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At around 4 a.m., Dakota shot up in a cold sweat. "Shit ", she said to herself silently not wanting to wake up Bosco who lay beside her. "God, just one night, that's all I ask for, one night of sleeping without these damn nightmares." She knew she wouldn't be able to fall asleep right away, so she silently got out of bed and left her room with Wolf at her side since he knew his owners nightly patterns. She made herself some tea and went out on the balcony and starred at the stars.
She sat there and thought about it all as she always does. "That night, two months before 9/11, the orders were to assassinate a leader of an Afghan militia group that followed Osma Bin Laden and had ties to Saddam. The source we were told was reliable. Mitch trusted this source but that would turn out to be the biggest mistake of his career. We had arrived at the pre-determined spot and realized it was a set up. The man that gave the info was forced too lead us into a trap or they would kill his family. What good that did him! They killed his family and him anyway for their treachery. I recognized that it was a trap and allowed myself to be caught so that Mitch could escape. I knew what I was getting myself into. I did it for him. I couldn't have bared the thought of him being in their prisons. No, I decided that I would be the one to suffer. And suffer I did. I was there for 4 months. 4 months of torture and...that bastard raped me. The target we intended to kill made me his own personal whore. No one was allowed to touch me except for him. Laughing and saying how American women were whores and I just proved it more cause I enjoyed it. I never cried, not once or begged him to stop. I would not let them have the satisfaction of knowing that they broke me. Fuck them!!!! I literally retreated into my mind. My country left me there for 4 months to endure that.those savages did things to me that I wished no one would have to go through. But I did. I survived!!!!"
She thought to herself. They finally came for her and Mitch lead the way but the damage already been done. She knew if it were reversed, she would have never taken that long for him. She would have pulled in every favor and beat all the heads she needed to get him out of there. But he didn't and that's when she knew it was over for them. She could never forgive him, them for that matter, for leaving her there. The country that she sacrificed her life for had turned their back on her. Mitch knew that she wasn't the same and he knew that she would be angry at him for not coming sooner. He knew it. He knew that if it was him in there she would have demolished the place to get him out. But there was nothing he could do, he told her. He had no choice. He had a choice but he choose not to take a risk and say fuck you to them and get her. She had never been the same since they recovered her from that hell whole. Only one man knows everything that happened to her there and that man was Kevin. They had been friends since the Marines. He never really cared for Mitch but accepted him cause he knew that she cared for him. But he always stayed her truest and dearest friend through it all. She knew she never would have survived emotionally and mentally after it all happened without him by her side. He was her rock through it all. She never needed anybody but then. She never admitted it but he knew and stood by her side the whole time never once complaining.
Bosco woke up when he heard a noise. He looked over and didn't find Dakota there. "Dakota.." He said lifting his head up looking around. Rubbing his face with both hands and rubbing his head, he tried to wake himself up. He got up and used the bathroom before looking for her. She thought she heard the toilet flush but couldn't be sure because of the outside noise. She figured it was probably Bosco and he had gotten up to use it probably noticing by now she was no longer in bed and now knew the questions would begin. "Crap", she thought to herself. He came down stairs and found her on the balcony. "Hey what are doing our here?" "Sorry did I wake you?" "No, I got up and you weren't in bed, so I realized I had to take a leak, so I did and came looking for you. What's up? Why are you out here drinking what is that? "Tea" "Tea at 4:20 in the morning?" "This is typical for me. I rarely get a full night sleep" "Oh, this is typical huh and why is that? What do you have insomnia or somethin'?" "Or something!" "Your not going to tell me are you, the real reason why your out here?" "What makes you think there is a reason?" "I'm not a idiot Dakota, I can see that somethin's botherin' you but I respect that you won't tell me. I'll wait. I'm not going anywhere." As he said this Bosco went over to her an embraced her and said the last part lovingly into her ear and kissed her neck. "Thanks." Reme replied softly. "Let's go up. I think I can sleep now." Reme said. "You sure", Bosco asked," Yeah I am. Let's go." She led the way back to wards her bedroom and they both fell asleep in each other arms.
