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Author's note: Thanks for the reviews...I still have some faithful followers, you guys are great. (Don't stop now. lol)
Previously in this story: Faith is back to work, and is gathering information on who set up her and Sully. Cruz plants drugs in the trunk of Ty's girlfriend's car, and gets her arrested.
~Chapter eight~
[Sully's apartment]
Sully is in his living room playing his guitar when he gets a phone call. For the first time in a week, he answers it.
"Hello?"
"Can I speak to Mr. Sullivan?" The voice says.
"Yah...this is Sully."
"Mr. Sullivan, how are you doing today?"
"Good. I've been waiting to hear from you." He answers.
"Well, God bless ya. I won't take much of your time. I'm calling on behalf of the handicapped. I see that last year you gave..."
"And this guy works for Buford?" Sully cuts in.
"No...I work for the handicap..."
"Then he must be making arrangements for Buford to come here." Sully persists.
"What? I don't think you understand, I'm calling..."
"Do you know 'when' he's coming?"
"Uh...Sir...apparently you think I'm someone else."
"Well, how can I find out when he'll be here?"
"I'm sorry I think..."
"And he'll be meeting William at the Pink Parrot tonight?"
The man on the other end hangs up, and Sully continues, "So if I follow him...he will lead me right to Buford. Ok thanks. I owe you big." Then he hangs up.
In the van outside, Franklin calls Cruz and tells her that Sully got a phone call concerning Buford.
[A few hours later]
Faith walks back to lockup. It is really full tonight. They have nine men in one cell and five women locked up in the other. On one bench, an older woman sits talking to herself, and with her on the bench is another woman curled up asleep. Sparkel Jones is on the other bench with a girl and they are bickering with one another. Jackie is sitting on the floor against the bars, with her back to Faith.
Faith walks up behind her. "How ya doin? Holding up ok?"
Sparkel pipes in, "That puppy's been cryin since they put her in here."
Jackie looks up, her eyes all red, and asks, "Is my mother here?"
"No." Faith looks at her watch. It's been a few hours already. "Did she say she was comin right down?"
"No. I got her answering machine. I left a message."
"Maybe I should try calling her for you. Or is there someone else you want to try?"
"I want to get a hold of my boyfriend, but the other officers wouldn't do it."
"Do you have his number, I call him for you?"
"He's a cop at this precinct. I don't know how to get a hold of him at work. Maybe you know him...Tyrone Davis."
"You know Ty?"
"Yes...we're dating. But those other cops..."
"C'mon...come with me." Faith motions for her to get up.
As Jackie heads to the door of the cage, so does Sparkel. "Hey...I know a cop too. I'm comin with you. I need to talk to Cruz now!"
Faith opens the door and pushes Sparkel back. "Cruz doesn't want to see you." Faith tells her.
"That bitch!. Did you tell her who I am?"
"She says she never heard of you." Faith says casually.
She lets Jackie out and closes the cage behind her. Sparkel reaches through the bars and grabs Faith by the arm. "I want to talk to someone about that whore."
"Do you want to file a complaint?" Faith asks.
"Yah...a complaint. I got a complaint against that bitch."
"Ok...I'll send someone in to take your statement."
Faith puts Jackie in an interrogation room, and heads back to the desk to call Ty. On her way, she sends another officer back to take Sparkle's complaint about Cruz.
[Meanwhile, Out on patrol]
Davis is driving while Gusler fidgets in his seat. Davis asks him where he'd like to go for coffee when the radio interrupts. '55-Charlie...We have a report of a truck blocking traffic between 101 and Edison.'
"There goes our coffee." Gusler grabs his radio, "101 and Edison...55-Charlie responding."
They arrive at the scene to find traffic backed up a few blocks, with angry drivers beeping and yelling obscenities to a truck driver, who is standing in the road next to his truck, yelling back for them to shut up.
Also on the scene is the fire rescue squad, walking around the truck, looking stumped on what to do. The truck driver tried to take a short cut onto Edison, which is restricted to commercial vehicles because there's a bridge over the road that only has 12' 4" clearance. Too low for a semi to fit under.
