Note: This will be a slight detour from the story to show how Josh is doing.
Also, before we get started on this chapter, I would like to thank Alvin D-Rod for helping me put this chapter together. So go check out his stories after you are finished reading this chapter.
Anyways, with no further ado, let's get started on this chapter.
Warning: This story is NOT for readers that are under the age of eighteen. The story will have coarse language, violence, nudity (including the private parts), and sexual scenes. (Including sex scenes). The story will explain in great detail a character's surroundings, especially with a person's body. If you are not over eighteen or do not like these things in a story, please do not read this book/story. You have been warned!
Chapter: One-Hundred-Thirteen:
April 28th, 2008:
Answer Machine: You have one new message, April 28th, 2008, at 2:30 pm. Now, playing the message.
Adam: Detective Valerie, Mona, it's me, Adam. Look, I'm sorry, and I get it, you're upset, and you have every right to be upset, but you have to believe me when I tell you that I had no idea. Operating Coin Killer was my baby; I believed in it, I still believe in it. They kept us all in the dark, myself included. I got briefed this morning; they laid it all out. Mario Oiram's agreement to help the CCPD take down the Shadduck Crime Family, telling them everything he knows, and Chief Livings working with a kid named Xyaqom to take down the Shadduck Crime Family. It was the plan all along, Mona. There's nothing we can do. He ended up proving to be a reliable source to take down the Shadduck Crime Family once and for all. Mario will only have a year's worth of prison time and be granted total immunity after his release for his cooperation. It's over, Mona. Effective immediately, Operation Coin Killer is to cease all investigations and operations against Mario Oiram. Any proof we had against him to put him away for life must be put in the trash and burned. The task force to put Mario away is now disbanded. We all played our part, Mona. Not the part we thought, but hey, it happens. Now we're just another box in the file room. Mona, listen to me. After everything that's happened with Mario, and your husband Carlos, it's more than any woman should have to handle; you need help. I arranged for a psychologist to help you go through this hard time. Just need someone to talk to so you can just let it all out. I wish we could have done more, Mona, but it's out of my hands. I'll get you the info on where the psychologist come to my office this afternoon, and I'll give you the details. You're going, that's an order!
Answering Machine: End Of Message.
Present Day:
March 20th, 2019:
A middle-aged woman named Mona Valerie was seen in Chief Living's Office, talking about Mario Oriam. Mona Valerie had short red hair, but it turned grey, blue eyes, and formal attire. She is 5'8 feet tall and weighs 135 pounds.
Mona: So you see, Chief Livings, Mario Oriam has a strip club where he gets a bunch of girls to dance in front of an audience, who are all men, by the way, and they dance naked in front of them. And yet, the police are fully aware of this and refused to do anything about it; why is that Chief Livings, why do you refuse to arrest Mario Oriam, even knowing that he owns a strip club?!
Chief Livings: (Face Palms and sighs) Mona, (He sighs again) You do know that strip clubs are legal, right? (Mona was shocked to hear this)
Mona: I didn't know that information.
Chief Livings: And you call yourself a detective.
Mona: But those girls chief! They...
Chief Livings: Those girls work there because they chose to work there. We already looked it up years ago; Mario set the whole thing up legally. He did everything by the books. None of the girls are forced to work there against their will; they work there because they choose to work there. Now, are you done wasting my time telling me things that I already know?
Mona: Um, well... What if... What if Mario's strip club is a... Cover up.
Chief Livings: A cover-up?
Mona: Y-Yes. What if he uses that strip club to cover up all of his operations. This way, he can do all of his operations without being caught by the police.
Chief Livings: Oh? And do you have any proof of that?
Mona: Proof?
Chief Livings: You know, evidence that says he isn't doing what you claim he's doing?
Mona: Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... (Mona was hoping that Chief Livings wasn't going to ask her that since she had no evidence to back up her claims)
Chief Livings: (Facepalms) Get out of my office.
Mona: (She sighs) Yes, sir.
