Christopher watched from his spot on the steps as a man went into the
coffee shop and made his way over to Boscorelli. The mystery guy sat down
at the table and started talking with Bosco. Christopher couldn't help but
wish he was in a position to overhear what was being said but he couldn't
take that much of a risk. He had been lucky so far that he hadn't loss
Bosco and that he hadn't been discovered yet.
The guy left as quickly as he had showed up. Christopher watched him walk down the street. When he looked back at the coffee shop Bosco was standing up and getting ready to leave. He kept an eye on Bosco as he came out of the coffee shop and headed back in the same direction that he had come from.
Christopher let him get a little bit ahead and then stood up to follow. He crossed the street quickly and tossed the magazine in the first trash can he came across. Bosco was indeed heading back for the subway. He got on a different train though from the one he had arrived on which meant he was headed somewhere else not home.
On the train, Christopher looked at his watch. He couldn't believe how long he had been tailing Bosco. It was just past midnight which meant that first watch was no on the streets probably out looking for the Boscorelli brothers and, depending on whether or not the plainclothes units had spotted him, which they probably had, him too.
Bosco got off the train three stops down from when he got on. Again Christopher waited until the last possible second to exit the train but didn't let Bosco get quite as far ahead as he had the last time. He wasn't going to take the chance of losing him again. At this point he would rather be discovered than to lose sight of Bosco.
He followed Bosco to an old abandoned warehouse. The warehouse made the perfect hiding place. Evidently the mystery guy had told Bosco that his brother was using the warehouse to hide in. Christopher couldn't think of any other reason for Bsoco to come here.
As Bosco entered the warehouse, he took a small flashlight out of his pocket and turned it on. The flashlight would make it easier for Christopher to trail Bosco. However, if Michael Boscorelli or any of his friends actually were in the warehouse it was going to make it easier for them to spot him.
"I'm starting to think that this search is hopeless," Davis said from the passenger seat of 55-David. He and Faith had just left the station to rejoin the search for either of the Boscorelli brothers or Christopher.
"If your going to talk like that I'll pull over and you can get out right now and I'll ride solo," Faith told him. Inside though she knew how Davis was feeling. The thought had crossed her mind before Davis had said it but somehow voicing it made it seem more real.
"Where are we headed," Davis said changing the subject quickly. He wasn't sure if Faith was being serious but he was choosing not to find out.
"We're about eight blocks from the crime scene," Faith told him. "I still think the best chance of finding someone is to search this area. I have a feeling that Mikey will stay around the area he knows."
Davis just nodded and glanced back out the car window scanning the sidewalks and alleys for any of the three people they were looking for. The thought of this being pointless crossed his mind again as Faith took a right hand turn at the next street. As they were approaching an abandoned warehouse something caught his eye though.
Davis saw a solitary figure approaching the entrance to the warehouse. As they drove past he looked closely trying to see if he recognized the person.
"Ah, Faith turn around," Davis said turning to keep an eye on the warehouse. "I think that was Christopher entering that warehouse back there."
"Are you sure?"
"Pretty sure," Davis said. "We should at least check it out."
"Okay. Call it in,"Faith told him as she pulled into the next alley to turn the car around and head back to the warehouse. She was vaguely aware of Davis calling in the possible sighting as she drove back toward the warehouse.
"Swersky, wants us to wait for backup," Davis told her as she pulled the squad off to the side of the street across from the warehouse.
"I'm giving them five minutes and then I'm heading in," Faith told him turning off the car.
Christopher heard voices up ahead. One he recognized as Bosco's. As hard as he tried he couldn't make out what they were saying.
As he approached the doorway at the end of the hallway he had been following Bosco down he got up against the wall. Looking cautiously into the room that the hallway came into, Christopher saw Bosco standing face to face with his brother. The two appeared to be alone in the room. Christopher still couldn't make out what they were saying although both looked angry and Mikey still had a look of surprise on his face.
Seeing some large crates in a pile near the doorway he was standing in Christopher got down low and made his way to the crates. Once he was safely behind the crates he reached down and took his off duty weapon out of the ankle holster he kept it in. He peered over the top of the crates at the two brothers standing face to face trying to decide what he should do next.
Then a glint of metal off to his left caught his eye. Christopher looked in that direction searching for the source. He saw another doorway off in that direction that he hadn't noticed before. The glint of metal had come from the light reflecting off the barrel of a gun that a figure in the shadows of the doorway was holding.
Without really thinking about it Christopher came out from behind the boxes and ran toward Bosco. He tackled the other officer and the two of them went to ground as a gunshot was fired.
Outside the warehouse, Faith and Davis heard the gunshot go off just as Sully pulled up to the scene. As he got out of the car Faith was already heading toward the building but Davis grabbed her arm to stop her.
