Maritza Cruz could see that Bosco wasn't in Meteor. But because she was a dedicated, thorough cop, and because she had more than a professional interest in this, she checked more than once.

She had lied to Ty on the radio. Bosco and an old girlfriend didn't used to kick it here.

This was a place she and Bosco used to hang at after work.

She made her way into the smoky, dimly lit back. Ignoring the wolf whistles, and sexual innuendoes that were frequently called her way. Ordinarily, she would've found the offenders, rip their balls off, and stuff 'em down their throats.

But she didn't have time for that right now.

Bosco might be in trouble, or doing something incredibly stupid. Either harming himself intentionally, or risking his life in the name of revenge.

Though she could hardly blame him for wanting revenge...didn't she want the exact same thing, after Letty's death?

She had gone to the morgue, and seen Michael Boscorelli's body. Even though, she was a cop, hardened violence, she had winced. The wounds were vicious. Whoever had done it, didn't want him walking away.

And she had winced because he was Bosco's brother, someone he had loved.

Because she could see Bosco so vividly in the ripped, battered face, and could envision him on the slab, instead of Michael.

Now at the bar, she noticed a few regulars, and asked if they had seen Bosco.

All she got was a couple of slurred "Nope's", and head-shakes.

Goddamnit.

She took out her portable radio, wincing at the interference. She went outside Meteor, and fiddled with it until it cleared.

"Davis." She ran a hand through her hair, shivering in the cold air.

"Yeah, that you Sarge?"

"Yeah. There's no sign of Bosco, and no one's seen him."

"We just finished with his apartment. It's empty. Looks like no one's been here," Ty paused, "You don't think he's done anything stupid?"

Looks like Davis had been thinking along the same lines she had.

"Hell, I don't know. I wouldn't think so. Bosco's not like that, but..." she let the sentence hang.

"Let's hope it's nothin' like that.." Ty's voice was heavy.

"You haven't mentioned your theory to those other officers, have you? That newbie, and her partner?

"No, I haven't said anything to anyone. Even to Sully."

"Okay. Keep in touch."

"Will do."

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Kinsey Gallagher nearly sighed with relief Rose Boscorelli's sister, Amelia Beckett, walked through the door.

She had been sitting with the grief-stricken woman for the past half hour, wondering what in the hell she should do.

So when woman came in, Kinsey had to restrain herself from hugging her.

Instead she stood, straightening her uniform, "Ma'am, I'm Officer Gallagher." and offered her hand.

Amelia took it, and sadly glanced at her sister lying, nearly comatose on the sofa.

"I always wondered which one would go first. Michael or Bosco." the woman said softly.

"Excuse me, Ma'am?"

Amelia sighed, "You probably already knew that Mikey was a drug addict. And Bosco, because of your job, is always taking such risks. I've forgotten the times Rose has called me to talk because Bosco had been injured in the line-of-duty. But it is a noble cause...what he does and he turned out the polar opposite of his father."

Kinsey was curious about that remark, but she was silent. Couldn't pry into family affairs.

"Well, if you need anything ma'am, or if Mrs. Boscorelli needs anything," Kinsey grabbed a pen, and scribbled some numbers on a slip of paper, "Here's my cell phone number. I'll have it on. I'd stay here," But I can't sit with this poor woman anymore, "But my superior called me in on a search."

"I understand. Thanks for sitting with her." Amelia said.

Kinsey nodded, and quietly slipped out of the door.

On the way down the stairs, she took her portable radio off of her belt, "This is Officer Gallagher at 234 Kasdan Street. Sergeant Cruz, are you there?"

A brisk, somewhat familiar voice came on the line, "Yeah, this is Cruz."

"This is Officer Gallagher...I just finished watching Officer Boscorelli's mother, and Lieutenant Swersky said that after I was done here to see if you needed any help."

There was a short pause, then a sigh, "Yeah, I haven't found shit, but another pair of eyes might help. I'm at a bar called Meteor... know where that is?"

"Yes, I've been there a few times. I'll be right there."