Revenge
Chapter 8
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"Hi, Ma'am. I'm Officer Boscorelli and this is Officer Yokas. We were just wondering if Office Davis was up for some company, Ma'am?" Bosco asked when Maggie Davis answered the front door.
Maggie held open the door and as Faith and Bosco walked in said, "Ma'am was my mother. You can call me Maggie."
"Thank you, Ma'--- I mean Maggie," Bosco said, removing his hat and holding it under his arm while he held out a hand to shake Maggie's. "I'm Bosco." Maggie shook his hand and then took Faith's.
"Faith," she offered. "Pleased to meet you. So, is Ty up for some company? 'Cause we could come back at another time."
"No, no. He's bored to tears. Go right on out to the living room," Maggie said, gesturing through the doorway. "I'll go get some drinks. Iced tea okay?"
"Yes. Great," Bosco said as they headed toward the room that Maggie had indicated. They walked through the doorway and saw Ty sitting on the couch, remote in hand, flicking through the channels with a frown on his face. He looked up as Faith and Bosco entered the room.
"Hey, guys! What's up?" he said, sitting up straighter on the couch and motioning for his two friends to take a seat. He clicked the remote to turn off the television and dropped it on the couch alongside him with a grimace. "I can't believe I can't find one ballgame this afternoon. I'm so sick of Oprah and Dr. Phil."
"I think the Yankees have a game tonight," Bosco offered and then the silence returned.
"So," Faith started. "How're you feeling, Ty?"
"Better. I think I can go back to work, but the doctors are being over-cautious," Ty said as his mother came into the room with iced tea and some cake.
"Better safe than sorry, Young Man," she admonished him as she put down the tray on the coffee table and handed it out.
"Thanks, Ma'am," Bosco said and received a look from Maggie. "Sorry," he said and they all laughed.
"I'll leave you all to talk. It was good to meet you," she said before turning to leave.
"She's a nice lady," Faith said and Ty nodded.
"Yeah. She's pretty cool. She kind of freaked yesterday though," he said.
"With good reason. I don't know what I'd do if Charlie or Emily had that happen," Faith said.
"About what happened," Bosco started awkwardly, feeling guilty that Ty had gotten hurt by a bomb that was meant for him.
Ty waved him off. "Bosco, no problem. It was just a freak thing that we were closer than you, Man. I'm okay and that's all we need to say about it."
"Thanks, Man," Bosco said, relaxing a little.
"So, do they have any leads on this whacko?" Ty asked.
"Only that his name is Paul. I don't remember any Paul though. No one that I've arrested lately. We've checked my arrest records and, believe it or not, I don't think I've ever arrested anyone named Paul, other than that Paulie that shot Bobby Caffey. And, he's still in Rykers," Bosco explained.
"That's weird, alright," Ty said to him as they ate their cake.
"Dispatch to 55-David," cracked Bosco's radio, making everyone jump slightly. It was almost as if they weren't working and were just there visiting. The radio brought them back to reality.
"David," Bosco answered into his radio.
"55-David, take an unknown problem at 3734 Aruthur. 55-Charlie's responding also. Lieutenant advises you to await their arrival," came the voice.
Bosco rolled his eyes, somewhat aggravated by the fact that they had to be babysat until this jag-off was caught. But then he remembered that at least Faith would be safe - even if she wouldn't let him ride solo for a while. "10-4. 55-David's in route," Bosco answered as he and Faith stood up.
Maggie must have heard the radio because she came into the room as Ty started to stand up. She was immediately by his side in case he was unsteady, but he seemed fine.
"Maggie, thank you for the cake. It was good," Faith said.
"You're welcome. Thanks for stopping by. And, you be careful out there, you hear me?" she said, obviously knowing what was going on.
"Yes, Ma'am," Bosco answered before realizing that the word 'ma'am' was out of his mouth.
Bosco reached out to shake Ty's hand. "Let me know if you need anything and I'm sorry, Ty."
Ty shook his hand and made eye contact with him. "It's cool, Bos. Just be careful. Let me know if there's anything I can do to help you find this guy."
The two officers left to answer the call, leaving Ty and Maggie watching out the window.
"They seemed nice," Maggie said finally.
"They are. They're good cops. I'd trust them with my life," Ty said, going back to the couch to turn on the television again.
"That's good to know," Maggie said, gathering up the dishes and bringing them into the kitchen. "I'll be right back with your medicine."
