Revenge
Chapter 16
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"Faith, dear. The phone is for you. A Lieutenant somebody," said her mother-in-law as she brought the phone to her.
It was a sunny afternoon and she had been in the yard hanging out with the kids and Fred. It had been a long time since she'd been able to do this and everyone was getting along great. Fred had gone inside to watch the ballgame on television with his father a little while ago and that left Faith with Emily and Charlie.
Faith's brow furrowed slightly as she took the phone from her mother-in-law, kind of sad that everything must have been solved and she had to return to work. That must be what the Lieutenant was calling about.
"Hello. This is Faith Yokas," she answered into the phone.
"Yokas," Lieutenant Swersky said tensely into the phone. "Have you heard from Boscorelli?"
"What? No, Lieu. Not since a couple of days ago. He called to make sure everything was okay here. What's going on?" she asked, sitting up in the chair.
"We got a call from some friend of his last night saying that she couldn't reach him and that he was expecting her call. An off-duty, Christopher Scott, out of the 5-7, found his cell phone on the street outside of Haggerty's and his car isn't at his apartment. We had the landlord open his apartment and there's no sign of him. Anything strange happening there?" the Lieutenant asked.
Faith stood up and began to pace back and forth on the couch. Emily noticed her mother's change of attitude and watched her.
"God, Lieu. No. Everything here's been great. I'm coming back," Faith said with concern in her voice.
"No. Not yet. He hasn't even been gone for 24 hours yet. Knowing him, he's shacked up with some girl somewhere," the Lieutenant said, not really believing it himself.
"No. What was the name of the girl that called looking for him?" Faith asked.
"Umm," the Lieutenant said while he looked back through the papers.
"Was it Trisha?" Faith offered.
"Yeah," Swersky replied, finding it in the papers. "Trisha Miller."
"She's the real thing, Lieu. He's not shacked up somewhere if he's not with her. I'm coming back. I'll be there in an hour," Faith stated again, hanging up the phone.
"Mom?" Emily asked with a worried look on her face. "Is Bosco okay?"
Faith put a hand on her daughter's shoulder and looked at Charlie who'd heard the conversation as well. "I don't know, guys. I hope so. Nobody can find him right now. I have to go help look for him," she told them and the look on their faces told her they understood.
"You guys'll be fine here, with your Dad and your Grandma and Grandpa. I'll call you as soon as I can okay?" Faith told them.
"Okay. Be careful, Mom," Emily said after Faith had kissed and hugged both children. She turned and walked into the kitchen from the back porch as Fred was coming out of the living room, a somber look on his face.
"Faith. You better come see this," he told her and she followed him into the living room to the television.
The game had finished and they were watching the early news. Faith sat on the couch and listened as the news program came back from commercial.
"Again, with our lead-in story. As you know, we reported yesterday that our own Kelly Peters was supposed to be riding along with one of NYPD's police officers today. This officer has been having problems with someone from his past - someone that officials believe he may have arrested or had dealings with in the past through his job as a police officer. Apparently, this officer - Maurice Boscorelli - is now missing," the reporter said as they put Bosco's picture up on the screen. "We now go to Kelly Peters, who is at the 55th Precinct at King and Arthur."
"Thanks, Martin. According to sources inside the police department that do not wish to be named, Officer Boscorelli disappeared sometime last night after his shift and was reported missing by his girlfriend. While we don't have any particulars, we have found out that his cell phone was found lying in the street outside of a bar, Haggerty's, frequented by off-duty police officers. We've tried to get someone from the department to speak with us on camera, but they are refusing at this time until they know more. All they will say is that they are actively pursuing some leads and are confident that they'll be able to bring this to a safe conclusion.
"Now, we did speak with, as we said, some unnamed sources and they tell us that Officer Boscorelli's partner and her family have been out of town since two days ago when his partner's kids were apparently the victims of an attack by this man at a park near their home. The alleged perpetrator left the scene before police arrived and the officer and her family left for their safety. No one was injured during that incident. Another story says that Boscorelli's brother, Micheal Boscorelli - an ex-con and recovering drug addict - was attacked by someone that police believe is the same man, and hospitalized. He has since been released and is at home recovering.
"We will remain here at the 55th Precinct and let you know of any further developments. While it has not been the official 24-hours since Officer Boscorelli's disappearance, we have been asked by the police to relay that if anyone has any information on Officer Boscorelli's whereabouts, please contact the number we are displaying at the bottom of your screen. Martin," Kelly Peters finished, sending the cameras back to the newsroom.
"Thanks Kelly, and all of us here at Channel 2 are hoping for a good result from this. We'll keep that number running along the bottom of your screen throughout the broadcast. Again, anyone having any information on the whereabouts of Officer Maurice Boscorelli, or any information on this case, please contact our station or the number shown. You can remain anonymous." Bosco's picture was again put on the screen.
