Revenge
Chapter 21
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"C'mere," Faith said, pulling up to the curb and calling over one of their informants.
"Yes, Ma'am," replied Bones, as he was affectionately called on the streets due to the fact that he appeared be only skin and bones.
He walked over to the police car and bent down so that he was even with Faith's window.
"You've seen or heard the news?" Faith asked the young man.
"Yes, Ma'am. I hope Officer Boscorelli is okay," Bones answered.
"Uh huh. You haven't heard anything about where he might be, have you, Bones?" she asked him, watching in her mirrors and the group of people that Bones was with. It was a particularly bad part of the precinct and she didn't want anyone sneaking up on her.
"No, Ma'am. I'd surely tell you if I heard anything, Officer Yokas," he answered earnestly.
"Well, I need you to keep your eyes and ears open," Faith said to him, looking him over. "When's the last time you ate anything, Bones? You look terrible."
"I'm okay, Ma'am. You know how it is. The drugs are more important than food," said the young man, ashamed.
"You gonna be here for a little while longer?" she asked him.
"Yes, Ma'am. If you want me to be," he answered.
"Are you holdin' right now, Bones?" she asked him, looking him in the eye when he answered.
"No, Ma'am. I don't have any money for any right now," he told her and then looked at the ground.
"Get in the back of the car, Bones," she told him.
"Aww, Ma'am..." he started, but was interrupted by Faith.
"Get in the back of the car now, Bones," she stated again, firmer this time. Bones opened the door and got into the back of the car. Faith put the car in drive and pulled away from the curb and around the corner. She pulled to the curb outside of the diner and turned off the car. Getting out, she opened the rear door and told Bones to get out and follow her.
Bones followed Faith into the diner and he sat down at the counter as she instructed him. The waitress came over, leery of what was going on.
"Can I help you, Officer?" she asked, taking in the man sitting at the counter.
Faith looked at her name tag. "Paula, this here is Bones. I'm gonna give you this," she said, handing over $20. "I want you to give him anything he wants to eat for that amount. Don't give him any change. If he doesn't use up the $20 then you keep the rest for a tip," Faith told her.
"Okay," said the young woman not sure what she was talking about.
"Bones, you get something to eat. You're not getting any of that money to take out and buy drugs with, you understand? So, you might as well put some food in your stomach. You look like hell. Let me know if you hear anything about Bosco. You know how to reach me right?" she asked him, handing him a menu.
"Yes, Ma'am. I just call the 55th and ask them to tell you to meet me. Thank you, Ma'am," Bones said, his mouth watering at the sight of all the food in the menu.
"Alright," she said, looking up at Paula. "No change to him, you understand?"
"Yes, Officer. I promise," Paula replied. Faith turned and left, leaving Paula to take down Bones' order.
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The three kids were walking back to Lucas' house, still unsure of what they'd seen.
"So, what do you think we should do?" Tommy asked Lucas.
Lucas shrugged. "I don't know. It's probably just some guy taking care of someone else while he's sick."
"I thought you said no one lived there anymore," Missy chimed in. "Maybe they're not supposed to be there. All the curtains are closed and there's no lights on inside and it's getting dark."
"We don't talk about this to anyone, understand?" Lucas said to Tommy and Melissa. "If Mom finds our we were playing around over there, I'll be grounded for months."
"Yeah, me too," Tommy agreed as they reached Lucas' house.
"So, where have you three been?" Lucas' Mom asked as they walked inside and Lucas went to the refrigerator to get a drink for them all.
"All over the place. We were playing adventure," Tommy answered.
"Well, it's just about time for dinner. Missy and Aunt Sarah are leaving and your Dad will be home soon, so don't go anywhere," Lucas' Mom said.
"Okay. Hey, Mom," Lucas said, suddenly getting an idea. "Can Tommy stay for dinner and sleep overnight?"
"Hmmm. Well, there's nothing going on tonight, so as long as it's okay with his Mom and Dad, it's okay with me," she answered.
"Tommy, let's go ask your Mom and get your stuff," Lucas said. The two boys ran outside and to Tommy's house.
"Let's go back over there tonight and check it out. They won't be able to see us in the dark and we can find out what's going on," Lucas told his friend as they got to his house.
"Your cousin won't say anything right?" Tommy asked.
"Nah. She's okay. She won't say anything," Lucas told him.