Dakota woke up around 8a.m. She decided to let Bosco sleep. She went for her morning run with Wolf and returned at about 9:30 a.m. She went upstairs to change into her workout gear and found Bosco waking up. "Hey good morning sleepy," Dakota said to Bosco. "Morning, beautiful, may I ask why are you all sweaty. Do I get you that excited?" He said with a laugh. "Cute, no I just came back from my morning run and I 'm about to go workout in my gym. Would you like to join me?" "Actually I would love to join you. Let me get my stuff out of my bag" "Listen, Kevin comes over every morning just about to train with me. Hope you don't mind!" "Nah, Davenport's a good guy. Cares a lot about you. I like him!" "Yeah, he does. He's the best." Reme smiled. Just then they heard someone call out. "Yo D!!" "We're up here!" "Are you descent?""Fuck you!!!!! And yes we are!" "Fuck me, I just wanted to be sure. You know as much as I like you Boscorelli, I really wouldn't want to walk in and see your ass, no offense man." Davenport said as he walked. "None taken." Bosco said laughing. "Cute you too." Reme replied giving them both the evil eye. "Can we do this?' She said walking towards the gym door.
As they began, Bosco did his thing asking Davenport to spot him. As he was done with his weights and about to jump on the treadmill, he saw them wrapping their hands and asked "Hey what are you guys doing?" "Oh this your about to see two black belts go at it" "What you mean you guys are going to spare?" "Yeah, something like that." Reme said arching her brow smirking at Davenport who looked at her smiling and finishing his wrap. Bosco decided to watch them for a while before getting on the treadmill. He was never into the whole martial arts thing, he had learned to box some in the Rangers and the Academy and also learned basic self-defense and fighting tactics but nothing prepared him for what he saw these two do, especially Dakota. She moved like she was floating. " Watch out Jackie Chan!", he thought. He watched some Bruce Lee films and thought to himself that is who she reminded him off, a combo of Bruce and Jackie. She was beyond good. There were no words he had to describe her. He sat there speechless for an hour and watched them. As they finished, Dakota kicked Davenports ass which he later found out is the norm. "Bro, she kicked your ass!", Bosco said to Davenport. "Yes, that she did", he said gasping for air. "Babe that was awesome!" "Yeah, well someone's gotta keep his ass in line and I'm just the chicka to do it!", Reme said, kicking Davenport in the ass while he bent over to get his towel. "Yeah, yeah, yeah, laugh it up. You just wait, one of these days D, your ass is mine. And I have Boscorelli here as my witness. I'm telling you." He said jokingly. "Yeah, it's good to be optimistic after taking an ass whooping like that, so you keep thinking that you could maybe kick my ass one day, keep the faith my brother!" She said punching her fist into her chest and mocking him. They all laughed and left the room.
Davenport left and Dakota and Bosco sat on the balcony drinking there water. "Man, it's a beautiful day!" Bosco said. "Yeah it is" Reme replied. "Hey, so you okay?" "Yeah, why" "I don't know. Last night, I mean you didn't get much sleep" "I'm fine. I told you I'm use to it" "I know but, look if I'm being a pain in the ass just tell me" "Okay you're being a pain in the ass," she said laughing. "No seriously, If this makes you uncomfortable, I'll back off, Dakota" "What are you taking about Maurice?" "I don't know honestly. All I know is that I don't want to fuck this up with you and I just want you to tell me if I'm stepping over any boundaries with you, cause I do that a lot!" "What?" "Fuck up!" "Oh", she said giggling. "Maurice", she said moving by him, "I promise you if you piss me off in any way, that ass whooping you saw Davenport take today will be a minor event to the catastrophic pain that I will bear down on you, how's that?" Smiling and putting his arms around her waist and looking up at her said with a smile, " Ya promise?" "You're a sick bastard do you know that Bosco" She said smiling, turning away, throwing her towel at him and walking inside. "Yup, but I'm still hot lookin' sick bastard with a great ass, right?' He said following her in.