Mona then steps out of Johnathan's Office, and she sees her Superior, Adam Coalmen, chief detective of the police force of the Christale City Police Department. Adam was a middle-aged man; he had short blonde hair that slowly turned white and blue eyes. He was 6'0 feet tall and weighed 170 pounds. He was wearing a dark blue business suit with a red tie.
Adam: Hey, Mona, how did it go.
Mona: What do you expect? (She starts walking to her office) the Chief looked at me as if I had two heads the whole time.
Adam: Well, you got yourself into this, and now it's time to get out. Plus, I did warn you ahead of time that you would hit a brick wall without any evidence to support your claims.
Mona and Adam arrived at Mona's office, and she sat at her desk.
Mona: For once, I just want him to see things my way.
Adam: I understand that Mona, but unless you have any evidence against Mario, Jonathan isn't going to budge. He's old-fashioned like that. He doesn't make a move unless it's necessary. How do you think the Shadduck Crime Family was wiped out eleven years ago?
Mona: Yeah, he dealt with the murderer Mario and worked with a punk named Xyaqom. That's how!
Adam: Now, Mona, I think you are completely ignoring the fact that Xyaqom is the reason why Christale City is now the safest city in Canada. Before he came along, you would most likely get shot for walking on the street.
Mona: Yeah, well, of all the people he's put away over the years, why not Mario?!
Adam: Mona, we've already been through this.
Mona: I... I guess there's nothing I can do.
Adam: Look, how about we get some coffee at lunch break. It will get your mind off of things.
Meanwhile, Josh is seen entering Mario's strip after saying the password.
Rick: Hey, Josh, what's up?
Josh: Hey, Rick. Is Mario in his office? I'm hoping he has a job for me.
Rick: I think so. He should be in his office if he is.
Josh: Thanks, Rick.
Rick: No problem.
Josh then began to make his way to Mario's office, and as he did so, he could hear Mario arguing with someone.
Mario: Remember, just go in, give the guy the money, take the suitcase he went in with, then leave. Don't make it any more difficult than that.
?: Dad, come on, you worry too much. You're not like this with the other guys.
Mario: that's because I can trust them for not screwing up, unlike you.
That sounded like Waluigi, Mario's youngest yet, incompetent son. Waluigi is known for not being able to get a job right unless someone is holding his hand.
Josh: Is this a bad time?
Mario: Ah, Josh, come on in. It's never a bad time for you, unlike someone I know. (He said, glaring at Waluigi)
Waluigi: So, you're like that Josh boy that dad keeps going on about. So, you think because you've been with us for a year now that you're suddenly better than me? Someone who has been in this family since I was born?!
Mario: Is that a question you should be asking? Unlike you, he doesn't screw up every job he's in.
Waluigi: Dad, come on, you have to back me up here.
Mario: It's kind of hard for me to back you up, Waluigi, especially knowing what you're capable of.
Josh: So, what kind of job do you have in mind, sir?
Mario: Actually, I do have a job for you, Josh.
Josh: What is it?
Mario: I need you to go with Waluigi and make sure his job goes smoothly and stop him from doing something stupid.
Waluigi: Oh, come on, dad, don't you have any faith in me?
Mario: No! I don't. The last time you had an exchange job, you ended up killing the dealer, and we had to hide the body.
Waluigi: I didn't mean to kill him, honest.
Mario: And that's why I'm sending Josh with you to ensure that history doesn't repeat itself. Keep in mind, Waluigi, I have a good deal with the police, and I don't want you to fuck it up because of your inconsistency.
Waluigi: No trust or faith.
Mario: Josh, please go with Waluigi and make sure he doesn't fuck anything up.
Josh: Yes, sir. Is it okay if I have a little fun with the girls there if they have time?
Mario: Get the job done first, and then we will discuss the girls.
Josh: Yes, sir.
Mario: Remember, Waluigi, I don't want any trouble from the drug dealer. Just go in, shake his hand, do the exchange, then leave. Now, get going, you two.
Josh and Waluigi went off to get the exchange job over and done with.
Josh: So, where are we off to?