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"Ahh, you're awake again," Richards said, standing in the doorway with more bandages.
Bosco didn't say anything - just glared at the man. Richards came over to him and lifted his arm so he could get a look at his side. Bosco drew in a breath at the pain the movement caused, a new film of sweat forming on his forehead.
Richards went about the task of changing the dressing - more to keep it off of the bed than to take care of Bosco. Although, he still hadn't decided what to do with him - let him die or keep him alive a little longer.
"So, you never finished your story," Bosco said quietly, the weakness of the blood loss evident.
"My story?" Richards asked.
"Yeah - the story of why exactly I'm here," Bosco reminded him.
"Ah, yes. The reason for your punishment," Richards said, finishing the task of bandaging Bosco's side. He stood up, gathering the bloodied bandages to discard. He walked into the bathroom that connected to the bedroom and got rid of the soiled supplies and came back into the room. He looked out the window to make sure no one was around, noticing the darkness settling throughout the neighborhood. He thought about the kids from earlier, wondering if they'd been too suspicious and then put the thought aside. No one else had come snooping around so it must be okay.
He looked back at Bosco who was hovering between consciousness and unconsciousness. He jumped slightly when Bosco flinched at the pain of some muscle that had spasmed in the area of his wound and watched while his breath came back to the normal labored breathing he'd been seeing.
"So, I'm surprised the little scare to your partner's children didn't jog your memory, Officer," Richards said.
Bosco's eyes opened again, listening to his captor.
"At the park?" he managed to get out.
"Yes, the park. The place where this all began all those years ago. I guess you were a rookie then. You shouldn't have been driving during that chase..." Richards said, trailing off.
Bosco searched his memory, but didn't have to search long. It was never very far away from his present thoughts and he couldn't believe it had taken him this long to think of it - even after the thing at the park with Faith's kids.
"Ah, so I see the light is beginning to come on in that brain of yours," Richards said sarcastically as he saw the recognition come into his weary eyes.
Bosco tried to sit up a little in an effort to become more awake, but the movement only caused him excruciating pain. He could feel himself bleeding inside and cursed when the darkness overtook him again, despite his efforts to fight it.
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TBC...
Chapter 21
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"C'mere," Faith said, pulling up to the curb and calling over one of their informants.
"Yes, Ma'am," replied Bones, as he was affectionately called on the streets due to the fact that he appeared be only skin and bones.
He walked over to the police car and bent down so that he was even with Faith's window.
"You've seen or heard the news?" Faith asked the young man.
"Yes, Ma'am. I hope Officer Boscorelli is okay," Bones answered.
"Uh huh. You haven't heard anything about where he might be, have you, Bones?" she asked him, watching in her mirrors and the group of people that Bones was with. It was a particularly bad part of the precinct and she didn't want anyone sneaking up on her.
"No, Ma'am. I'd surely tell you if I heard anything, Officer Yokas," he answered earnestly.
"Well, I need you to keep your eyes and ears open," Faith said to him, looking him over. "When's the last time you ate anything, Bones? You look terrible."
"I'm okay, Ma'am. You know how it is. The drugs are more important than food," said the young man, ashamed.
"You gonna be here for a little while longer?" she asked him.
"Yes, Ma'am. If you want me to be," he answered.
"Are you holdin' right now, Bones?" she asked him, looking him in the eye when he answered.
"No, Ma'am. I don't have any money for any right now," he told her and then looked at the ground.
"Get in the back of the car, Bones," she told him.
"Aww, Ma'am..." he started, but was interrupted by Faith.
"Get in the back of the car now, Bones," she stated again, firmer this time. Bones opened the door and got into the back of the car. Faith put the car in drive and pulled away from the curb and around the corner. She pulled to the curb outside of the diner and turned off the car. Getting out, she opened the rear door and told Bones to get out and follow her.
Bones followed Faith into the diner and he sat down at the counter as she instructed him. The waitress came over, leery of what was going on.
"Can I help you, Officer?" she asked, taking in the man sitting at the counter.
Faith looked at her name tag. "Paula, this here is Bones. I'm gonna give you this," she said, handing over $20. "I want you to give him anything he wants to eat for that amount. Don't give him any change. If he doesn't use up the $20 then you keep the rest for a tip," Faith told her.
"Okay," said the young woman not sure what she was talking about.
