Bosco woke up on his bathroom floor. He instantly grabbed at his head. He
was so hung over and his throat and mouth were sore from throwing up acid
from his stomach. He used the toilet to help regain his balance to stand
and regretted it the moment he looked down in the toilet to see his own
vomit floating around un-flushed.
"Ah, what did I eat last night?" He moaned closing his eyes and flushing as he stood up. He rinsed his mouth off in the sink and took a few big gulps of water from the faucet before wiping his face with a hand towel.
He stumbled out to his living room and noticed it was somewhat cleaner. He wondered if he got drunk and cleaned his own place up. He went for the fridge for some juice and noticed a note from Faith taped to his refrigerator that read:
Bos,
Cleaned up your place the best I could. You were a drunken asshole last night but I forgive you. Sully called to check on you and to let you know they found a dead hooker in the alley by 9th Street named Jasmine that fit your description. He would like you to identify the body if you feel up to it. I will be by to check on you later today. Call me if you need anything partner.
Faith
Bosco felt his stomach tighten and wanted to throw up again. First Cruz now Jasmine, what did they ever do to deserve this? He deserved to die not them! He was not gonna put up with this any longer! Just than he was interrupted by a knock at the door, Faith's knock he knew it well.
He opened the door to let her in and she just stood there shaking her head with her arms crossed.
"What Faith? I don't want to here it. Whatever I did or said last night I am sorry okay?" Bosco said rubbing his temples.
"You look like shit Bos. I don't think I have ever in my life seen someone as beaten up as you. How are you feeling?" Faith asked concerned.
She caught Bosco off guard; he was expecting her to yell at him. "I have been better, thanks for asking partner," he said letting out a faint smile.
"Did you get my note on that hooker? I will drive you if you want," Faith said.
"Yeah I'd like that, just give me a few to clean up," Bosco mumbled walking back to his bedroom.
~~~~~
Bosco was worn out just from the trip to identify Jasmine's body. It in fact was her body, and that soured Bosco's mood that much more. He just wanted to be alone. He politely said goodbye to Faith as he staggered up his steps to his apartment. His ribs were killing him. The moment he closed the door to his apartment he laid down on his coach shoes and all and passed out within seconds.
~~~~~
When Bosco woke up, it was after midnight. The much-needed sleep did wonders for his adrenaline level and he thought perhaps he would go for a short walk. He was still wearing his NYPD windbreaker and shoes so he was good to go.
As he exited his apartment, he saw a marked police car sitting out in front.
"I am gonna kill them!" Bosco said letting his temper get to him. He slowly approached the RMP and tapped on the window. It was Sully and Davis.
"What the hell are you two doing out here? Working a double are you?" Bosco questioned sarcastically.
"Bosco we were.." Davis started to say but Bosco cut him off. "Out here keeping an eye on me? I told you guys I don't need a babysitter."
"Think of it however you want Bosco we have orders to sit out here and if you don't like it talk to Lieu," Sully said.
"You have orders to sit out here in front of my apartment all night?" Bosco asked.
"That is right Bosco!" Sully said getting frustrated.
"Well enjoy you self boys," Bosco said tapping the glass as he took off walking down the street.
"Where you going Bosco?" Davis asked.
"To get a gallon of milk. Don't wait up," Bosco said
As Bosco walked off Carter and two of his 'hired help' rolled by in his Yukon. "You are one stupid pig Maurice. This is almost too easy," he chuckled as he passed Sully and Davis in the RMP. "Lucky for you pigs Maurice decided on a midnight stroll. He just saved your lives."
You think he is really just going for milk?" Davis asked Sully knowing it was a dumb question. "Well are we going to follow him?"
"Na, if he wanted to ditch us he easily could. Lets just sit tight and see if anyone suspicious pull up," Sully said.
~~~~~
Bosco did indeed walk down to the all night supermarket and got a gallon of milk. He needed something to coat his stomach and he was too lazy to eat. As he exited the store, Carter was hot on his trail.
"I have a clear shot sir, want me to pop him here?" Edwards asked.
"No, lets have some fun," Carter said snickering. "When I pull over grab him."
~~~~~
Bosco heard a car slowly approaching behind him and he looked over his shoulder in curiosity.
His eyes widened when he saw the door to the Yukon slide open and two men jump out, the same men that beat him and put him in the hospital. He instinctively grabbed at his ankle for his gun, but the men already were putting a firm grip on his arms. Bosco struggled for a few seconds but knew it was hopeless.
"Let go of me you jagoffs!" Bosco screamed as they dragged him into the car and slammed the door shut.
"Now Maurice, is that anyway to talk to and old friend?" Carter said laughing. "We need to teach this pig some manners."
Bosco's nose flared and he felt his cheeks get hot just from the sight of Carter.
"You killed Cruz you son of a bitch. Your dead!" Bosco yelled struggling to free his arms.