Bosco left Reme's apartment at around noon. Reme's day started at the office at noon typically but today she didn't get in till about 1p.m. It really didn't matter because her job was actually 24 hours a day. Just because she went home doesn't mean that she was off. Any time day or night she could be called in to her office or forced to work from home or in the field. That's one of the things she actually liked about this job. It was constant. She always had to be doing something cause if she wasn't that meant she would have to think about what had happened to her because those thoughts and images were always there etched in her brain. So being constantly in motion was what was keeping her going. "Good afternoon Deputy Director, all of your messages are on your desk and Agent Philips is on his way to see you now. He should be here soon. Would you like some coffee, Deputy Director?" "Yes Gregory, thank you" "Your welcome. I'll bring it into your office." She headed into her office and began to read her messages. The M.E.'s office called. They had identified the two victims. She called the M.E.'s
office and asked them to send everything over ASAP. The Chief Medical Examiner said she would bring it over personally. She needed to talk to Reme personally about something which Reme knew couldn't be good. She returned her phone calls and Gregory alerted her that Agent Philips had arrived. "Send him in." She responded. "Hey Boss!" "Philips, what have you got for me?" "Oh, I got a lot for ya actually!" "Am I going to like it?" "Well that's a tough call but I'll guess yes!" "Good, then spill it!" "Well, I analyzed the material found on the wall and it turned out to be a combination of certain chemical compounds, proteins and enzymes" "Proteins and enzymes, what do you mean by enzymes, human..animal..what?" "Human, all of it was human" "So you mean?" "Yup this material on the wall was blood. But blood that has been broken down in such a way that it can't be seen by the naked eye. Similar to that of when a crime scene is wiped down, if you spray it with Luminol it will show up. So this along the same basis" "But, there is a but, why is there always a but!" "But this blood is not the vics, now hold on to your gun holster. It's a combination of all the vics blood previous to those you found 2 days ago." Reme sat back and absorbed everything Philips was saying. "Jesus Peter, are you trying to tell me that this sick fuck kept his victims blood and used it to write this cryptic note?" "No, not exactly. Yes he did keep some blood but I think it was kept as a remembrance of his success. And to build his ego even more wrote this note to you in order to somehow say to you that he's still winning by reminding you of his previous victories and writing it with the blood" "Oh Christ!" Reme declared. "So that means that this guy has a medical background of some sort. Right! To be able to break down the blood to do this he would have to have knowledge of this!!" "Yup, I wouldn't definitely have to agree!" "Okay, so our perp has a medical background. Well we were on the right track that this SOB was educated. Okay what else have you got." Just then Gregory came on the intercom and said, "Deputy Director, Dr. Hemming is here. Shall I have her wait?" "No Gregory send her in" "Yes Deputy Director" "Who's that?" "The Chief M.E. who did the autopsies. She wanted to bring down the findings here herself because she had something to tell me" "Uoooo, that's not good!!" "Tell me about it." "Good afternoon Deputy Director Reme, thanks for agreeing to see me" "Good to meet you Dr. Hemming this is Agent Philips, my head forensics officer." "Nice to meet you" "Same here" "Please Dr. have a seat. So what have you got for me that made you come all the way here?" "Well I have ID'd the bodies. William Traigger and Pamela Lassiter. He was 32 years of age and she was 29" "Okay great. I'll start an inquiry on both of them thank you Dr" "That's not all. On a final analysis of the female, I found a minuscule trace of fibers which I came across accidentally. I had them sent to my lab with a rush on the results and well the fibers are cotton fibers with a blue dye known as CDB 15" "CDB 15, really?" Philips said alarmed. "CDB 15, okay you both need to tell me what the significance of this dye is." Reme said. "This dye is found primarily in uniforms, specifically police uniforms" DR. Hemming said "Oh shit, this guy might be a cop!" Reme said frustrated.