"Bones, you get something to eat. You're not getting any of that money to take out and buy drugs with, you understand? So, you might as well put some food in your stomach. You look like hell. Let me know if you hear anything about Bosco. You know how to reach me right?" she asked him, handing him a menu.
"Yes, Ma'am. I just call the 55th and ask them to tell you to meet me. Thank you, Ma'am," Bones said, his mouth watering at the sight of all the food in the menu.
"Alright," she said, looking up at Paula. "No change to him, you understand?"
"Yes, Officer. I promise," Paula replied. Faith turned and left, leaving Paula to take down Bones' order.
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The three kids were walking back to Lucas' house, still unsure of what they'd seen.
"So, what do you think we should do?" Tommy asked Lucas.
Lucas shrugged. "I don't know. It's probably just some guy taking care of someone else while he's sick."
"I thought you said no one lived there anymore," Missy chimed in. "Maybe they're not supposed to be there. All the curtains are closed and there's no lights on inside and it's getting dark."
"We don't talk about this to anyone, understand?" Lucas said to Tommy and Melissa. "If Mom finds our we were playing around over there, I'll be grounded for months."
"Yeah, me too," Tommy agreed as they reached Lucas' house.
"So, where have you three been?" Lucas' Mom asked as they walked inside and Lucas went to the refrigerator to get a drink for them all.
"All over the place. We were playing adventure," Tommy answered.
"Well, it's just about time for dinner. Missy and Aunt Sarah are leaving and your Dad will be home soon, so don't go anywhere," Lucas' Mom said.
"Okay. Hey, Mom," Lucas said, suddenly getting an idea. "Can Tommy stay for dinner and sleep overnight?"
"Hmmm. Well, there's nothing going on tonight, so as long as it's okay with his Mom and Dad, it's okay with me," she answered.
"Tommy, let's go ask your Mom and get your stuff," Lucas said. The two boys ran outside and to Tommy's house.
"Let's go back over there tonight and check it out. They won't be able to see us in the dark and we can find out what's going on," Lucas told his friend as they got to his house.
"Your cousin won't say anything right?" Tommy asked.
"Nah. She's okay. She won't say anything," Lucas told him.
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"Ahh, you're awake again," Richards said, standing in the doorway with more bandages.
Bosco didn't say anything - just glared at the man. Richards came over to him and lifted his arm so he could get a look at his side. Bosco drew in a breath at the pain the movement caused, a new film of sweat forming on his forehead.
Richards went about the task of changing the dressing - more to keep it off of the bed than to take care of Bosco. Although, he still hadn't decided what to do with him - let him die or keep him alive a little longer.
"So, you never finished your story," Bosco said quietly, the weakness of the blood loss evident.
"My story?" Richards asked.
"Yeah - the story of why exactly I'm here," Bosco reminded him.
"Ah, yes. The reason for your punishment," Richards said, finishing the task of bandaging Bosco's side. He stood up, gathering the bloodied bandages to discard. He walked into the bathroom that connected to the bedroom and got rid of the soiled supplies and came back into the room. He looked out the window to make sure no one was around, noticing the darkness settling throughout the neighborhood. He thought about the kids from earlier, wondering if they'd been too suspicious and then put the thought aside. No one else had come snooping around so it must be okay.
He looked back at Bosco who was hovering between consciousness and unconsciousness. He jumped slightly when Bosco flinched at the pain of some muscle that had spasmed in the area of his wound and watched while his breath came back to the normal labored breathing he'd been seeing.
"So, I'm surprised the little scare to your partner's children didn't jog your memory, Officer," Richards said.
Bosco's eyes opened again, listening to his captor.
"At the park?" he managed to get out.
"Yes, the park. The place where this all began all those years ago. I guess you were a rookie then. You shouldn't have been driving during that chase..." Richards said, trailing off.
Bosco searched his memory, but didn't have to search long. It was never very far away from his present thoughts and he couldn't believe it had taken him this long to think of it - even after the thing at the park with Faith's kids.
"Ah, so I see the light is beginning to come on in that brain of yours," Richards said sarcastically as he saw the recognition come into his weary eyes.
Bosco tried to sit up a little in an effort to become more awake, but the movement only caused him excruciating pain. He could feel himself bleeding inside and cursed when the darkness overtook him again, despite his efforts to fight it.
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TBC...