Revenge
Chapter 9
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Paul Richards watched from a distance as the two officers left the station after their shift. He watched as they stopped just outside the door and spoke for a few minutes. The female started to walk away and then stopped as Boscorelli called after her. After a moment, the woman seemed to shrug her shoulders and turn and head back to Bosco. As they walked toward Bosco's car and she opened the door, Paul could see by the light in the car that it was his partner, Faith Yokas. They both got in Bosco's car and drove off, Paul following at a safe distance.
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He followed them for a short distance and pulled to the curb down the block from where Bosco parked his car. He watched them enter Haggerty's and then pondered what he should do.
"Boscorelli didn't seem to recognize me at that store the other day," he thought to himself. "Maybe he wouldn't notice me in the crowd of a bar either."
He thought for another moment and then decided he could chance it. He got out of his car, leaving it unlocked in the event that he had to make a quick getaway. He walked toward the bar and took a look around to see if anyone had noticed him. There didn't seem to be anyone hanging around outside. He stood at the corner of the window and looked into the bar, finding Faith and Bosco at a small table near the window.
As he walked past the window where they sat, he turned his head to look across the street so that they couldn't see his face. Because he was looking away, he didn't notice Bosco and Faith glance up casually as a habit of their profession as the man walked by. Paul Richards entered the bar and went to the opposite side of the room so he could watch them from a distance.
Bosco and Faith sat across from each other and were talking about the shift, joking about one of the drunks that they'd had to transport to Mercy. He was out walking his dog while he was drunk and the dog, whether sensing his master's drunken state or not, managed to walk on one side of a telephone pole while his owner walked on the other.
"I can just see that idiot as the leash wrapped around that pole and the guy fell over. The dog seemed more embarrassed than the guy did!" Bosco laughed causing Faith to laugh also. It was good to see him smile tonight.
"Yeah, well I'll bet he'll realize what happened in the morning. He already had a good shiner forming over his eye from where he fell against the mailbox. Can you believe that dog just sat there next to the guy waiting for someone to come along and help him?" Faith laughed again.
"You can always count on pets to stay loyal," Bosco said, his laughter trailing off.
Faith glanced at her watch and realized how late it was. "I gotta get home, Bos. Fred's probably waiting up and I want to find out how Emily and Charlie did on their tests today."
They both stood up and Bosco threw some money on the table to settle the bill. "Yeah, me too," Bosco said. "C'mon, I'll give you a ride. I'm goin' by that way anyway," he offered.
Richards watched the two pay and walk out. He threw some money down on the bar to pay for the drink that he'd hardly touched and walked quietly to his car on the opposite side of the street, unnoticed by Faith and Bosco this time.
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Bosco pulled up outside of Faith's building and watched her walk up the steps and into the building. Paul Richards watched from a distance as well, noting the address of the building for future use if need be.
He watched Bosco pull away and followed for a short distance until he figured out that he was just heading home. He already knew where Bosco lived, having followed him around for some time. He pulled over and pulled out his cell phone, dialing Bosco's number to leave a message on his machine. After leaving the message, he pulled back into the driving lane and headed home himself.
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Bosco parked his car and walked up the sidewalk to his building. He looked around quickly and used his key to get into the building. He walked to the stairs as one of his neighbors came down.
"Hi, Maurice. Everything safe out there?" asked the middle-aged woman who was on her way to do laundry now that her kids were sound asleep and not likely to get into any trouble without her right there.
"All's quiet, Mrs. Adams," Bosco replied, opening the door to the laundry room for her. She stepped aside while he turned on the light switch and looked around the laundry room to make sure no one had gotten in and waited for the first unsuspecting female to come in to attack.
"Go to it," he said, stepping aside so she could enter the room.
"Thanks, Maurice. Sleep well," Mrs. Adams said as she started putting the clothes into the washer.
"Thanks. Say hi to Max for me," Bosco told her, referring to her six year old son that always wanted to hear some of Bosco's police stories whenever he ran into him in the hallway.
Bosco continued up the stairs and, using his key, let himself into his apartment. He dropped his keys on the table by the door, hung his coat on the hook and walked over to the table to go through the mail that he'd thrown there earlier in the day. He looked over at the phone and saw that he had some messages. He pushed the button to play the messages while he sorted out the junk from the bills.
"This message is for Mr. Boscorelli. This is Sandy at Dr. Dorey's office, reminding you of your dental check up tomorrow at 11:30 a.m. If you are unable to keep the appointment, please call to reschedule. Thanks."
Bosco grimaced at the reminder. He hated going to the dentist and briefly thought of calling up to leave a message to cancel the appointment, but decided he might as well get it over with and made a mental note of the appointment.
"Hi Mo. It's Mikey. Just wanted to remind you of Ma's birthday next week. I thought maybe we'd take her out for dinner. Give me a call and let me know. See ya."
"Hello, Maurice. So, you made it through another shift safely. I wonder how long that will last. You never know when some terrible accident might occur and rip your world apart. Would you like to know how that feels? Because, I could give you a blow-by-blow description of what it feels like to have your whole world torn apart. But, then again, you'll know soon enough. Sleep well."
Bosco froze at the sound of the voice on the machine even before he'd heard the whole message. He didn't recognize the voice, but he knew that it certainly sounded menacing. He listened to the message and dropped the remaining envelopes onto the table. He turned off the machine and pulled the tape from it to avoid it getting erased. He picked up his phone and went through the caller id record on his phone. He recognized all of the numbers but one, which showed as 'Unknown Caller.'