Waluigi: Where do you think? We're going to meet the guy with the drugs.
Josh: I know that! Where are we meeting him?
Waluigi: At The Golden Coin Bar, one of my father's bars. He even told one of the bartenders to close the bar for a bit to do the exchange.
Josh: That's good and no getting in my way.
Waluigi: What the Hell are you talking about? This is MY job, remember?!
Josh: I forgot how annoying you could be.
Waluigi: Believe me, the feeling is mutual.
Josh ignored what Waluigi said as he kept walking, and he was ready to finish this job as fast as possible.
After a ten-minute walk, they arrived at the Golden Coin Bar, which had a giant cold coin on the building's top.
Josh: I think we're here.
Waluigi: Yeah, no shit Sherlock. Let's just get this over with.
They approach the door, and Waluigi knocks on it four times, pauses for a second, and knocks on another two more times. The bartender then opens the door. The bartender was 5'7 feet tall and weighed 165 pounds; he had grey hair and blue eyes and wore a black t-shirt and pants.
Bartender: Ah, Waluigi, you're here. (He sees Josh) Wait, Josh, what are you doing here?
Waluigi: He was ordered to come with me at the last minute. Not that's not important, is "He" here?
Bartender: Yes, he is. Come on in.
Josh and Waluigi then enter the bar, and they see the drug dealer sitting at one of the tables. He was 5'8 and weighed 265 pounds. He was bald and had brown eyes. He was wearing a grey t-shirt and black pants.
Waluigi: Ah, you must be the guy.
Waluigi and Josh walk towards the drug dealer.
Drug Dealer: Yes, I'm here. (He See's Josh) Who's this?
Waluigi: Don't worry about him, just some guy that ended up coming with me at the last minute. My father's orders. Anyways do you have the stuff?
Drug Dealer: That I do.
Waluigi: Well, show it to me.
Drug Dealer: Hold it right there... We want to see it.
Waluigi: (Takes out his 44 Magnum) Do you think you're in the position of asking me anything?
Drug Dealer: Woah, what the Hell?!
Josh: Dude, what are you doing? Just show the money, then we can get out of here.
Waluigi: You know what, Josh, I'm sick and tired of you ordering me around! I am my father's son; I should be ordering you around!
Josh: Can't this wait until we get back!
Drug Dealer: Listen, just put the gun down, and we'll talk about this.
Waluigi: Shut up! Either give us the stuff or... (He feels a sneeze coming) Or... ACHOO!
When Waluigi sneezed, he accidentally pulled the trigger, shooting the drug dealer in the head and accidentally killing him.
Josh: YOU IDIOT! WHY DID YOU KILL HIM?!
Waluigi: It was allergy season. Damnit!
Josh: That's it, give me the gun!
Waluigi: No!
Josh and Waluigi then start fighting over the gun.
Josh: GIVE ME THE FUCKING GUN!
Waluigi: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
In his struggle to keep his gun, Waluigi accidentally pulled the trigger, shooting Josh in the gut.
Josh: GHA!
Josh then fell to the ground, holding his gut.
Waluigi: NO!
Bartender: You idiot! What are you doing?!
That's when the three men heard police sirens coming this way.
Waluigi: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
In a panic state, Waluigi pulled the trigger again and shot the bartender in the head. When Waluigi realized what he just did, he panicked and dropped the gun at Josh's feet and ran out through the back of the bar, leaving Josh behind with the dead bartender and drug dealer.
Josh: You fucking dumb ass!
Before Josh could even get back up, the police broke in and pointed their guns at Josh.
Police: FREEZE! Don't move.
Josh: Woah! Fellas, you don't want to do this.
Two minutes later, Mona and Adam arrived at the bar after hearing about the shooting.
Mona: Please don't be here, please don't be here, please don't be here. (He then sees Chief Livings at the scene) Goddamit!
Adam: Mona, try to keep your cool around him, okay?
Mona: I will.
Mona and Adam then began to make their way to Johnathan Livings.
Mona: Chief Livings!
Chief Livings: (He groans when he sees Mona) What do you want, Mona?!