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Bosco and Faith pulled up to find Sully and Gusler already on the scene and talking with the complainant. "Oh great. I'm entrusting my life to Gusler," Bosco complained.
"Bos. Be nice," Faith said as they got out of the car, looking around as they walked toward Sully to find out what was going on.
"I'll try," Bosco said with exasperation. Suddenly, there was a loud bang from somewhere down the alley and all four officers crouched down and put their hands on their weapons in case they were needed in a hurry.
They followed the sound until their eyes landed on a man in the alley that had just gotten done throwing his garbage into the dumpster. Faith and Bosco looked at each other.
"This is almost as bad as when that jag-off on the bike was shooting at cops," Bosco said, straightening up and walking toward Sully and Gusler.
"I think it's worse. This time we know for sure that they're out to get US," Faith half-mumbled as she followed her partner. But, Bosco had heard the whole thing.
"Whatta we got?" Bosco asked as he approached the other two officers.
"Gusler, fill 'em in while I finish getting this guys information," Sully said, turning his attention back to the report. Gusler turned to the senior officers.
"Sir, Ma'am. This guy is filing a complaint against his neighbor for throwing his dog's.... uh, ... excrement into his yard every day. You see, the guy asked his neighbor last week to please clean up after the dog because he was having some people over and they'd be in the yard. I guess, uh... I guess the guy didn't want to clean up after his dog and didn't like being told that he had to so he now he keeps throwing it into his neighbor's yard out of spite," Gusler explained.
"Ain't suburbia grand," Bosco said sarcastically.
"Sul, okay if we put ourselves 10-98, or do you want us to finish up?" Faith asked him.
"Nah. I'm done. I'm just gonna talk the neighbor quick and see if I can get this straightened out," Sully said, closing his notebook and walking toward the neighbors house.
"55-David is 10-98," Bosco said into the radio.
"Bos, let's just hang here in case there's a problem," Faith said.
Bosco shrugged. "Yeah, okay. Nothin' else goin' on anyway. I can watch Sully teaching Gusler about 'solving problems.'"
Faith just rolled her eyes as they both leaned against their RMP, waiting for Sully and Gusler to clear from the call.
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TBC...
Chapter 8
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"Hi, Ma'am. I'm Officer Boscorelli and this is Officer Yokas. We were just wondering if Office Davis was up for some company, Ma'am?" Bosco asked when Maggie Davis answered the front door.
Maggie held open the door and as Faith and Bosco walked in said, "Ma'am was my mother. You can call me Maggie."
"Thank you, Ma'--- I mean Maggie," Bosco said, removing his hat and holding it under his arm while he held out a hand to shake Maggie's. "I'm Bosco." Maggie shook his hand and then took Faith's.
"Faith," she offered. "Pleased to meet you. So, is Ty up for some company? 'Cause we could come back at another time."
"No, no. He's bored to tears. Go right on out to the living room," Maggie said, gesturing through the doorway. "I'll go get some drinks. Iced tea okay?"
"Yes. Great," Bosco said as they headed toward the room that Maggie had indicated. They walked through the doorway and saw Ty sitting on the couch, remote in hand, flicking through the channels with a frown on his face. He looked up as Faith and Bosco entered the room.
"Hey, guys! What's up?" he said, sitting up straighter on the couch and motioning for his two friends to take a seat. He clicked the remote to turn off the television and dropped it on the couch alongside him with a grimace. "I can't believe I can't find one ballgame this afternoon. I'm so sick of Oprah and Dr. Phil."
"I think the Yankees have a game tonight," Bosco offered and then the silence returned.
"So," Faith started. "How're you feeling, Ty?"
"Better. I think I can go back to work, but the doctors are being over-cautious," Ty said as his mother came into the room with iced tea and some cake.
"Better safe than sorry, Young Man," she admonished him as she put down the tray on the coffee table and handed it out.
"Thanks, Ma'am," Bosco said and received a look from Maggie. "Sorry," he said and they all laughed.
"I'll leave you all to talk. It was good to meet you," she said before turning to leave.
"She's a nice lady," Faith said and Ty nodded.
"Yeah. She's pretty cool. She kind of freaked yesterday though," he said.
"With good reason. I don't know what I'd do if Charlie or Emily had that happen," Faith said.
"About what happened," Bosco started awkwardly, feeling guilty that Ty had gotten hurt by a bomb that was meant for him.