"Rushing in there isn't going to accomplish anything," he told her.
"What is going on?" Sully asked Davis as he rushed toward them.
"We just heard a gunshot from inside the warehouse," Davis told him.
"And they're in there?"
"I'm pretty sure I saw Christopher go in. He was tailing Bosco last thing we knew so I would assume Bosco's in there too," Davis told him.
"Okay we'll go in, but we do it slowly and carefully," Sully said looking directly at Faith. He knew she was worried about her partner but rushing in wasn't going to accomplish anything except get people killed. "55-Charlie to Central," Sully said keying his radio. "I am on scene with 55-Charlie. A gunshot has been heard from inside the warehouse. We are proceeding inside at this time."
"10-4 Charlie. More units are on their way to your location," came the dispatcher's voice as Sully led his fellow officers toward the building.
The three officers drew their guns and slowly entered the warehouse. They made there way down the central hallway carefully taking in everything around them. As they approached the end of the hallway they got up against the side of the wall, Sully and Davis on one side and Faith across from them.
Sully silently mouthed one, two, three and the three officers rushed into the room quickly looking around the room as they did so. What they found was Bosco standing alone near the center of the room looking down at the ground. As Faith made her way around some boxes, she saw what Bosco was staring at.
Mikey Boscorelli lay on the ground bleeding from a gunshot wound to his chest. He was pleading with his brother to help him but all Bosco could do was stand there staring.
As Sully made his way to victim, calling for EMS to be sent to this location, Faith approached her partner. As far as she could tell he didn't have a gun which made her wonder if there was someone else around. Thinking along the same line Davis was walking around the outside of the room looking for any potential dangers.
"Bos," Faith said softly putting her hand gently on his shoulder, "Please tell me you didn't shoot him."
"No, but part of me wanted to," Bosco admitted.
"Where's the shooter then?"
"He disappeared down that hallway over there. Christopher followed him," Bosco said indicated the other doorway to the room.
"I'm going to go check it out,"Davis told Faith heading quickly for the doorway.
"I never saw the guy, didn't even know the shot was coming until I heard the gun go off. If Christopher hadn't knocked me out of the way that would have been me."
Bosco's voice was eerily soft and void of emotion. He was scaring both Sully and Faith.
"Why don't you take him back out front," Sully told Faith still kneeling next to Michael Boscorelli. He was applying pressure to the wound but there was still blood seeping out of the wound. "Let the paramedics know where we're at."
"Okay," Faith said as she holstered her weapon and put her arm around her partner's shoulder leading him back the way they had come in.
The guy left as quickly as he had showed up. Christopher watched him walk down the street. When he looked back at the coffee shop Bosco was standing up and getting ready to leave. He kept an eye on Bosco as he came out of the coffee shop and headed back in the same direction that he had come from.
Christopher let him get a little bit ahead and then stood up to follow. He crossed the street quickly and tossed the magazine in the first trash can he came across. Bosco was indeed heading back for the subway. He got on a different train though from the one he had arrived on which meant he was headed somewhere else not home.
On the train, Christopher looked at his watch. He couldn't believe how long he had been tailing Bosco. It was just past midnight which meant that first watch was no on the streets probably out looking for the Boscorelli brothers and, depending on whether or not the plainclothes units had spotted him, which they probably had, him too.
Bosco got off the train three stops down from when he got on. Again Christopher waited until the last possible second to exit the train but didn't let Bosco get quite as far ahead as he had the last time. He wasn't going to take the chance of losing him again. At this point he would rather be discovered than to lose sight of Bosco.
He followed Bosco to an old abandoned warehouse. The warehouse made the perfect hiding place. Evidently the mystery guy had told Bosco that his brother was using the warehouse to hide in. Christopher couldn't think of any other reason for Bsoco to come here.
As Bosco entered the warehouse, he took a small flashlight out of his pocket and turned it on. The flashlight would make it easier for Christopher to trail Bosco. However, if Michael Boscorelli or any of his friends actually were in the warehouse it was going to make it easier for them to spot him.
"I'm starting to think that this search is hopeless," Davis said from the passenger seat of 55-David. He and Faith had just left the station to rejoin the search for either of the Boscorelli brothers or Christopher.
"If your going to talk like that I'll pull over and you can get out right now and I'll ride solo," Faith told him. Inside though she knew how Davis was feeling. The thought had crossed her mind before Davis had said it but somehow voicing it made it seem more real.
"Where are we headed," Davis said changing the subject quickly. He wasn't sure if Faith was being serious but he was choosing not to find out.
"We're about eight blocks from the crime scene," Faith told him. "I still think the best chance of finding someone is to search this area. I have a feeling that Mikey will stay around the area he knows."