"Now, onto a quick check of the weather before we give you the rest of the top stories...," said the reporter as Fred turned off the television.
"Faith?" Fred said to her.
"I have to go back, Fred. That was the Lieutenant that called a minute ago to tell me about Bosco missing. I have to go back and help find him," she told him.
"What about this whacko out there, Faith? He came after the kids and Bosco's brother already. It's not safe," Fred said with concern.
Faith shook her head. "No. He's got Bosco. He's not coming after anyone else. I have to go back, Fred. I'm going back," she said, standing up and walking down the hall to gather her things with Fred following her.
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Bosco slowly felt his world coming back to him. He smelled bacon cooking. And toast. With the pain in his head and the ringing in his ears, the smell made him sick to his stomach. He felt that he was on a cool, hard surface - a floor maybe - and he slowly opened his eyes. The room started to spin and he closed them quickly, a moan escaping from his lips.
He heard footsteps approaching and mentally chastised himself for making any noise and giving away that he was now conscious - even though he wasn't exactly sure what had happened.
"So, you're finally coming to. I was worried that I'd killed you prematurely," came the mean voice above him.
Bosco made no move indicating that he was conscious, until he felt the shoe hit him in the ribs as he was kicked.
Bosco drew in a sharp breath and tried to tuck into a ball to protect his ribs from further abuse. It was then that he realized that his feet and arms were tied. He tried to open his eyes and get a look at his captor. It took a moment or two until his eyes were able to focus. The pounding in his head became worse as the light hit his eyes.
"Awww, you have a headache, Maurice?" the angry man asked. Bosco didn't answer, mainly because he thought if he opened his mouth, he'd throw up. Obviously, he had a concussion at least from whatever he was hit with.
He was caught off-guard when the man reached down and grabbed him with both hands. He pulled him to a sitting position and the sudden movement made the room spin. He thought he'd lose consciousness again, but fought it - instead throwing up on the floor alongside himself.
"Aagghh," the man said in disgust, releasing Bosco and stepping back. "Maybe you're hurt a little worse than I thought. Maybe I should give you some time to recover so that I can enjoy killing you later," he said, leaving to get something to clean up the mess that Bosco had made.
Bosco slumped to the side, against the wall, trying to catch his breath and make the room stop spinning.
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TBC...
Chapter 16
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"Faith, dear. The phone is for you. A Lieutenant somebody," said her mother-in-law as she brought the phone to her.
It was a sunny afternoon and she had been in the yard hanging out with the kids and Fred. It had been a long time since she'd been able to do this and everyone was getting along great. Fred had gone inside to watch the ballgame on television with his father a little while ago and that left Faith with Emily and Charlie.
Faith's brow furrowed slightly as she took the phone from her mother-in-law, kind of sad that everything must have been solved and she had to return to work. That must be what the Lieutenant was calling about.
"Hello. This is Faith Yokas," she answered into the phone.
"Yokas," Lieutenant Swersky said tensely into the phone. "Have you heard from Boscorelli?"
"What? No, Lieu. Not since a couple of days ago. He called to make sure everything was okay here. What's going on?" she asked, sitting up in the chair.
"We got a call from some friend of his last night saying that she couldn't reach him and that he was expecting her call. An off-duty, Christopher Scott, out of the 5-7, found his cell phone on the street outside of Haggerty's and his car isn't at his apartment. We had the landlord open his apartment and there's no sign of him. Anything strange happening there?" the Lieutenant asked.
Faith stood up and began to pace back and forth on the couch. Emily noticed her mother's change of attitude and watched her.
"God, Lieu. No. Everything here's been great. I'm coming back," Faith said with concern in her voice.
"No. Not yet. He hasn't even been gone for 24 hours yet. Knowing him, he's shacked up with some girl somewhere," the Lieutenant said, not really believing it himself.
"No. What was the name of the girl that called looking for him?" Faith asked.
"Umm," the Lieutenant said while he looked back through the papers.
"Was it Trisha?" Faith offered.
"Yeah," Swersky replied, finding it in the papers. "Trisha Miller."
"She's the real thing, Lieu. He's not shacked up somewhere if he's not with her. I'm coming back. I'll be there in an hour," Faith stated again, hanging up the phone.
"Mom?" Emily asked with a worried look on her face. "Is Bosco okay?"
Faith put a hand on her daughter's shoulder and looked at Charlie who'd heard the conversation as well. "I don't know, guys. I hope so. Nobody can find him right now. I have to go help look for him," she told them and the look on their faces told her they understood.
"You guys'll be fine here, with your Dad and your Grandma and Grandpa. I'll call you as soon as I can okay?" Faith told them.