"Gag him before he says something really stupid and I put a bullet in his head," Carter said pulling his gun out and pointing it at Bosco. Bosco stopped struggling and let one of the men gag his mouth and tie his hands behind his back with rope.
TBC
"Ah, what did I eat last night?" He moaned closing his eyes and flushing as he stood up. He rinsed his mouth off in the sink and took a few big gulps of water from the faucet before wiping his face with a hand towel.
He stumbled out to his living room and noticed it was somewhat cleaner. He wondered if he got drunk and cleaned his own place up. He went for the fridge for some juice and noticed a note from Faith taped to his refrigerator that read:
Bos,
Cleaned up your place the best I could. You were a drunken asshole last night but I forgive you. Sully called to check on you and to let you know they found a dead hooker in the alley by 9th Street named Jasmine that fit your description. He would like you to identify the body if you feel up to it. I will be by to check on you later today. Call me if you need anything partner.
Faith
Bosco felt his stomach tighten and wanted to throw up again. First Cruz now Jasmine, what did they ever do to deserve this? He deserved to die not them! He was not gonna put up with this any longer! Just than he was interrupted by a knock at the door, Faith's knock he knew it well.
He opened the door to let her in and she just stood there shaking her head with her arms crossed.
"What Faith? I don't want to here it. Whatever I did or said last night I am sorry okay?" Bosco said rubbing his temples.
"You look like shit Bos. I don't think I have ever in my life seen someone as beaten up as you. How are you feeling?" Faith asked concerned.
She caught Bosco off guard; he was expecting her to yell at him. "I have been better, thanks for asking partner," he said letting out a faint smile.
"Did you get my note on that hooker? I will drive you if you want," Faith said.
"Yeah I'd like that, just give me a few to clean up," Bosco mumbled walking back to his bedroom.
~~~~~
Bosco was worn out just from the trip to identify Jasmine's body. It in fact was her body, and that soured Bosco's mood that much more. He just wanted to be alone. He politely said goodbye to Faith as he staggered up his steps to his apartment. His ribs were killing him. The moment he closed the door to his apartment he laid down on his coach shoes and all and passed out within seconds.
~~~~~
When Bosco woke up, it was after midnight. The much-needed sleep did wonders for his adrenaline level and he thought perhaps he would go for a short walk. He was still wearing his NYPD windbreaker and shoes so he was good to go.
As he exited his apartment, he saw a marked police car sitting out in front.
"I am gonna kill them!" Bosco said letting his temper get to him. He slowly approached the RMP and tapped on the window. It was Sully and Davis.
"What the hell are you two doing out here? Working a double are you?" Bosco questioned sarcastically.
"Bosco we were.." Davis started to say but Bosco cut him off. "Out here keeping an eye on me? I told you guys I don't need a babysitter."
"Think of it however you want Bosco we have orders to sit out here and if you don't like it talk to Lieu," Sully said.
"You have orders to sit out here in front of my apartment all night?" Bosco asked.
"That is right Bosco!" Sully said getting frustrated.
"Well enjoy you self boys," Bosco said tapping the glass as he took off walking down the street.
"Where you going Bosco?" Davis asked.
"To get a gallon of milk. Don't wait up," Bosco said
As Bosco walked off Carter and two of his 'hired help' rolled by in his Yukon. "You are one stupid pig Maurice. This is almost too easy," he chuckled as he passed Sully and Davis in the RMP. "Lucky for you pigs Maurice decided on a midnight stroll. He just saved your lives."
You think he is really just going for milk?" Davis asked Sully knowing it was a dumb question. "Well are we going to follow him?"
"Na, if he wanted to ditch us he easily could. Lets just sit tight and see if anyone suspicious pull up," Sully said.
~~~~~
Bosco did indeed walk down to the all night supermarket and got a gallon of milk. He needed something to coat his stomach and he was too lazy to eat. As he exited the store, Carter was hot on his trail.
"I have a clear shot sir, want me to pop him here?" Edwards asked.
"No, lets have some fun," Carter said snickering. "When I pull over grab him."
~~~~~
Bosco heard a car slowly approaching behind him and he looked over his shoulder in curiosity.
His eyes widened when he saw the door to the Yukon slide open and two men jump out, the same men that beat him and put him in the hospital. He instinctively grabbed at his ankle for his gun, but the men already were putting a firm grip on his arms. Bosco struggled for a few seconds but knew it was hopeless.
"Let go of me you jagoffs!" Bosco screamed as they dragged him into the car and slammed the door shut.
"Now Maurice, is that anyway to talk to and old friend?" Carter said laughing. "We need to teach this pig some manners."
Bosco's nose flared and he felt his cheeks get hot just from the sight of Carter.
"You killed Cruz you son of a bitch. Your dead!" Bosco yelled struggling to free his arms.
"Gag him before he says something really stupid and I put a bullet in his head," Carter said pulling his gun out and pointing it at Bosco. Bosco stopped struggling and let one of the men gag his mouth and tie his hands behind his back with rope.
TBC