The truck is wedged under the bridge, with about three feet of the top peeled back, and caught in the girders under the bridge. DK suggested he try backing out, but with the top stuck under the bridge, it started to cave in the sides of the truck, crushing his load.
To continue forward, would destroy the truck even more, and Jimmy warned that it may weaken the structure of the bridge. They tried to climb on top of the truck to cut away the
stuck part of the roof , but there is no room for them to get under it. They decide to empty the load, then cut off the whole top of the truck.
Davis walks over to the line of cars and tries to calm them down, and directs them to turn around and go a different route.
Gusler walks over to the truck driver and says, "Are ya stuck?"
The truck driver stares at him for a second then says very sarcastically, "No...I'm delivering this bridge and I don't know where to leave it. " He walks away from Gusler angrily, and starts arguing with the firemen about cutting up his truck. The argument starts getting more heated. Gusler tries to break it up, but he gets shoved out of the way.
Davis runs over and steps in the middle and yells for them all to stop. He pulls the truck driver away from the firemen. "Look man...they're trying to help you. You can't leave the truck there, and you can't drive it out."
The radio sounds off. '55-Charlie...I have a personal message.'
Gusler answers the call, "55-Charlie...go ahead."
"I need officer Davis to return to the house." Faith tells them.
Davis turns to his radio. "Is this an emergency?"
'Negative...but it is urgent. Return as soon as you can.'
"Roger that."
Jimmy walks over and says to the driver, "Look buddy...we'll unload the truck so your cargo isn't damaged, but we have to remove about a foot off the top to get it to clear the bridge. There is no other way."
Gusler says sheepishly, "Why don't you just let the air out of the tires?"
They all stop talking and stare at him like they're annoyed that he butted in. He adds nervously. "It was just a suggestion."
Jimmy walks away and approaches the other firemen. "Ok I got an idea...we can let the air out of the tires, and that might lower it enough to get the jaws under the bridge and free up the part that's caught. Then he may be able to back it out."
"Hey Jimmy that's a great idea. That's why you're the man." DK says.
Gusler looks appalled, "Hey...but I...that was my..."
Jimmy smiles and gives them a wink, as Davis cuts Gusler off with, "C'mon...I have to find out why they want me back at the house.
[At the same time]
Cruz takes Bosco over to listen to the latest recording in Sully's apartment. After listening to Sully's end of the conversation, she tells Bosco to go to this bar, the Pink Parrot, hang around, and look for this guy named William. She tells him to follow who ever this William talks to.
"The Pink Parrot...you want me to go to the Pink Parrot and hang around. No way."
"I'm not asking you...that's an order Boscorelli."
"That's a gay bar. I'm not gonna hang out at a..."
"That is your assignment. You can take Lieberwitz if ya don't want to go alone."
"I'm not taken a guy to a gay bar...you come with me or I'm not goin there."
"Oh that would look inconspicuous. Us on a date in a gay bar." she says sarcastically. "Just do it. That's your assignment." She turns to leave the van. "Do it Boscorelli."
"Shit." He says under his breath.
[Still at the house]
Faith wants to get a look at the file that detectives Davies and Newsome have made on Sully, so she delivers a memo into their office. She drops it off on their desk, and glances at the many files laying in the clutter, looking for the one she needs.
"Hey...you're still investigating that gang and the truck bomber, right?" She asks, looking around nonchalantly.
They glance at each other and then look at her suspiciously. "Yah...why? You got some information?"
"No...I was just wondering. I was one of the officers that apprehended them. I was curious to know how the invest..."
"We got your statement. If there's anything we need from you...we know where to find you." Davies says without looking up at her.
She tries to stall until she locates the file. "Ok then...I was just kind of proud to have gotten them off the street. I wanted to know what the status of..."
"Don't you have more memos to drop off?" Davies says sarcastically, hinting for her to leave.
She glances up at them for a second, but not before she spotted what she was looking for. Their file on Sully was on the desk, half covered by two other files. She turns and walks out the door, but as soon as they leave the precinct she plans to return and get a look at that file.
As she enters the hallway, she is approached by officer Pratt, the officer that went in to take Sparkel's complaint. "Yokas...you're gonna wanna see this."