"Okay. Be careful, Mom," Emily said after Faith had kissed and hugged both children. She turned and walked into the kitchen from the back porch as Fred was coming out of the living room, a somber look on his face.
"Faith. You better come see this," he told her and she followed him into the living room to the television.
The game had finished and they were watching the early news. Faith sat on the couch and listened as the news program came back from commercial.
"Again, with our lead-in story. As you know, we reported yesterday that our own Kelly Peters was supposed to be riding along with one of NYPD's police officers today. This officer has been having problems with someone from his past - someone that officials believe he may have arrested or had dealings with in the past through his job as a police officer. Apparently, this officer - Maurice Boscorelli - is now missing," the reporter said as they put Bosco's picture up on the screen. "We now go to Kelly Peters, who is at the 55th Precinct at King and Arthur."
"Thanks, Martin. According to sources inside the police department that do not wish to be named, Officer Boscorelli disappeared sometime last night after his shift and was reported missing by his girlfriend. While we don't have any particulars, we have found out that his cell phone was found lying in the street outside of a bar, Haggerty's, frequented by off-duty police officers. We've tried to get someone from the department to speak with us on camera, but they are refusing at this time until they know more. All they will say is that they are actively pursuing some leads and are confident that they'll be able to bring this to a safe conclusion.
"Now, we did speak with, as we said, some unnamed sources and they tell us that Officer Boscorelli's partner and her family have been out of town since two days ago when his partner's kids were apparently the victims of an attack by this man at a park near their home. The alleged perpetrator left the scene before police arrived and the officer and her family left for their safety. No one was injured during that incident. Another story says that Boscorelli's brother, Micheal Boscorelli - an ex-con and recovering drug addict - was attacked by someone that police believe is the same man, and hospitalized. He has since been released and is at home recovering.
"We will remain here at the 55th Precinct and let you know of any further developments. While it has not been the official 24-hours since Officer Boscorelli's disappearance, we have been asked by the police to relay that if anyone has any information on Officer Boscorelli's whereabouts, please contact the number we are displaying at the bottom of your screen. Martin," Kelly Peters finished, sending the cameras back to the newsroom.
"Thanks Kelly, and all of us here at Channel 2 are hoping for a good result from this. We'll keep that number running along the bottom of your screen throughout the broadcast. Again, anyone having any information on the whereabouts of Officer Maurice Boscorelli, or any information on this case, please contact our station or the number shown. You can remain anonymous." Bosco's picture was again put on the screen.
"Now, onto a quick check of the weather before we give you the rest of the top stories...," said the reporter as Fred turned off the television.
"Faith?" Fred said to her.
"I have to go back, Fred. That was the Lieutenant that called a minute ago to tell me about Bosco missing. I have to go back and help find him," she told him.
"What about this whacko out there, Faith? He came after the kids and Bosco's brother already. It's not safe," Fred said with concern.
Faith shook her head. "No. He's got Bosco. He's not coming after anyone else. I have to go back, Fred. I'm going back," she said, standing up and walking down the hall to gather her things with Fred following her.
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Bosco slowly felt his world coming back to him. He smelled bacon cooking. And toast. With the pain in his head and the ringing in his ears, the smell made him sick to his stomach. He felt that he was on a cool, hard surface - a floor maybe - and he slowly opened his eyes. The room started to spin and he closed them quickly, a moan escaping from his lips.
He heard footsteps approaching and mentally chastised himself for making any noise and giving away that he was now conscious - even though he wasn't exactly sure what had happened.
"So, you're finally coming to. I was worried that I'd killed you prematurely," came the mean voice above him.
Bosco made no move indicating that he was conscious, until he felt the shoe hit him in the ribs as he was kicked.
Bosco drew in a sharp breath and tried to tuck into a ball to protect his ribs from further abuse. It was then that he realized that his feet and arms were tied. He tried to open his eyes and get a look at his captor. It took a moment or two until his eyes were able to focus. The pounding in his head became worse as the light hit his eyes.
"Awww, you have a headache, Maurice?" the angry man asked. Bosco didn't answer, mainly because he thought if he opened his mouth, he'd throw up. Obviously, he had a concussion at least from whatever he was hit with.
He was caught off-guard when the man reached down and grabbed him with both hands. He pulled him to a sitting position and the sudden movement made the room spin. He thought he'd lose consciousness again, but fought it - instead throwing up on the floor alongside himself.
"Aagghh," the man said in disgust, releasing Bosco and stepping back. "Maybe you're hurt a little worse than I thought. Maybe I should give you some time to recover so that I can enjoy killing you later," he said, leaving to get something to clean up the mess that Bosco had made.
Bosco slumped to the side, against the wall, trying to catch his breath and make the room stop spinning.
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TBC...