At around 4 a.m., Dakota shot up in a cold sweat. "Shit ", she said to herself silently not wanting to wake up Bosco who lay beside her. "God, just one night, that's all I ask for, one night of sleeping without these damn nightmares." She knew she wouldn't be able to fall asleep right away, so she silently got out of bed and left her room with Wolf at her side since he knew his owners nightly patterns. She made herself some tea and went out on the balcony and starred at the stars.
She sat there and thought about it all as she always does. "That night, two months before 9/11, the orders were to assassinate a leader of an Afghan militia group that followed Osma Bin Laden and had ties to Saddam. The source we were told was reliable. Mitch trusted this source but that would turn out to be the biggest mistake of his career. We had arrived at the pre-determined spot and realized it was a set up. The man that gave the info was forced too lead us into a trap or they would kill his family. What good that did him! They killed his family and him anyway for their treachery. I recognized that it was a trap and allowed myself to be caught so that Mitch could escape. I knew what I was getting myself into. I did it for him. I couldn't have bared the thought of him being in their prisons. No, I decided that I would be the one to suffer. And suffer I did. I was there for 4 months. 4 months of torture and...that bastard raped me. The target we intended to kill made me his own personal whore. No one was allowed to touch me except for him. Laughing and saying how American women were whores and I just proved it more cause I enjoyed it. I never cried, not once or begged him to stop. I would not let them have the satisfaction of knowing that they broke me. Fuck them!!!! I literally retreated into my mind. My country left me there for 4 months to endure that.those savages did things to me that I wished no one would have to go through. But I did. I survived!!!!"
She thought to herself. They finally came for her and Mitch lead the way but the damage already been done. She knew if it were reversed, she would have never taken that long for him. She would have pulled in every favor and beat all the heads she needed to get him out of there. But he didn't and that's when she knew it was over for them. She could never forgive him, them for that matter, for leaving her there. The country that she sacrificed her life for had turned their back on her. Mitch knew that she wasn't the same and he knew that she would be angry at him for not coming sooner. He knew it. He knew that if it was him in there she would have demolished the place to get him out. But there was nothing he could do, he told her. He had no choice. He had a choice but he choose not to take a risk and say fuck you to them and get her. She had never been the same since they recovered her from that hell whole. Only one man knows everything that happened to her there and that man was Kevin. They had been friends since the Marines. He never really cared for Mitch but accepted him cause he knew that she cared for him. But he always stayed her truest and dearest friend through it all. She knew she never would have survived emotionally and mentally after it all happened without him by her side. He was her rock through it all. She never needed anybody but then. She never admitted it but he knew and stood by her side the whole time never once complaining.
Bosco woke up when he heard a noise. He looked over and didn't find Dakota there. "Dakota.." He said lifting his head up looking around. Rubbing his face with both hands and rubbing his head, he tried to wake himself up. He got up and used the bathroom before looking for her. She thought she heard the toilet flush but couldn't be sure because of the outside noise. She figured it was probably Bosco and he had gotten up to use it probably noticing by now she was no longer in bed and now knew the questions would begin. "Crap", she thought to herself. He came down stairs and found her on the balcony. "Hey what are doing our here?" "Sorry did I wake you?" "No, I got up and you weren't in bed, so I realized I had to take a leak, so I did and came looking for you. What's up? Why are you out here drinking what is that? "Tea" "Tea at 4:20 in the morning?" "This is typical for me. I rarely get a full night sleep" "Oh, this is typical huh and why is that? What do you have insomnia or somethin'?" "Or something!" "Your not going to tell me are you, the real reason why your out here?" "What makes you think there is a reason?" "I'm not a idiot Dakota, I can see that somethin's botherin' you but I respect that you won't tell me. I'll wait. I'm not going anywhere." As he said this Bosco went over to her an embraced her and said the last part lovingly into her ear and kissed her neck. "Thanks." Reme replied softly. "Let's go up. I think I can sleep now." Reme said. "You sure", Bosco asked," Yeah I am. Let's go." She led the way back to wards her bedroom and they both fell asleep in each other arms.