"What...did she complain about me too?"
"No...well not today she didn't." He says with a nervous grin. He hands her a paper as he continues to explain. "Apparently, Cruz grabbed her off the street and planted a dime bag on her, then threatened to arrest her if she didn't do her a favor."
"Yah?"
"The favor was to call the precinct here and voice a complaint against a female cop that Cruz was out to get. That cop is you."
"Are you serious?" she asks.
"It sounded like she was telling the truth. And she says Cruz made her do it twice. Had it all written down on paper, what she wanted her to say about you. And she made others do it too. I thought you'd want to hear this before I take it in to Lieu."
"I can't believe Cruz would do this! This is low even for her." She reads the complaint that Sparkel wrote up, recognizing word for word, the things that Lieu told her were said.
"Do you want to take it to Lieu?" he offers.
"No... I already tried to tell him the complaints were not real. It will be more believable coming from you. Thanks for letting me know."
As Faith and Pratt talk in the hallway, she sees detectives Davies and Newsome walk out of their office and head out the door. As Pratt heads over to Lieu's office, Faith enters Davies' office and grabs Sully's file off his desk and hurries to the copier with it. By the time she has the copies made and the original back where it came from, Gusler and Davis return.
Faith sends Gusler off to get coffee while she walks Davis over to the interrogation room containing Jackie.
"Ty, are you dating a girl named Jackie Harris?"
"Yah...why did something happen to her?" He asks, the concern growing in his voice.
"She was brought in here a few hours ago. I'm sorry...I just found out that she knew you."
"Brought in for what?"
"55-Adam brought her in. Found drugs in her trunk during a traffic stop."
"That's crazy. Jackie ain't like that. What the hell did..."
"Look...I don't know all the details. They haven't filed their report yet...I checked. But she didn't seem to be the typical drugger...and when she said she knew you...I got her out of the lock-up. She's in here. Go talk to her...she's really scared."
"Ok...thanks Faith. I appreciate this. And believe me...there has been some kind of mistake. I guarantee it."
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Author's note: Thanks for the reviews...I still have some faithful followers, you guys are great. (Don't stop now. lol)
Previously in this story: Faith is back to work, and is gathering information on who set up her and Sully. Cruz plants drugs in the trunk of Ty's girlfriend's car, and gets her arrested.
~Chapter eight~
[Sully's apartment]
Sully is in his living room playing his guitar when he gets a phone call. For the first time in a week, he answers it.
"Hello?"
"Can I speak to Mr. Sullivan?" The voice says.
"Yah...this is Sully."
"Mr. Sullivan, how are you doing today?"
"Good. I've been waiting to hear from you." He answers.
"Well, God bless ya. I won't take much of your time. I'm calling on behalf of the handicapped. I see that last year you gave..."
"And this guy works for Buford?" Sully cuts in.
"No...I work for the handicap..."
"Then he must be making arrangements for Buford to come here." Sully persists.
"What? I don't think you understand, I'm calling..."
"Do you know 'when' he's coming?"
"Uh...Sir...apparently you think I'm someone else."
"Well, how can I find out when he'll be here?"
"I'm sorry I think..."
"And he'll be meeting William at the Pink Parrot tonight?"
The man on the other end hangs up, and Sully continues, "So if I follow him...he will lead me right to Buford. Ok thanks. I owe you big." Then he hangs up.
In the van outside, Franklin calls Cruz and tells her that Sully got a phone call concerning Buford.
[A few hours later]
Faith walks back to lockup. It is really full tonight. They have nine men in one cell and five women locked up in the other. On one bench, an older woman sits talking to herself, and with her on the bench is another woman curled up asleep. Sparkel Jones is on the other bench with a girl and they are bickering with one another. Jackie is sitting on the floor against the bars, with her back to Faith.
Faith walks up behind her. "How ya doin? Holding up ok?"
Sparkel pipes in, "That puppy's been cryin since they put her in here."
Jackie looks up, her eyes all red, and asks, "Is my mother here?"
"No." Faith looks at her watch. It's been a few hours already. "Did she say she was comin right down?"