Adam: Um, Chief Livings, not too long ago, we got a radio call about a shooting at The Golden Coin bar. We just want to know what happened.
Chief Livings: What's the to tell. It's just a simple shooting at the bar.
Mona: Sir, you're obviously lying! (This irritates Jonathan)
Adam: What my partner means to say is we believe there's more to this case than you're letting on, sir, with all due respect, of course.
Johnathan: (He sighs) Fine. It was a drug deal gone wrong, happy?
Mona: I KNEW IT!
Adam: Mona, calm yourself.
Mona: Mario has to be behind this! He just has to!
Johnathan: There you go again. Blaming Mario. Whenever something happens in this city, you instantly think it was Mario.
Mona: Fine... How about you explain Drug Dealer being dead.
Johnathan: Fine. Like I said. It was a drug deal gone wrong. The drug dealer and the bartender were shot. There was one person who was still alive. We have no idea who he is, though. We're not sure if he's the shooter or a victim.
Adam: Who is this person?
Chief Livings: His name is Josh Bradston. I could have sworn that he was sent to prison over a year ago. Even though he altered his looks since I last saw him, there's no doubt in my mind that it's him.
Mona: So, what is he? Is he the shooter or a victim?
Johnathan: We're not sure. He was the only person still alive when we found him; however, he was also shot in the gut. He's been taken to the hospital to be treated for his wounds. After he recovers, we're going to question him about what happened here.
Adam: Thank you, Chief Livings.
Mona: Hold up!
Adam: Mona, what else do you want?
Mona: Chief Livings, please, give me this case!
Johnathan: Why?
Mona: Because... Because I strongly believe that Mario is somehow behind these shootings!
Chief: (He groans) Not this again, Mona. Always blaming him for everything. Somebody trips and falls, it's Mario, somebody steals a piece of gum from a variety store, it's Mario, somebody gets into a car accident, it's Mario. Somebody stomps on their own toe; it's Mario. Your obsession with Mario is unhealthy, Mona. Just let it go already!
Mona: I CAN'T LET GO!
Adam: Mona, now is not the time.
Mona: No, Adam, now is the time! (He looks at Chief Livings) Johnathan. You and I both know what it's like to lose a spouse. Thirteen years ago, you lost your wife to the Shadduck crime family, and around that time, I lost my husband to the Oiram crime family. The only difference between us is the murderers of your wife were brought to justice, while the murderer of my husband was never brought to justice. Instead, he only went to prison for a year and has been out in the Free World since then. I know what you were like all those years ago, John. You were just like me when your wife was murdered, but after her murderers were brought to justice and brought you an ease of mind. Don't you think I deserve that same thing, John, a chance to finally put my mind to ease, a chance to avenge my husband after all this time?
Adam: Mona, I don't think it's wise to talk about the Chief's deceased wife; that topic is still sensitive to him.
Mona stops in her tracks to thinks about what to say next, but nothing comes to mind.
Chief Livings: (He sighs) Fine. I'll give you the case. But if you're investigation proves to be a waste of time, then you're fired. Understand?
Adam: My partner and I understand, sir.
Chief Livings: Good. Now get out of my sight before I change my mind.
Adam and Mona then get in their car, and they race to the hospital.
Adam: You know, I wish you could have convinced him to give us this case without having to drag his deceased wife into this.
Mona: Sorry, but I felt that if I didn't, he would just shoo me away like he always does.
Adam: So, what now?
Mona: First, we go to the hospital to ask Josh what happened. This case is about to get really crazy.
A little later, Josh is seen beginning to wake up and finds himself in the hospital.
Josh turns his head to sees a cute nurse was doing her rounds.
Josh: (Thinking) Dammit, what happened? How did I... Oh yeah, Waluigi happened.
Nurse: How are you feeling?
Josh: Swore.
Nurse: Well, is there anything that I can get you (Her outfit was revealing good potions of her cleavage for him to see)
Josh: I can think of something; I don't think that would be appropriate.
Nurse: Oh... What is it?
