Retribution
final
by mardel
The three spent more time reading the files they had confiscated.
Bobby wanted to have plenty of evidence against Devol before they requested a
arrest warrant on him.
The following morning Claire was nervous. She knew she would see Devol face
to face before the day was over. She wasn't sure if she was ready to see him
up close again. She was afraid she would do something to prevent their
arresting him and putting him away for his crimes.
"Are you ready?" Bobby knocked on her door the next morning.
Claire opened her door. "Yes, I'm as ready as I'll ever be." she tried to smile.
Darien was behind Bobby, " You don't have to go with us if you would rather not see
him again."
"No, I want to see him arrested. I might make me feel better to see him locked up."
Bobby had made a call for a arrest warrant first thing that morning. They were to me
met by local police officers at the hospital. The agents preferred to have Devol arrested
under local and Federal law at the same time. That way he would have to be released
by both agencies.
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Alber Devol remembered having a very strange dream the night before. He'd woken
much to late to return to the hospital and begin his new round of tests.
He was standing talking with another doctor when he noticed a woman exiting the
elevator. She looked strangely familiar. Then it hit him it was Claire. A young woman
he had taken under his wing back home in France.
He stepped forward, "Claire it is you isn't it? How nice to see you again."
He was reaching to shake her hand, and Claire was backing away a look of utter
revulsion
on her face. Bobby stepped between Devol and her.
"Back off Devol. She doesn't want to have anything to do with scum like you."
Darien was behind Claire, both hands on her shoulders, supporting her. Comforting her.
"Dr Alber Devol, sir you are under arrest." A local police officer stepped forward and
reached for the man's arm.
"What are you crazy under arrest for what?" Devol tried to back away.
The police officer took hold of his arm to prevent his escape. Bobby moved in behind
him just in case he tried to break free. Bobby wanted an excuse to hurt this guy.
"For criminal endangerment of patients, assault and fraud." the officer informed him
and snapped the cuff on his arm.
"No! you must have the wrong man. I'm a doctor, I help people. I don't harm them."
He protested, but the officer lead him back into the elevator followed by Bobby.
Darien and Claire watched as the doors closed.
"We got him Claire, and I think we have more than enough evidence to prove he's
gone past research and has been endangering his patients."
"Yes, I hope you're right." she felt a great wave of relief wash over her. She leaned
against Darien for a moment to gather herself.
On the flight back to California both Bobby and Claire were subdued.
She was still coming to terms with what had happened. The man she hated more than
anyone in the world had finally be caught. She was free, or it felt like she was.
Bobby was thinking he wished he'd been alone with the scum for a few minutes.
But he wouldn't have been able to explain how the prisoner had gotten a broken nose,
two black eyes and several broken ribs. Darien had wanted to slip into his
cell in view of other inmates and beat the crap out of him. If it looked like Devol had
gone nuts and was hurting himself, it couldn't be blamed on police brutality.
Bobby had to talk him out of the idea. He didn't want to take the chance of anything
setting him free.
"I'm sorry partner but we can't take the chance. We don't want him to get off because it
looks like he was roughed up by the police." Bobby reminded his partner.
"Just one, let me give him just one." Darien said through clenched teeth.
"I'd love to, my friend. But we just can't risk it." Bobby kept hold of Darien's arm
as he talked him down.
Now, Bobby was thinking about how Claire was behaving towards him. He liked Claire.
He liked her very much, he'd do anything for her. But he did have a rule, about becoming
romantically involved with anyone he worked with. As much as he would like to pursue
her in a more personal way, he knew he wouldn't. At least he thought he wouldn't.
"You two are quite. You should be happy, we got the guy." Darien moved out of his
seat across the small isle from his friends.
"I am happy." Claire smiled weakly at him.
"You could have fooled me. Hobbes did you check in with the Official today?"
"Yeah right before we left the police station. I told him we'd be back this afternoon.
I told him the van broke down and we had to wait overnight for them to fix it."
"Hey, that's believable. The hunk of junk they give us to drive around." Darien
nodded.
"Yeah, but he wasn't to happy about the bill he thinks he'll be getting for the repairs."
Bobby laughed.
"How much did you tell him?" Darien noticed a real smile playing at the corners of
Claire's mouth, so he urged Bobby to continue.
"I told him the universal joint had gone out, it was going to cost twelve hundred dollars
to get the van fixed." Bobby explained. "I had to hold the phone away from my ear when
he exploded. Last I heard Eberts was trying to calm him down."
Claire burst out laughing, "You told him the bill was twelve hundred dollars? Oh that will
make him crazy." she giggled.
Darien and Bobby joined in, laughing.
It looked like Claire was going to recover from her ordeal.
" I guess I'm glad Hobbes talked me out of beating the crap out of Devol.
There's a quote from the bible my aunt use to say, Be not overcome of evil, but overcome
evil with good. I guess that was what we had done, what we always tried to do.
But it would have felt so good to …. I'm just glad Claire seems to be recovering.
It was different being the one to give help for a change, but nice."
end
final
by mardel
The three spent more time reading the files they had confiscated.