Ty waved him off. "Bosco, no problem. It was just a freak thing that we were closer than you, Man. I'm okay and that's all we need to say about it."
"Thanks, Man," Bosco said, relaxing a little.
"So, do they have any leads on this whacko?" Ty asked.
"Only that his name is Paul. I don't remember any Paul though. No one that I've arrested lately. We've checked my arrest records and, believe it or not, I don't think I've ever arrested anyone named Paul, other than that Paulie that shot Bobby Caffey. And, he's still in Rykers," Bosco explained.
"That's weird, alright," Ty said to him as they ate their cake.
"Dispatch to 55-David," cracked Bosco's radio, making everyone jump slightly. It was almost as if they weren't working and were just there visiting. The radio brought them back to reality.
"David," Bosco answered into his radio.
"55-David, take an unknown problem at 3734 Aruthur. 55-Charlie's responding also. Lieutenant advises you to await their arrival," came the voice.
Bosco rolled his eyes, somewhat aggravated by the fact that they had to be babysat until this jag-off was caught. But then he remembered that at least Faith would be safe - even if she wouldn't let him ride solo for a while. "10-4. 55-David's in route," Bosco answered as he and Faith stood up.
Maggie must have heard the radio because she came into the room as Ty started to stand up. She was immediately by his side in case he was unsteady, but he seemed fine.
"Maggie, thank you for the cake. It was good," Faith said.
"You're welcome. Thanks for stopping by. And, you be careful out there, you hear me?" she said, obviously knowing what was going on.
"Yes, Ma'am," Bosco answered before realizing that the word 'ma'am' was out of his mouth.
Bosco reached out to shake Ty's hand. "Let me know if you need anything and I'm sorry, Ty."
Ty shook his hand and made eye contact with him. "It's cool, Bos. Just be careful. Let me know if there's anything I can do to help you find this guy."
The two officers left to answer the call, leaving Ty and Maggie watching out the window.
"They seemed nice," Maggie said finally.
"They are. They're good cops. I'd trust them with my life," Ty said, going back to the couch to turn on the television again.
"That's good to know," Maggie said, gathering up the dishes and bringing them into the kitchen. "I'll be right back with your medicine."
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Bosco and Faith pulled up to find Sully and Gusler already on the scene and talking with the complainant. "Oh great. I'm entrusting my life to Gusler," Bosco complained.
"Bos. Be nice," Faith said as they got out of the car, looking around as they walked toward Sully to find out what was going on.
"I'll try," Bosco said with exasperation. Suddenly, there was a loud bang from somewhere down the alley and all four officers crouched down and put their hands on their weapons in case they were needed in a hurry.
They followed the sound until their eyes landed on a man in the alley that had just gotten done throwing his garbage into the dumpster. Faith and Bosco looked at each other.
"This is almost as bad as when that jag-off on the bike was shooting at cops," Bosco said, straightening up and walking toward Sully and Gusler.
"I think it's worse. This time we know for sure that they're out to get US," Faith half-mumbled as she followed her partner. But, Bosco had heard the whole thing.
"Whatta we got?" Bosco asked as he approached the other two officers.
"Gusler, fill 'em in while I finish getting this guys information," Sully said, turning his attention back to the report. Gusler turned to the senior officers.
"Sir, Ma'am. This guy is filing a complaint against his neighbor for throwing his dog's.... uh, ... excrement into his yard every day. You see, the guy asked his neighbor last week to please clean up after the dog because he was having some people over and they'd be in the yard. I guess, uh... I guess the guy didn't want to clean up after his dog and didn't like being told that he had to so he now he keeps throwing it into his neighbor's yard out of spite," Gusler explained.
"Ain't suburbia grand," Bosco said sarcastically.
"Sul, okay if we put ourselves 10-98, or do you want us to finish up?" Faith asked him.
"Nah. I'm done. I'm just gonna talk the neighbor quick and see if I can get this straightened out," Sully said, closing his notebook and walking toward the neighbors house.
"55-David is 10-98," Bosco said into the radio.
"Bos, let's just hang here in case there's a problem," Faith said.
Bosco shrugged. "Yeah, okay. Nothin' else goin' on anyway. I can watch Sully teaching Gusler about 'solving problems.'"
Faith just rolled her eyes as they both leaned against their RMP, waiting for Sully and Gusler to clear from the call.
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TBC...