Josh: You really want to know?
Nurse: Yes.
Josh: Well...
?: AHEM!
The Nurse and Josh turn to see who it was, and they see it was Adam and Mona.
Mona: Excuse me, we would like to have a word with Mr. Bradston, please.
Nurse: Very well. (She goes to leave the room as Josh sits up and looks at the detectives)
Josh: Who are you?
Mona: Well, buddy, I'm detective Mona, and this is my partner Adam.
Adam: Hello.
Josh: What do you want?
Mona: Answers.
Josh: About what?
Mona: Where is Mario?
Josh: Who's Mario?
Adam: Your boss
Josh: I don't know what you're talking about.
Josh was obviously playing dumb. He's been in the mob long enough not to rat anyone out when things go wrong. Mona and Adam knew Josh wasn't dumb.
Mona: Mr. Bradston, we know that you work for Mario Oriam.
Josh: Oh, really? Do you have proof that I work for this Mario person?
Mona and Adam were hoping that Josh wasn't going to ask them that. Mona was lost at words to ask Josh.
Mona: Mr. Bradston, if you do not cooperate with us, we will pin you for the bar's shooting.
Josh: Oh, really? Do you have any proof that I was the shooter?
Mona: Again, what's with everyone in proof.
Josh: And you call yourself a cop. The proof is everything in this world. Suppose you don't have proof, then you're just wasting your time. I'm not even a cop, and yet I know that.
Adam: Mona, I think we're just wasting our time here. We will have to come back when we have proof so we can loosen his lips.
Mona: Alright.
Adam: We will be back, Mr. Bradston.
Josh: Yeah, whatever.
Josh was planning to leave the hospital before they returned, but the question was, how? Mona and Adam step out of Josh's room, and they see a security guard passing by.
Mona: Hey, you!
Security Guard: Yes?
Mona: Stay with that patient in there (Meaning Josh). Make sure he doesn't leave.
Security Guard: Yes, Ma'am.
The Security guard entered Josh's room and began watching him like a hawk, much to Josh's annoyance. Now that Josh now has a babysitter, Mona and Adam started heading towards their car.
Adam: So where to?
Mona: To the morgue to get a full autopsy report on the victim. AKA: The murdered Drug Dealer.
Adam: Whatever you say, sleepy partner.
Mona: Why did you call me that?
Adam: Because you fall asleep on your desk.
Mona: It was only that one time!
Adam: Yes.
Just then, Mona's cell phone began to ring.
Mona: Hello (Answers the phone)
Chief Livings: Hello, Mona.
Mona: Yes, sir.
Johnathan: I'm just calling to see how your investigation is going. (This began to make Mona nervous)
Mona: It's going... good sir.
Chief Livings: I see. There is something that I want to tell you.
Mona: Yes, what is it?
Chief Livings: Tonight, I will be in my office at 9:00. I want you to be at my office at that time to give me a full report on your investigation.
Mona: Yes, sir.
Chief Livings: Also, I don't think I need to remind you that your badge is on the line in this investigation. (Mona and Adam couldn't believe they were risking it all) So this means that if your investigation has nothing to do with Mario Oiram, you will turn in your badge. Do I make myself clear?
Mona: Yes, sir.
Chief Livings: Remember, 9:00, sharp. (He then hangs up)
Mona and Adam were very nervous because they had nothing to show for.
Adam: Your meeting with John is six hours from now.
Mona: This means we need to get a lead within that time.
Adam: You're crazy.
Mona: I'm crazy? Why am I crazy?
Adam: Because you're risking your job for this. You should have just backed off when John was planning on putting your job on the line.
Mona: Look, I get it, but it's too late to turn back now. But I need this, okay. I know I can't prove it, but my gut tells me that Mario is behind this. We just need to get a few leads and some hard evidence. And we're not going to do that if we're just sitting here arguing amongst ourselves. A lot of things can happen in six hours, so let's make that happen.
Adam: Alright, you convinced me.
Mona: First stop, the morgue. (She then drove off to the morgue)
To Be Continued...