~The Dead Of The Night~
~Thursday, the night before Halloween, 9:30 p.m.
Faith and Bosco are sitting in their RMP eating burgers on their meal break. Faith has finished and crinkles up the papers that her food was wrapped in, and stuffs them into the empty bag. Bosco watches her.
"You're done already? Did you even taste it?"
"I want to get a jump on this paperwork." She pulls a clipboard out from under the seat and starts filling it out.
"We're still on break." he says, taking another bite of his burger. "We got all night to do it."
"We?" She barks at him. "We...have not been doing the paper work...I have. And Fred is giving me shit about getting home so late all the time."
"We haven't worked past our shift in weeks. You should be getting home on time."
"I've been stuck here till after midnight trying to get the paper work done. And tonight you're going to stay if it isn't."
"Alright...tonight I'll stay and help."
"No...tonight you stay and do it. I'm getting home on time for a change."
"I always help you, except for when I have a date after work."
"Which has been every night for the past two or three weeks."
"Hey...it's not my fault that you have no social life after work."
"I have a social life...it's called a family. And tonight I'm getting home to see them"
"Oh, like anyone will be awake when you get there anyway."
She stops writing and glares over at him. She tosses the clipboard and the pen up onto the dash.
He takes another bite out of his burger, and looks over at her. With his mouth full he says, "What are ya doin?"
"Nothen."
"I thought you were gonna get that done now?"
"No." She says with an attitude.
"But you said you wanted to get out on time."
"I'm gonna. You're staying tonight."
"Well...you can still try and get some of it done now."
"I'm on break now." She crosses her arms and looks away out the window.
"Ya know I do have a date tonight. I can be a little late...but...if I show up after midnight, she'll be pissed."
"Don't worry...she probably won't be awake when you get there." She retorts sarcastically.
Soon their break is over and as soon as Faith calls them in as 10-98, they are told to respond to a location...persons injured on the street.
They arrive in front of the address and a man walks up to the car. "Down there." He points towards the alley. "I found them when I was closing up for the night."
They follow him into the alley and see that there are two men laying there. Both are covered in blood. "Did you see anyone else? Anyone running away?" Faith asks.
"No. Just them. I called you right away."
Bosco calls in for the EMT's, but Faith checks them for a pulse and finds they are both dead. He calls in and tells them to send a detective and the coroner instead. She crouches next to the body for a few minutes, studying the injuries that had been inflicted.
"Bos...look. He has the same bite marks on his hand that the guy we found yesterday had on him."
Sully and Davis arrive at the scene.
"What cha got?" Sully asks.
"A couple of guys beaten to death." Faith informs him.
"Were they mugged?" Ty asks.
"Highly unlikely. They were bums." Bosco says.
"You don't know that." Faith shoots back.
"Look at them. They're filthy...I can smell them from here. It's more likely that they were bugging someone for money and got the tables turned on them. Serves 'em right."
"Geeze Bosco...have a little respect for the dead." Sully reprimands him.
"I have respect for the dead...it's this 'living dead' that I have no respect for. I say good riddance. These street people are just a blemish on society."
"It looks like we have a rash of this happenin." Sully tells them. "We've responded to three calls this week on dead street people. And we've been finden them in groups of two or three...not just one at a time like usual."
"We got one yesterday. There were two bodies there too."
"Well they still ain't killen 'em off quick enough for me." Bosco says.
Faith notices a pair of homeless men, standing around watching amongst the onlookers, giving Bosco an angry glare. "Alright Bos...c'mon. Keep your opinions to yourself. People can hear you."
He looks around at the crowd that is gathering and spots the two men that Faith noticed. "What...you mean these people? These people don't have feelings to hurt." He steps over to them, making a sour face and waving a hand in front of it, indicating that they stink. "Were these guys friends of yours?" he taunts as he points to the dead men. "Are you sad that they're dead?" He tips his head and gives them a smirk. "Or are you sad because you didn't get a chance to steal their shoes before we got here? Huh?"
"That's enough." She grabs his arm, leans in close and says to him quietly but sternly, "You're embarrassing me. Knock it off."
R.D. stares angrily at Bosco. He knew they'd made a mistake coming back to the scene, but when the family had returned back at their lair after the attack, they realized that no one had removed the shoes from the two bastards. There are items they need desperately, and their survival hinges on getting these items at all costs. And the man with him, they call the reverend...because he preaches his own gospel to them, needs shoes...just as the mean little cop accused.