Dakota woke up around 8a.m. She decided to let Bosco sleep. She went for her morning run with Wolf and returned at about 9:30 a.m. She went upstairs to change into her workout gear and found Bosco waking up. "Hey good morning sleepy," Dakota said to Bosco. "Morning, beautiful, may I ask why are you all sweaty. Do I get you that excited?" He said with a laugh. "Cute, no I just came back from my morning run and I 'm about to go workout in my gym. Would you like to join me?" "Actually I would love to join you. Let me get my stuff out of my bag" "Listen, Kevin comes over every morning just about to train with me. Hope you don't mind!" "Nah, Davenport's a good guy. Cares a lot about you. I like him!" "Yeah, he does. He's the best." Reme smiled. Just then they heard someone call out. "Yo D!!" "We're up here!" "Are you descent?""Fuck you!!!!! And yes we are!" "Fuck me, I just wanted to be sure. You know as much as I like you Boscorelli, I really wouldn't want to walk in and see your ass, no offense man." Davenport said as he walked. "None taken." Bosco said laughing. "Cute you too." Reme replied giving them both the evil eye. "Can we do this?' She said walking towards the gym door.
As they began, Bosco did his thing asking Davenport to spot him. As he was done with his weights and about to jump on the treadmill, he saw them wrapping their hands and asked "Hey what are you guys doing?" "Oh this your about to see two black belts go at it" "What you mean you guys are going to spare?" "Yeah, something like that." Reme said arching her brow smirking at Davenport who looked at her smiling and finishing his wrap. Bosco decided to watch them for a while before getting on the treadmill. He was never into the whole martial arts thing, he had learned to box some in the Rangers and the Academy and also learned basic self-defense and fighting tactics but nothing prepared him for what he saw these two do, especially Dakota. She moved like she was floating. " Watch out Jackie Chan!", he thought. He watched some Bruce Lee films and thought to himself that is who she reminded him off, a combo of Bruce and Jackie. She was beyond good. There were no words he had to describe her. He sat there speechless for an hour and watched them. As they finished, Dakota kicked Davenports ass which he later found out is the norm. "Bro, she kicked your ass!", Bosco said to Davenport. "Yes, that she did", he said gasping for air. "Babe that was awesome!" "Yeah, well someone's gotta keep his ass in line and I'm just the chicka to do it!", Reme said, kicking Davenport in the ass while he bent over to get his towel. "Yeah, yeah, yeah, laugh it up. You just wait, one of these days D, your ass is mine. And I have Boscorelli here as my witness. I'm telling you." He said jokingly. "Yeah, it's good to be optimistic after taking an ass whooping like that, so you keep thinking that you could maybe kick my ass one day, keep the faith my brother!" She said punching her fist into her chest and mocking him. They all laughed and left the room.
Davenport left and Dakota and Bosco sat on the balcony drinking there water. "Man, it's a beautiful day!" Bosco said. "Yeah it is" Reme replied. "Hey, so you okay?" "Yeah, why" "I don't know. Last night, I mean you didn't get much sleep" "I'm fine. I told you I'm use to it" "I know but, look if I'm being a pain in the ass just tell me" "Okay you're being a pain in the ass," she said laughing. "No seriously, If this makes you uncomfortable, I'll back off, Dakota" "What are you taking about Maurice?" "I don't know honestly. All I know is that I don't want to fuck this up with you and I just want you to tell me if I'm stepping over any boundaries with you, cause I do that a lot!" "What?" "Fuck up!" "Oh", she said giggling. "Maurice", she said moving by him, "I promise you if you piss me off in any way, that ass whooping you saw Davenport take today will be a minor event to the catastrophic pain that I will bear down on you, how's that?" Smiling and putting his arms around her waist and looking up at her said with a smile, " Ya promise?" "You're a sick bastard do you know that Bosco" She said smiling, turning away, throwing her towel at him and walking inside. "Yup, but I'm still hot lookin' sick bastard with a great ass, right?' He said following her in.
