Ty Davis watched in amazement as Maurice Boscorelli ran past him and the other cops, elbowing through a sea of blue uniforms, not stopping to apologize.
The amazement then turned to confusion when Swersky ran out of his office after Bosco, "Bosco!"
He shut up when he realized that the whole precinct was watching him.
Ty hurried over, "Lieu, what the hell's going on?"
Swersky shook his head, jowls flopping, "I can't tell you. It's a personal matter...oh, what the hell. I guess maybe if you know, maybe you can talk to him. I got a call from one of our patrols about a D.B., which ended up being Bosco's younger brother. Somebody stabbed him to death in alleyway."
Ty cringed, "Ohh-kay, I'll go get Sully, and we'll see if we can find him."
"He'll probably be at Mercy, the bus took the body to the morgue." Swersky said.
"Okay."
Ty hurried back to the locker room, bumping into Bosco's partner, Sasha Monroe on the way there, "Is Sully in there?" he asked quickly.
"Yeah, he just got here. Why, something wrong?"
"Yeah. You know how Swersky called Bosco in?"
"Yeah. So?"
"Uh, well... his brother was killed downtown. Somebody stabbed him, and Bosco just took outta here like a bat out of hell." Ty said.
Sasha looked frozen for a moment, "Poor Bosco."
"Yeah, anyway, Sully and I gotta go look for him. Talk to ya later."
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Sasha wandered around for a moment, thinking about Bosco. Sure, sometimes she didn't like him, and they argued a lot, but she could only imagine the pain he was in right now. She had two brothers and a sister and she could only imagine what it would be like if one of them were brutally murdered-
In her daze, she didn't notice Sergeant Maritza Cruz until she said "Hey Monroe, anybody home?"
"Oh, hey Cruz, I was just thinking."
"'Bout what?" Cruz asked. She seemed better today, a little more spirit in her dark eyes.
"Bosco."
"Bosco? What about him?"
Was it just Sasha's imagination or did Cruz's tone hold a tint of jealousy? Her dark eyes were staring at Sasha a bit suspiciously. She ran a hand through her straight black hair, waiting for a reply.
"Something awful happened to him." Sasha said.
Cruz stopped in her tracks and a look of terror played out on her features, "What do you mean something happened to him? He get shot?"
"No, well, his younger brother was killed this morning downtown."
The terror on her face changed... to something Sasha couldn't identify. Was it sympathy? Understanding maybe? Cruz's younger sister, Leticia, had died not that long ago, if Sasha understood right.
"Where is he now?"
Cruz's voice, soft with concern, interrupted Sasha's thoughts, "Nobody knows for sure. Swersky thinks Mercy 'cause that's where they took the body."
Cruz nodded, "Okay, let's go."
"But Ty and Sully are already..."
"Doesn't matter. We're going, too." Cruz replied firmly.
Sasha was confused, but obeyed. After all, Cruz was the superior officer.
They took the 55-David, Bosco and Sasha's patrol car, instead of the van that they had been using for undercover for the past few weeks.
They arrived at Mercy in fifteen minutes, meeting Ty and Sully there.
"Hey, what are you two doing here?" Sully asked, his tone somber.
"Same thing as you. Lookin' for Bosco." Sasha said.
"Why did Swersky send us to the same place?" Ty queried.
"He didn't. I'm doin' this out of the goodness of my heart. Gotta problem?" Cruz asked.
Ty held up his hands placatingly, "No, no problem."
They headed towards the elevator.
"I hate the morgue." Sasha muttered
"Yeah, well I think everyone here agrees with you there." Ty said.
They were almost there when Mary Procter, the motherly, round ER nurse stepped out, "You're too late."
The four cops turned, "Huh?"
"If you're looking for Bosco, which I bet you are, you're too late. He's already been here... and left."
"Did he say where he was going?" Cruz asked the nurse.
"No," Procter winced, "And unfortunately, if you're wondering, he did view his brother. And the body was in terrible condition, beaten, multiple stab wounds to the abdomen, chest, back and even his face, Bosco wasn't doing well when he left."
Cruz sighed, "Okay, this is gonna be harder that we first thought," she turned to Sully, "Has anybody notified Bosco's mother?"
"No."
"Okay, I think somebody should probably do that. I'll call Swersky, and have him send somebody over."
She turned to Sasha, "Okay, I don't know if this is a good idea, but maybe you should tell Yokas what happened. Maybe she'd have some idea where Bosco would go."
Sasha nodded slowly, "Okay, will do."
"Do you two want to just look around? I know it'll just be a shot in the dark, but I don't know what else to do." Cruz said to Ty and Sully.
"Sure, maybe Swersky will even give us a couple more guys to look." Ty said.
Cruz nodded and pulled out her cell phone, and dialed Swersky's number.
"Lieutenant Swersky."
"Swersky, this is Cruz. We got to Mercy, Bosco was here, but he's already left. Procter said he wasn't doing very well when he left, and he wouldn't say where he was going."
"Shit."
"Yeah, well, I thought I'd have Sullivan and Davis canvas the area, could we spare a couple of guys to help?"
"Yeah. Anything else?"
"Yeah, actually I'm sending Monroe over to Faith Yokas's house, I thought she might know where Bosco might go. But I was wondering if you could send someone, preferably a woman, over to break the news to Mrs. Boscorelli."
There was a sigh, "Hell, I never thought about that. Yeah, I'll get right on it."
"Okay."
