NOTE: Sorry this chapter is short!
I had enough stress but for some reason I felt a whole lot lifted off of my shoulders after my talk with Faith. I didn't want to believe we were over but that was the truth. I screwed a lot of things up in my life but this must have been the most stupidest I ever did, my friendship, loyalty, and trust with my best friend. Now I had Cruz to worry about. She was right; I would never understand what she was doing with dope. Her little insurance policy, what the hell did that mean? Faith had told me, told me about her reputation on the street about the 'two bags' of Cruz. Was Faith right? I had doubted her because I didn't want to believe it but now everything seems so much clearer. I don't know Cruz like I thought I did and that was damn straight the truth. Why she had never told me was beyond my knowledge.
Somehow I found myself still in anti crime, working a double shift while Cruz was out. I guess word gets out quickly when a sergeant is in the hospital, I heard a lot of rumors that Cruz wasn't coming back. I hadn't seen Cruz for a few days now and wasn't too sure what the hell was going on. Cruz had told me about some Ray guy who was the one who had broken into her place. No-one was ever caught as a suspect, actually, come to think about it, no-one really went out looking for him. I guess they tried to keep it quiet. No-one wanted to bring attention to an Anti Crime officers fault. I don't think Cruz would tell anyone about her 'insurance policy'. Why she told me, god knows why. What I could guess was that she just told them it was a robbery gone bad.
I was finally getting use to Anti Crime and was finally becoming adjusted to my new life. I had finally moved on from begging for forgiveness from Faith. I, Maurice Boscorelli, had changed. Everything seemed so much better, little did I know, things were all about to change. All I wanted was to go visit my mom at her bar before I hit the sack and maybe give Maritza a call to see when she'd be back. She got out of the hospital a day earlier and I was almost definite there would be a message waiting for me on my answer machine when I got home. Little did I know, I wouldn't be checking that anytime soon.
Heading down the steps from the station, I sighed with relief from another long boring day of nothing but paperwork, I dug my hands low into my pockets as I walked down the dim street. I was still cooped up at the desk on the case that caused Cruz to get shot in the first place. Those guys had gotten away, god knows who they were, and what they were doing by now. Just another two jag-offs that are a plain waste of air. I wasn't a sweet breathe of sunshine as I left the building deciding to walk off the days stress. A few cars passed but other then that, it was a pretty damn slow night. Something seemed wrong as I took a short cut down a small alley for Arthur. I felt like I was being watched. Spinning around I glanced around a bit nervous.
"Hello?" My voice seemed to echo though the alley. "You're losing it Bosco." I told myself as I shook my head lowly and continued down the passage way, the street slowly coming into view. The dusty smell from the alley lingered in my nose as I brushed my short hair back with my hand. I heard loud footsteps coming from behind me. Before I knew what happened I felt a sharp hard metallic object slam into my head causing me to loose consciousness and slip to the ground in total darkness.
TBC…. Thanks to all those who reviewed and have been patient. I've been working on several other fics that I haven't added yet to the database. I really wasn't going to continue on this story since I really didn't know where I was going with it, but now I may have a few tricks up my sleeve. Please email me (snowflakeangel01@yahoo.com) if you'd like to read my other Bosco based fics. I'm NOT a Faith/Bosco shipper but tend to use a Bosco/Faith friendship in most along with evil Cruz who I just love to write about. Anymore comments PLEASE email me or leave some reviews.
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