Bobby wanted to have plenty of evidence against Devol before they requested a
arrest warrant on him.
The following morning Claire was nervous. She knew she would see Devol face
to face before the day was over. She wasn't sure if she was ready to see him
up close again. She was afraid she would do something to prevent their
arresting him and putting him away for his crimes.
"Are you ready?" Bobby knocked on her door the next morning.
Claire opened her door. "Yes, I'm as ready as I'll ever be." she tried to smile.
Darien was behind Bobby, " You don't have to go with us if you would rather not see
him again."
"No, I want to see him arrested. I might make me feel better to see him locked up."
Bobby had made a call for a arrest warrant first thing that morning. They were to me
met by local police officers at the hospital. The agents preferred to have Devol arrested
under local and Federal law at the same time. That way he would have to be released
by both agencies.
::::::::::::::::::::::::::::
Alber Devol remembered having a very strange dream the night before. He'd woken
much to late to return to the hospital and begin his new round of tests.
He was standing talking with another doctor when he noticed a woman exiting the
elevator. She looked strangely familiar. Then it hit him it was Claire. A young woman
he had taken under his wing back home in France.
He stepped forward, "Claire it is you isn't it? How nice to see you again."
He was reaching to shake her hand, and Claire was backing away a look of utter
revulsion
on her face. Bobby stepped between Devol and her.
"Back off Devol. She doesn't want to have anything to do with scum like you."
Darien was behind Claire, both hands on her shoulders, supporting her. Comforting her.
"Dr Alber Devol, sir you are under arrest." A local police officer stepped forward and
reached for the man's arm.
"What are you crazy under arrest for what?" Devol tried to back away.
The police officer took hold of his arm to prevent his escape. Bobby moved in behind
him just in case he tried to break free. Bobby wanted an excuse to hurt this guy.
"For criminal endangerment of patients, assault and fraud." the officer informed him
and snapped the cuff on his arm.
"No! you must have the wrong man. I'm a doctor, I help people. I don't harm them."
He protested, but the officer lead him back into the elevator followed by Bobby.
Darien and Claire watched as the doors closed.
"We got him Claire, and I think we have more than enough evidence to prove he's
gone past research and has been endangering his patients."
"Yes, I hope you're right." she felt a great wave of relief wash over her. She leaned
against Darien for a moment to gather herself.
On the flight back to California both Bobby and Claire were subdued.
She was still coming to terms with what had happened. The man she hated more than
anyone in the world had finally be caught. She was free, or it felt like she was.
Bobby was thinking he wished he'd been alone with the scum for a few minutes.
But he wouldn't have been able to explain how the prisoner had gotten a broken nose,
two black eyes and several broken ribs. Darien had wanted to slip into his
cell in view of other inmates and beat the crap out of him. If it looked like Devol had
gone nuts and was hurting himself, it couldn't be blamed on police brutality.
Bobby had to talk him out of the idea. He didn't want to take the chance of anything
setting him free.
"I'm sorry partner but we can't take the chance. We don't want him to get off because it
looks like he was roughed up by the police." Bobby reminded his partner.
"Just one, let me give him just one." Darien said through clenched teeth.
"I'd love to, my friend. But we just can't risk it." Bobby kept hold of Darien's arm
as he talked him down.
Now, Bobby was thinking about how Claire was behaving towards him. He liked Claire.
He liked her very much, he'd do anything for her. But he did have a rule, about becoming
romantically involved with anyone he worked with. As much as he would like to pursue
her in a more personal way, he knew he wouldn't. At least he thought he wouldn't.
"You two are quite. You should be happy, we got the guy." Darien moved out of his
seat across the small isle from his friends.
"I am happy." Claire smiled weakly at him.
"You could have fooled me. Hobbes did you check in with the Official today?"
"Yeah right before we left the police station. I told him we'd be back this afternoon.
I told him the van broke down and we had to wait overnight for them to fix it."
"Hey, that's believable. The hunk of junk they give us to drive around." Darien
nodded.
"Yeah, but he wasn't to happy about the bill he thinks he'll be getting for the repairs."
Bobby laughed.
"How much did you tell him?" Darien noticed a real smile playing at the corners of
Claire's mouth, so he urged Bobby to continue.
"I told him the universal joint had gone out, it was going to cost twelve hundred dollars
to get the van fixed." Bobby explained. "I had to hold the phone away from my ear when
he exploded. Last I heard Eberts was trying to calm him down."
Claire burst out laughing, "You told him the bill was twelve hundred dollars? Oh that will
make him crazy." she giggled.
Darien and Bobby joined in, laughing.
It looked like Claire was going to recover from her ordeal.
" I guess I'm glad Hobbes talked me out of beating the crap out of Devol.
There's a quote from the bible my aunt use to say, Be not overcome of evil, but overcome
evil with good. I guess that was what we had done, what we always tried to do.
But it would have felt so good to …. I'm just glad Claire seems to be recovering.
It was different being the one to give help for a change, but nice."
end