"No. I got her answering machine. I left a message."
"Maybe I should try calling her for you. Or is there someone else you want to try?"
"I want to get a hold of my boyfriend, but the other officers wouldn't do it."
"Do you have his number, I call him for you?"
"He's a cop at this precinct. I don't know how to get a hold of him at work. Maybe you know him...Tyrone Davis."
"You know Ty?"
"Yes...we're dating. But those other cops..."
"C'mon...come with me." Faith motions for her to get up.
As Jackie heads to the door of the cage, so does Sparkel. "Hey...I know a cop too. I'm comin with you. I need to talk to Cruz now!"
Faith opens the door and pushes Sparkel back. "Cruz doesn't want to see you." Faith tells her.
"That bitch!. Did you tell her who I am?"
"She says she never heard of you." Faith says casually.
She lets Jackie out and closes the cage behind her. Sparkel reaches through the bars and grabs Faith by the arm. "I want to talk to someone about that whore."
"Do you want to file a complaint?" Faith asks.
"Yah...a complaint. I got a complaint against that bitch."
"Ok...I'll send someone in to take your statement."
Faith puts Jackie in an interrogation room, and heads back to the desk to call Ty. On her way, she sends another officer back to take Sparkle's complaint about Cruz.
[Meanwhile, Out on patrol]
Davis is driving while Gusler fidgets in his seat. Davis asks him where he'd like to go for coffee when the radio interrupts. '55-Charlie...We have a report of a truck blocking traffic between 101 and Edison.'
"There goes our coffee." Gusler grabs his radio, "101 and Edison...55-Charlie responding."
They arrive at the scene to find traffic backed up a few blocks, with angry drivers beeping and yelling obscenities to a truck driver, who is standing in the road next to his truck, yelling back for them to shut up.
Also on the scene is the fire rescue squad, walking around the truck, looking stumped on what to do. The truck driver tried to take a short cut onto Edison, which is restricted to commercial vehicles because there's a bridge over the road that only has 12' 4" clearance. Too low for a semi to fit under.
The truck is wedged under the bridge, with about three feet of the top peeled back, and caught in the girders under the bridge. DK suggested he try backing out, but with the top stuck under the bridge, it started to cave in the sides of the truck, crushing his load.
To continue forward, would destroy the truck even more, and Jimmy warned that it may weaken the structure of the bridge. They tried to climb on top of the truck to cut away the
stuck part of the roof , but there is no room for them to get under it. They decide to empty the load, then cut off the whole top of the truck.
Davis walks over to the line of cars and tries to calm them down, and directs them to turn around and go a different route.
Gusler walks over to the truck driver and says, "Are ya stuck?"
The truck driver stares at him for a second then says very sarcastically, "No...I'm delivering this bridge and I don't know where to leave it. " He walks away from Gusler angrily, and starts arguing with the firemen about cutting up his truck. The argument starts getting more heated. Gusler tries to break it up, but he gets shoved out of the way.
Davis runs over and steps in the middle and yells for them all to stop. He pulls the truck driver away from the firemen. "Look man...they're trying to help you. You can't leave the truck there, and you can't drive it out."
The radio sounds off. '55-Charlie...I have a personal message.'
Gusler answers the call, "55-Charlie...go ahead."
"I need officer Davis to return to the house." Faith tells them.
Davis turns to his radio. "Is this an emergency?"
'Negative...but it is urgent. Return as soon as you can.'
"Roger that."
Jimmy walks over and says to the driver, "Look buddy...we'll unload the truck so your cargo isn't damaged, but we have to remove about a foot off the top to get it to clear the bridge. There is no other way."
Gusler says sheepishly, "Why don't you just let the air out of the tires?"
They all stop talking and stare at him like they're annoyed that he butted in. He adds nervously. "It was just a suggestion."
Jimmy walks away and approaches the other firemen. "Ok I got an idea...we can let the air out of the tires, and that might lower it enough to get the jaws under the bridge and free up the part that's caught. Then he may be able to back it out."
"Hey Jimmy that's a great idea. That's why you're the man." DK says.
Gusler looks appalled, "Hey...but I...that was my..."
