The phone calls Bosco had received had really been making him jumpy. Every beep, every tone, any small sound seemed to make him jump. Faith stared at him from the passenger side window of the RMP.
"Boz, you okay?"
"Fine." His tone was flat as a car speeding by made him flinch.
"Okay. You gonna stay at my house again tonight or what?"
Bosco sighed. "I'm not sure what I'm going to do. This has gotta stop. I'm a mess. I'm not supposed to be a mess." He pointed at his chest and sighed another heavy sigh.
"We'll find out who it is." Faith nodded and stared out of the window.
Bosco's phone ringing caused both Faith and Bosco to jump. He fumbled around and finally gained control of the ringing phone.
"Hello?" Bosco spoke into the receiver.
"Who's this?" The raspy voice replied back.
"Well, let's see, you called my phone dip shit. Why don't you tell me who this is?" Bosco's sarcasm over took him once more.
"Wow, Boscorelli's getting an attitude. You are going to get a visit from me tonight. I'd advise you to steer clear of anyone else, so they don't get hurt."
Bosco switched the phone to his other ear, his attention caught as he looked out the window of the parked car. "Who the hell are you?" Bosco's voice rose.
"You'll find out tonight." The dial tone rang through Bosco's head. He threw the phone hard against the dashboard and stared at Faith.
"I'm staying at my place tonight Faith."
"What happened Boz?" Faith's voice was a slight whisper. The car was completely silent.
"Nothing."
~~~
Bosco stared at his watch as he finished up the last report from the day's events. It was 11:15 and for once he actually wanted to stay at work but part of him wanted to see who was doing this to him. He tapped the end of his pen against the desk as he signed his name on the signature line at the bottom of the page.
"All done?" Faith leaned back in her chair as she stacked her papers neatly on her desk.
"Yep, all done." He smiled slightly and clicked his pen.
"Are you sure you don't wanna come home to my place?"
"I'm sure Faith. I don't want to put you guys in danger."
~~~
He walked through the dark parking lot of his apartment building; the warm New York air hit him hard. He jingled his keys as he stuck them in his keyhole. His hands were actually shaking.
"C'mon Bosco, everything will be okay." He spoke aloud as he slowly opened his apartment door.
He quickly turned his living room light on and looked around the large room. No one was present so he threw his keys on a small table and relaxed on the couch. He turned the TV on to "America's Most Wanted" but quickly turned it off.
"Just what I need to be watching on a night like this."
He flipped through more channels and finally settled on the movie "Stand By Me." Sometimes it reminded him of his childhood.
His phone ring pierced through his ears. He quickly muted the TV and pressed the "talk" button, shaking as he brought the phone to his ear.
"Hello?" He was anxious to get this conversation going.
"Boz?" Faith's voice was present on the other line.
"Faith, I thought you were someone else." He sighed as he barely turned the TV up.
"Is everything okay over there?"
"Yup, watching a movie."
"Okay, I just wanted to make sure you were okay."
"I'm fine Faith. Thanks. I gotta get to bed, I'm kinda tired." He hung up the phone and nodded. Faith was such a worrywart but in some ways he was kind of glad she cared. No one ever cared for him like that.
He slowly walked to his bedroom when his phone rang again. He quickly picked up, this time upset.
"Look Faith, I'm okay!"
"This isn't Faith."
The raspy voice made Bosco's heart skip a beat.
"Who the fuck is this?" Bosco quickly locked his door.
"There's no need to do that Bosco. I'm already in your house."
"Where?" That's the only thing Bosco could think to say.
The voice came from behind him, this time not on the phone. "Right here."
Before Bosco could turn around he was quickly hit across the head with a baseball bat. He fell hard to the floor; everything he could see was just a huge blur.
"Time to die Boscorelli."
TBC......
"Boz, you okay?"
"Fine." His tone was flat as a car speeding by made him flinch.
"Okay. You gonna stay at my house again tonight or what?"
Bosco sighed. "I'm not sure what I'm going to do. This has gotta stop. I'm a mess. I'm not supposed to be a mess." He pointed at his chest and sighed another heavy sigh.
"We'll find out who it is." Faith nodded and stared out of the window.
Bosco's phone ringing caused both Faith and Bosco to jump. He fumbled around and finally gained control of the ringing phone.
"Hello?" Bosco spoke into the receiver.
"Who's this?" The raspy voice replied back.
"Well, let's see, you called my phone dip shit. Why don't you tell me who this is?" Bosco's sarcasm over took him once more.
"Wow, Boscorelli's getting an attitude. You are going to get a visit from me tonight. I'd advise you to steer clear of anyone else, so they don't get hurt."
Bosco switched the phone to his other ear, his attention caught as he looked out the window of the parked car. "Who the hell are you?" Bosco's voice rose.
"You'll find out tonight." The dial tone rang through Bosco's head. He threw the phone hard against the dashboard and stared at Faith.
"I'm staying at my place tonight Faith."
"What happened Boz?" Faith's voice was a slight whisper. The car was completely silent.
"Nothing."
~~~
Bosco stared at his watch as he finished up the last report from the day's events. It was 11:15 and for once he actually wanted to stay at work but part of him wanted to see who was doing this to him. He tapped the end of his pen against the desk as he signed his name on the signature line at the bottom of the page.
"All done?" Faith leaned back in her chair as she stacked her papers neatly on her desk.
"Yep, all done." He smiled slightly and clicked his pen.
"Are you sure you don't wanna come home to my place?"
"I'm sure Faith. I don't want to put you guys in danger."
~~~
He walked through the dark parking lot of his apartment building; the warm New York air hit him hard. He jingled his keys as he stuck them in his keyhole. His hands were actually shaking.
"C'mon Bosco, everything will be okay." He spoke aloud as he slowly opened his apartment door.
He quickly turned his living room light on and looked around the large room. No one was present so he threw his keys on a small table and relaxed on the couch. He turned the TV on to "America's Most Wanted" but quickly turned it off.
"Just what I need to be watching on a night like this."
He flipped through more channels and finally settled on the movie "Stand By Me." Sometimes it reminded him of his childhood.
His phone ring pierced through his ears. He quickly muted the TV and pressed the "talk" button, shaking as he brought the phone to his ear.
"Hello?" He was anxious to get this conversation going.
"Boz?" Faith's voice was present on the other line.
"Faith, I thought you were someone else." He sighed as he barely turned the TV up.
"Is everything okay over there?"
"Yup, watching a movie."
"Okay, I just wanted to make sure you were okay."
"I'm fine Faith. Thanks. I gotta get to bed, I'm kinda tired." He hung up the phone and nodded. Faith was such a worrywart but in some ways he was kind of glad she cared. No one ever cared for him like that.
He slowly walked to his bedroom when his phone rang again. He quickly picked up, this time upset.
"Look Faith, I'm okay!"
"This isn't Faith."
The raspy voice made Bosco's heart skip a beat.
"Who the fuck is this?" Bosco quickly locked his door.
"There's no need to do that Bosco. I'm already in your house."
"Where?" That's the only thing Bosco could think to say.
The voice came from behind him, this time not on the phone. "Right here."
Before Bosco could turn around he was quickly hit across the head with a baseball bat. He fell hard to the floor; everything he could see was just a huge blur.
"Time to die Boscorelli."
TBC......