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TBC...
Chapter 9
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Paul Richards watched from a distance as the two officers left the station after their shift. He watched as they stopped just outside the door and spoke for a few minutes. The female started to walk away and then stopped as Boscorelli called after her. After a moment, the woman seemed to shrug her shoulders and turn and head back to Bosco. As they walked toward Bosco's car and she opened the door, Paul could see by the light in the car that it was his partner, Faith Yokas. They both got in Bosco's car and drove off, Paul following at a safe distance.
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He followed them for a short distance and pulled to the curb down the block from where Bosco parked his car. He watched them enter Haggerty's and then pondered what he should do.
"Boscorelli didn't seem to recognize me at that store the other day," he thought to himself. "Maybe he wouldn't notice me in the crowd of a bar either."
He thought for another moment and then decided he could chance it. He got out of his car, leaving it unlocked in the event that he had to make a quick getaway. He walked toward the bar and took a look around to see if anyone had noticed him. There didn't seem to be anyone hanging around outside. He stood at the corner of the window and looked into the bar, finding Faith and Bosco at a small table near the window.
As he walked past the window where they sat, he turned his head to look across the street so that they couldn't see his face. Because he was looking away, he didn't notice Bosco and Faith glance up casually as a habit of their profession as the man walked by. Paul Richards entered the bar and went to the opposite side of the room so he could watch them from a distance.
Bosco and Faith sat across from each other and were talking about the shift, joking about one of the drunks that they'd had to transport to Mercy. He was out walking his dog while he was drunk and the dog, whether sensing his master's drunken state or not, managed to walk on one side of a telephone pole while his owner walked on the other.
"I can just see that idiot as the leash wrapped around that pole and the guy fell over. The dog seemed more embarrassed than the guy did!" Bosco laughed causing Faith to laugh also. It was good to see him smile tonight.
"Yeah, well I'll bet he'll realize what happened in the morning. He already had a good shiner forming over his eye from where he fell against the mailbox. Can you believe that dog just sat there next to the guy waiting for someone to come along and help him?" Faith laughed again.
"You can always count on pets to stay loyal," Bosco said, his laughter trailing off.
Faith glanced at her watch and realized how late it was. "I gotta get home, Bos. Fred's probably waiting up and I want to find out how Emily and Charlie did on their tests today."
They both stood up and Bosco threw some money on the table to settle the bill. "Yeah, me too," Bosco said. "C'mon, I'll give you a ride. I'm goin' by that way anyway," he offered.
Richards watched the two pay and walk out. He threw some money down on the bar to pay for the drink that he'd hardly touched and walked quietly to his car on the opposite side of the street, unnoticed by Faith and Bosco this time.
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Bosco pulled up outside of Faith's building and watched her walk up the steps and into the building. Paul Richards watched from a distance as well, noting the address of the building for future use if need be.
He watched Bosco pull away and followed for a short distance until he figured out that he was just heading home. He already knew where Bosco lived, having followed him around for some time. He pulled over and pulled out his cell phone, dialing Bosco's number to leave a message on his machine. After leaving the message, he pulled back into the driving lane and headed home himself.
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Bosco parked his car and walked up the sidewalk to his building. He looked around quickly and used his key to get into the building. He walked to the stairs as one of his neighbors came down.
"Hi, Maurice. Everything safe out there?" asked the middle-aged woman who was on her way to do laundry now that her kids were sound asleep and not likely to get into any trouble without her right there.
"All's quiet, Mrs. Adams," Bosco replied, opening the door to the laundry room for her. She stepped aside while he turned on the light switch and looked around the laundry room to make sure no one had gotten in and waited for the first unsuspecting female to come in to attack.
"Go to it," he said, stepping aside so she could enter the room.
"Thanks, Maurice. Sleep well," Mrs. Adams said as she started putting the clothes into the washer.
"Thanks. Say hi to Max for me," Bosco told her, referring to her six year old son that always wanted to hear some of Bosco's police stories whenever he ran into him in the hallway.
Bosco continued up the stairs and, using his key, let himself into his apartment. He dropped his keys on the table by the door, hung his coat on the hook and walked over to the table to go through the mail that he'd thrown there earlier in the day. He looked over at the phone and saw that he had some messages. He pushed the button to play the messages while he sorted out the junk from the bills.
"This message is for Mr. Boscorelli. This is Sandy at Dr. Dorey's office, reminding you of your dental check up tomorrow at 11:30 a.m. If you are unable to keep the appointment, please call to reschedule. Thanks."
Bosco grimaced at the reminder. He hated going to the dentist and briefly thought of calling up to leave a message to cancel the appointment, but decided he might as well get it over with and made a mental note of the appointment.
"Hi Mo. It's Mikey. Just wanted to remind you of Ma's birthday next week. I thought maybe we'd take her out for dinner. Give me a call and let me know. See ya."
"Hello, Maurice. So, you made it through another shift safely. I wonder how long that will last. You never know when some terrible accident might occur and rip your world apart. Would you like to know how that feels? Because, I could give you a blow-by-blow description of what it feels like to have your whole world torn apart. But, then again, you'll know soon enough. Sleep well."
Bosco froze at the sound of the voice on the machine even before he'd heard the whole message. He didn't recognize the voice, but he knew that it certainly sounded menacing. He listened to the message and dropped the remaining envelopes onto the table. He turned off the machine and pulled the tape from it to avoid it getting erased. He picked up his phone and went through the caller id record on his phone. He recognized all of the numbers but one, which showed as 'Unknown Caller.'
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TBC...