almost reached his knees.

"Look, we know you had something to do with Officer Hanson so don't lie and say you didn't," Penhall glared.

"Look, kidnapping is a serious offence, the FBI has all ready had contact with you, our sources say that you were in the alley way behind the Kiddy bar on Eight and second streets, do you contest this?" Fuller asked.

"Indeed I do, anyone can die their hair white or blond," Wynter snorted in derision.

"Yeah, but only one man stalked my friend," Penhall pointed out.

"I wasn't stalking your friend! I…did a favor for my brother," Wynter sighed.

"Who? Who's your brother?" Fuller asked.

"His name is Jalyn, he wouldn't be the one you want either," Wynter said with a glare.

"Where does he live?" Penhall asked.

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Jalyn lived in a house at the far edge of town. It was rather run down with peeled paint and half of the porch falling down. It was supposed to be a condemned house. However, Jalyn had fixed it up enough to where it would be livable at least.

Jalyn looked exactly like his brother, for some reason twins abounded these past few days to Penhall, but, the only difference was the fact that Jalyn had dark green eyes. He smiled a bit at them, revealing slightly sharpened teeth.

"Hello there, what can I do for you, Officers?" Jalyn asked.

"Your brother called didn't he?" Fuller asked.

"Yes, he thought I should know you would be paying me a visit," Jalyn laughed. His laughter was hard and cold. It sent shivers up Doug's spine. Jalyn would be the perfect horror movie bad guy. The sort that would love to chase their victim and brake their legs before killing them in a most horrific way.

"Where's Hanson?" Fuller asked. Not wanting to be shitted around anymore than possible.

"Who?" Jalyn asked, but he had a knowing look on his face.

"You know who, you and your brother were stalking him," Penhall gritted his teeth.

"Now I know your crazy," Jalyn laughed that cold laughter once again.

"Where. Is. He?" Penhall snorted. He was about to punch the guy's smirk straight off his face.

"I don't know,"

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A/N – This chapter was the worst thing ever! You know, you get to that part of the fan fic where everything is just so cool and you can't wait to continue? And then this sort of shit comes up. I couldn't get this chapter right. But, I have something to work with for the next update. Okay, I gotta get to work and edit my book. So, I will leave you with this bloody SHORT update and hope you lot aren't all that mad at me.

I neglected the scene with Ace, Duce and Hoffs because all the information we need is here anyway. There isn't any clue that needs to be visited.

Ta,

Dizzy