Davis just nodded and glanced back out the car window scanning the sidewalks and alleys for any of the three people they were looking for. The thought of this being pointless crossed his mind again as Faith took a right hand turn at the next street. As they were approaching an abandoned warehouse something caught his eye though.
Davis saw a solitary figure approaching the entrance to the warehouse. As they drove past he looked closely trying to see if he recognized the person.
"Ah, Faith turn around," Davis said turning to keep an eye on the warehouse. "I think that was Christopher entering that warehouse back there."
"Are you sure?"
"Pretty sure," Davis said. "We should at least check it out."
"Okay. Call it in,"Faith told him as she pulled into the next alley to turn the car around and head back to the warehouse. She was vaguely aware of Davis calling in the possible sighting as she drove back toward the warehouse.
"Swersky, wants us to wait for backup," Davis told her as she pulled the squad off to the side of the street across from the warehouse.
"I'm giving them five minutes and then I'm heading in," Faith told him turning off the car.
Christopher heard voices up ahead. One he recognized as Bosco's. As hard as he tried he couldn't make out what they were saying.
As he approached the doorway at the end of the hallway he had been following Bosco down he got up against the wall. Looking cautiously into the room that the hallway came into, Christopher saw Bosco standing face to face with his brother. The two appeared to be alone in the room. Christopher still couldn't make out what they were saying although both looked angry and Mikey still had a look of surprise on his face.
Seeing some large crates in a pile near the doorway he was standing in Christopher got down low and made his way to the crates. Once he was safely behind the crates he reached down and took his off duty weapon out of the ankle holster he kept it in. He peered over the top of the crates at the two brothers standing face to face trying to decide what he should do next.
Then a glint of metal off to his left caught his eye. Christopher looked in that direction searching for the source. He saw another doorway off in that direction that he hadn't noticed before. The glint of metal had come from the light reflecting off the barrel of a gun that a figure in the shadows of the doorway was holding.
Without really thinking about it Christopher came out from behind the boxes and ran toward Bosco. He tackled the other officer and the two of them went to ground as a gunshot was fired.
Outside the warehouse, Faith and Davis heard the gunshot go off just as Sully pulled up to the scene. As he got out of the car Faith was already heading toward the building but Davis grabbed her arm to stop her.
"Rushing in there isn't going to accomplish anything," he told her.
"What is going on?" Sully asked Davis as he rushed toward them.
"We just heard a gunshot from inside the warehouse," Davis told him.
"And they're in there?"
"I'm pretty sure I saw Christopher go in. He was tailing Bosco last thing we knew so I would assume Bosco's in there too," Davis told him.
"Okay we'll go in, but we do it slowly and carefully," Sully said looking directly at Faith. He knew she was worried about her partner but rushing in wasn't going to accomplish anything except get people killed. "55-Charlie to Central," Sully said keying his radio. "I am on scene with 55-Charlie. A gunshot has been heard from inside the warehouse. We are proceeding inside at this time."
"10-4 Charlie. More units are on their way to your location," came the dispatcher's voice as Sully led his fellow officers toward the building.
The three officers drew their guns and slowly entered the warehouse. They made there way down the central hallway carefully taking in everything around them. As they approached the end of the hallway they got up against the side of the wall, Sully and Davis on one side and Faith across from them.
Sully silently mouthed one, two, three and the three officers rushed into the room quickly looking around the room as they did so. What they found was Bosco standing alone near the center of the room looking down at the ground. As Faith made her way around some boxes, she saw what Bosco was staring at.
Mikey Boscorelli lay on the ground bleeding from a gunshot wound to his chest. He was pleading with his brother to help him but all Bosco could do was stand there staring.
As Sully made his way to victim, calling for EMS to be sent to this location, Faith approached her partner. As far as she could tell he didn't have a gun which made her wonder if there was someone else around. Thinking along the same line Davis was walking around the outside of the room looking for any potential dangers.
"Bos," Faith said softly putting her hand gently on his shoulder, "Please tell me you didn't shoot him."
"No, but part of me wanted to," Bosco admitted.
"Where's the shooter then?"
"He disappeared down that hallway over there. Christopher followed him," Bosco said indicated the other doorway to the room.
"I'm going to go check it out,"Davis told Faith heading quickly for the doorway.
"I never saw the guy, didn't even know the shot was coming until I heard the gun go off. If Christopher hadn't knocked me out of the way that would have been me."
Bosco's voice was eerily soft and void of emotion. He was scaring both Sully and Faith.
"Why don't you take him back out front," Sully told Faith still kneeling next to Michael Boscorelli. He was applying pressure to the wound but there was still blood seeping out of the wound. "Let the paramedics know where we're at."
"Okay," Faith said as she holstered her weapon and put her arm around her partner's shoulder leading him back the way they had come in.