Then the reverend shouts out at Bosco, "One day the meek shall inherit the earth. And when we do...you will get what's coming to you."
"What did you say?" Bosco turns to him. "Did you just threaten me?"
Faith tries to pull him back by his arm but he shrugs her hand off, and steps up to the man. "Did I hear a threat?" Bosco asks again.
The bum spits on him. Bosco lunges at the man, but Faith steps quickly between them, as Davis and Sully grab Bosco by his arms and pull him away. Faith quickly grabs the bum, overpowers him backwards, and slams him up against the brick wall. She applies the cuffs to him, and walks him to the RMP. She glances back, giving Bosco a nasty look.
R.D. follows her as she escorts the reverend to the car, and tries to reason with her.
"Please don't take him. He didn't do anything wrong." She ignores him. "He's harmless. C'mon he's a little crazy but he'd never hurt anyone."
"He spit on a police officer." She says trying to justify the arrest to herself more than to him.
"He's sorry...aren't ya rev? Tell her you're sorry." The reverend starts rambling about the end coming, and how we are all being watched and judged by God. "Please...he's my friend. I'll watch him...I'll make sure he stays out of trouble. Don't take him away."
"I'm sorry...I have ta do my job."
"He didn't start it...that cop did. You were right there...you saw it."
"Look...just come down to the station and bail him out." She ducks his head to put him in the back seat.
"With what? We have nothing but each other...please...let him go. He's afraid of people. You can't lock him up. They'll kill him in jail. Please. He'll be terrified. You don't know what jail is like for someone with his mental problems. He don't understand."
She starts to cave. She pulls him back away from the car and spins him around to remove the cuffs, but then Bosco storms up. He gets in R.D.'s face and says, "You wanna start something too?" R.D. looks to Faith for help but says nothing to Bosco. "Get the hell away from me then, or you're goen with your pal."
"Bos...let's turn him loose." Faith interjects. "This is a lotta paper work for nothen."
"Nothen? He spit on me Faith! Everyone saw it. No! He's goen in." He grabs the man from her and shoves him roughly into the back seat, and slams the door.
R.D. steps back and watches as they drive away with the reverend.
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~Thursday, the night before Halloween, 9:30 p.m.
Faith and Bosco are sitting in their RMP eating burgers on their meal break. Faith has finished and crinkles up the papers that her food was wrapped in, and stuffs them into the empty bag. Bosco watches her.
"You're done already? Did you even taste it?"
"I want to get a jump on this paperwork." She pulls a clipboard out from under the seat and starts filling it out.
"We're still on break." he says, taking another bite of his burger. "We got all night to do it."
"We?" She barks at him. "We...have not been doing the paper work...I have. And Fred is giving me shit about getting home so late all the time."
"We haven't worked past our shift in weeks. You should be getting home on time."
"I've been stuck here till after midnight trying to get the paper work done. And tonight you're going to stay if it isn't."
"Alright...tonight I'll stay and help."
"No...tonight you stay and do it. I'm getting home on time for a change."
"I always help you, except for when I have a date after work."
"Which has been every night for the past two or three weeks."
"Hey...it's not my fault that you have no social life after work."
"I have a social life...it's called a family. And tonight I'm getting home to see them"
"Oh, like anyone will be awake when you get there anyway."
She stops writing and glares over at him. She tosses the clipboard and the pen up onto the dash.
He takes another bite out of his burger, and looks over at her. With his mouth full he says, "What are ya doin?"
"Nothen."
"I thought you were gonna get that done now?"
"No." She says with an attitude.
"But you said you wanted to get out on time."
"I'm gonna. You're staying tonight."
"Well...you can still try and get some of it done now."
"I'm on break now." She crosses her arms and looks away out the window.
"Ya know I do have a date tonight. I can be a little late...but...if I show up after midnight, she'll be pissed."
"Don't worry...she probably won't be awake when you get there." She retorts sarcastically.
Soon their break is over and as soon as Faith calls them in as 10-98, they are told to respond to a location...persons injured on the street.
They arrive in front of the address and a man walks up to the car. "Down there." He points towards the alley. "I found them when I was closing up for the night."
They follow him into the alley and see that there are two men laying there. Both are covered in blood. "Did you see anyone else? Anyone running away?" Faith asks.
"No. Just them. I called you right away."