Jimmy smiles and gives them a wink, as Davis cuts Gusler off with, "C'mon...I have to find out why they want me back at the house.
[At the same time]
Cruz takes Bosco over to listen to the latest recording in Sully's apartment. After listening to Sully's end of the conversation, she tells Bosco to go to this bar, the Pink Parrot, hang around, and look for this guy named William. She tells him to follow who ever this William talks to.
"The Pink Parrot...you want me to go to the Pink Parrot and hang around. No way."
"I'm not asking you...that's an order Boscorelli."
"That's a gay bar. I'm not gonna hang out at a..."
"That is your assignment. You can take Lieberwitz if ya don't want to go alone."
"I'm not taken a guy to a gay bar...you come with me or I'm not goin there."
"Oh that would look inconspicuous. Us on a date in a gay bar." she says sarcastically. "Just do it. That's your assignment." She turns to leave the van. "Do it Boscorelli."
"Shit." He says under his breath.
[Still at the house]
Faith wants to get a look at the file that detectives Davies and Newsome have made on Sully, so she delivers a memo into their office. She drops it off on their desk, and glances at the many files laying in the clutter, looking for the one she needs.
"Hey...you're still investigating that gang and the truck bomber, right?" She asks, looking around nonchalantly.
They glance at each other and then look at her suspiciously. "Yah...why? You got some information?"
"No...I was just wondering. I was one of the officers that apprehended them. I was curious to know how the invest..."
"We got your statement. If there's anything we need from you...we know where to find you." Davies says without looking up at her.
She tries to stall until she locates the file. "Ok then...I was just kind of proud to have gotten them off the street. I wanted to know what the status of..."
"Don't you have more memos to drop off?" Davies says sarcastically, hinting for her to leave.
She glances up at them for a second, but not before she spotted what she was looking for. Their file on Sully was on the desk, half covered by two other files. She turns and walks out the door, but as soon as they leave the precinct she plans to return and get a look at that file.
As she enters the hallway, she is approached by officer Pratt, the officer that went in to take Sparkel's complaint. "Yokas...you're gonna wanna see this."
"What...did she complain about me too?"
"No...well not today she didn't." He says with a nervous grin. He hands her a paper as he continues to explain. "Apparently, Cruz grabbed her off the street and planted a dime bag on her, then threatened to arrest her if she didn't do her a favor."
"Yah?"
"The favor was to call the precinct here and voice a complaint against a female cop that Cruz was out to get. That cop is you."
"Are you serious?" she asks.
"It sounded like she was telling the truth. And she says Cruz made her do it twice. Had it all written down on paper, what she wanted her to say about you. And she made others do it too. I thought you'd want to hear this before I take it in to Lieu."
"I can't believe Cruz would do this! This is low even for her." She reads the complaint that Sparkel wrote up, recognizing word for word, the things that Lieu told her were said.
"Do you want to take it to Lieu?" he offers.
"No... I already tried to tell him the complaints were not real. It will be more believable coming from you. Thanks for letting me know."
As Faith and Pratt talk in the hallway, she sees detectives Davies and Newsome walk out of their office and head out the door. As Pratt heads over to Lieu's office, Faith enters Davies' office and grabs Sully's file off his desk and hurries to the copier with it. By the time she has the copies made and the original back where it came from, Gusler and Davis return.
Faith sends Gusler off to get coffee while she walks Davis over to the interrogation room containing Jackie.
"Ty, are you dating a girl named Jackie Harris?"
"Yah...why did something happen to her?" He asks, the concern growing in his voice.
"She was brought in here a few hours ago. I'm sorry...I just found out that she knew you."
"Brought in for what?"
"55-Adam brought her in. Found drugs in her trunk during a traffic stop."
"That's crazy. Jackie ain't like that. What the hell did..."
"Look...I don't know all the details. They haven't filed their report yet...I checked. But she didn't seem to be the typical drugger...and when she said she knew you...I got her out of the lock-up. She's in here. Go talk to her...she's really scared."
"Ok...thanks Faith. I appreciate this. And believe me...there has been some kind of mistake. I guarantee it."
***