Bosco left Reme's apartment at around noon. Reme's day started at the office at noon typically but today she didn't get in till about 1p.m. It really didn't matter because her job was actually 24 hours a day. Just because she went home doesn't mean that she was off. Any time day or night she could be called in to her office or forced to work from home or in the field. That's one of the things she actually liked about this job. It was constant. She always had to be doing something cause if she wasn't that meant she would have to think about what had happened to her because those thoughts and images were always there etched in her brain. So being constantly in motion was what was keeping her going. "Good afternoon Deputy Director, all of your messages are on your desk and Agent Philips is on his way to see you now. He should be here soon. Would you like some coffee, Deputy Director?" "Yes Gregory, thank you" "Your welcome. I'll bring it into your office." She headed into her office and began to read her messages. The M.E.'s office called. They had identified the two victims. She called the M.E.'s
office and asked them to send everything over ASAP. The Chief Medical Examiner said she would bring it over personally. She needed to talk to Reme personally about something which Reme knew couldn't be good. She returned her phone calls and Gregory alerted her that Agent Philips had arrived. "Send him in." She responded. "Hey Boss!" "Philips, what have you got for me?" "Oh, I got a lot for ya actually!" "Am I going to like it?" "Well that's a tough call but I'll guess yes!" "Good, then spill it!" "Well, I analyzed the material found on the wall and it turned out to be a combination of certain chemical compounds, proteins and enzymes" "Proteins and enzymes, what do you mean by enzymes, human..animal..what?" "Human, all of it was human" "So you mean?" "Yup this material on the wall was blood. But blood that has been broken down in such a way that it can't be seen by the naked eye. Similar to that of when a crime scene is wiped down, if you spray it with Luminol it will show up. So this along the same basis" "But, there is a but, why is there always a but!" "But this blood is not the vics, now hold on to your gun holster. It's a combination of all the vics blood previous to those you found 2 days ago." Reme sat back and absorbed everything Philips was saying. "Jesus Peter, are you trying to tell me that this sick fuck kept his victims blood and used it to write this cryptic note?" "No, not exactly. Yes he did keep some blood but I think it was kept as a remembrance of his success. And to build his ego even more wrote this note to you in order to somehow say to you that he's still winning by reminding you of his previous victories and writing it with the blood" "Oh Christ!" Reme declared. "So that means that this guy has a medical background of some sort. Right! To be able to break down the blood to do this he would have to have knowledge of this!!" "Yup, I wouldn't definitely have to agree!" "Okay, so our perp has a medical background. Well we were on the right track that this SOB was educated. Okay what else have you got." Just then Gregory came on the intercom and said, "Deputy Director, Dr. Hemming is here. Shall I have her wait?" "No Gregory send her in" "Yes Deputy Director" "Who's that?" "The Chief M.E. who did the autopsies. She wanted to bring down the findings here herself because she had something to tell me" "Uoooo, that's not good!!" "Tell me about it." "Good afternoon Deputy Director Reme, thanks for agreeing to see me" "Good to meet you Dr. Hemming this is Agent Philips, my head forensics officer." "Nice to meet you" "Same here" "Please Dr. have a seat. So what have you got for me that made you come all the way here?" "Well I have ID'd the bodies. William Traigger and Pamela Lassiter. He was 32 years of age and she was 29" "Okay great. I'll start an inquiry on both of them thank you Dr" "That's not all. On a final analysis of the female, I found a minuscule trace of fibers which I came across accidentally. I had them sent to my lab with a rush on the results and well the fibers are cotton fibers with a blue dye known as CDB 15" "CDB 15, really?" Philips said alarmed. "CDB 15, okay you both need to tell me what the significance of this dye is." Reme said. "This dye is found primarily in uniforms, specifically police uniforms" DR. Hemming said "Oh shit, this guy might be a cop!" Reme said frustrated.