Bosco calls in for the EMT's, but Faith checks them for a pulse and finds they are both dead. He calls in and tells them to send a detective and the coroner instead. She crouches next to the body for a few minutes, studying the injuries that had been inflicted.
"Bos...look. He has the same bite marks on his hand that the guy we found yesterday had on him."
Sully and Davis arrive at the scene.
"What cha got?" Sully asks.
"A couple of guys beaten to death." Faith informs him.
"Were they mugged?" Ty asks.
"Highly unlikely. They were bums." Bosco says.
"You don't know that." Faith shoots back.
"Look at them. They're filthy...I can smell them from here. It's more likely that they were bugging someone for money and got the tables turned on them. Serves 'em right."
"Geeze Bosco...have a little respect for the dead." Sully reprimands him.
"I have respect for the dead...it's this 'living dead' that I have no respect for. I say good riddance. These street people are just a blemish on society."
"It looks like we have a rash of this happenin." Sully tells them. "We've responded to three calls this week on dead street people. And we've been finden them in groups of two or three...not just one at a time like usual."
"We got one yesterday. There were two bodies there too."
"Well they still ain't killen 'em off quick enough for me." Bosco says.
Faith notices a pair of homeless men, standing around watching amongst the onlookers, giving Bosco an angry glare. "Alright Bos...c'mon. Keep your opinions to yourself. People can hear you."
He looks around at the crowd that is gathering and spots the two men that Faith noticed. "What...you mean these people? These people don't have feelings to hurt." He steps over to them, making a sour face and waving a hand in front of it, indicating that they stink. "Were these guys friends of yours?" he taunts as he points to the dead men. "Are you sad that they're dead?" He tips his head and gives them a smirk. "Or are you sad because you didn't get a chance to steal their shoes before we got here? Huh?"
"That's enough." She grabs his arm, leans in close and says to him quietly but sternly, "You're embarrassing me. Knock it off."
R.D. stares angrily at Bosco. He knew they'd made a mistake coming back to the scene, but when the family had returned back at their lair after the attack, they realized that no one had removed the shoes from the two bastards. There are items they need desperately, and their survival hinges on getting these items at all costs. And the man with him, they call the reverend...because he preaches his own gospel to them, needs shoes...just as the mean little cop accused.
Then the reverend shouts out at Bosco, "One day the meek shall inherit the earth. And when we do...you will get what's coming to you."
"What did you say?" Bosco turns to him. "Did you just threaten me?"
Faith tries to pull him back by his arm but he shrugs her hand off, and steps up to the man. "Did I hear a threat?" Bosco asks again.
The bum spits on him. Bosco lunges at the man, but Faith steps quickly between them, as Davis and Sully grab Bosco by his arms and pull him away. Faith quickly grabs the bum, overpowers him backwards, and slams him up against the brick wall. She applies the cuffs to him, and walks him to the RMP. She glances back, giving Bosco a nasty look.
R.D. follows her as she escorts the reverend to the car, and tries to reason with her.
"Please don't take him. He didn't do anything wrong." She ignores him. "He's harmless. C'mon he's a little crazy but he'd never hurt anyone."
"He spit on a police officer." She says trying to justify the arrest to herself more than to him.
"He's sorry...aren't ya rev? Tell her you're sorry." The reverend starts rambling about the end coming, and how we are all being watched and judged by God. "Please...he's my friend. I'll watch him...I'll make sure he stays out of trouble. Don't take him away."
"I'm sorry...I have ta do my job."
"He didn't start it...that cop did. You were right there...you saw it."
"Look...just come down to the station and bail him out." She ducks his head to put him in the back seat.
"With what? We have nothing but each other...please...let him go. He's afraid of people. You can't lock him up. They'll kill him in jail. Please. He'll be terrified. You don't know what jail is like for someone with his mental problems. He don't understand."
She starts to cave. She pulls him back away from the car and spins him around to remove the cuffs, but then Bosco storms up. He gets in R.D.'s face and says, "You wanna start something too?" R.D. looks to Faith for help but says nothing to Bosco. "Get the hell away from me then, or you're goen with your pal."
"Bos...let's turn him loose." Faith interjects. "This is a lotta paper work for nothen."
"Nothen? He spit on me Faith! Everyone saw it. No! He's goen in." He grabs the man from her and shoves him roughly into the back seat, and slams the door.
R.D. steps back and watches as they drive away with the reverend.
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