Disclaimer: I do not own the wrestlers and the McMahon's in this story,
they do own themselves last I checked. I do not wish to get sued plus even
if I did, I don't have anything of value, so go ahead then make my day.
A/N: Okay so in the interest of keeping with trying to update stories I am going to go with the easy ones first. I took care of one on my other account and now am the time to do it over here as well. With all of the changes on fan fic I see people's stories getting kicked and I am thankful at this moment that it's been like a month since I got one of mine kicked. Being booted and not being able to update blows. So here goes nothing and it's time to see if the people are still as interested in this story as they once were.
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Pulling away from Stephanie, both of them hot and desperate for air, Dave grabbed the remote control.
"We aren't even dating and already you're getting territorial?"
Dave laughed and looking at the time flipped to the local news. What he saw next on the screen made his blood run cold.
"Bret Marcus Havermann, a twenty year veteran of the New York Police Department was shot and killed tonight in the offices of Vincent Kennedy McMahon, WWE Chairman. Officers on the scene have taken Vince in for questioning with an arrest eminent. Our condolences go out to Detective Havermann's family at this time. More updates from the scene as we get them. Back to you in the studio's guys."
Flicking off the television and throwing down the remote with a loud crash, Dave swore under his breath.
"God Dave, that's your partner! I'm so sorry." Standing from the couch, not even glancing towards her or hearing her words, he mumbled something about having to go and moving as quickly as possible, he walked out into the cold wind. He had to talk to McMahon before anyone else could. He needed to find out who killed his partner.
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"Okay Vince, you've got my attention now, hell you've got the entire NYPD's attention. Why did you do it?"
"I did not shoot Detective Havermann gentleman. But I do know who did it."
Dave slammed his fist down on the table almost sure at that moment that he'd gone all the way through it. He was in no mood to play games with this man. Bret had warned him when the case had first started not to get too involved and he should have listened. Ever since he had laid eyes on Stephanie people seemed to be dying. First there was her injury and quickly following that was Rena Mero and now Bret Havermann and all because he had gotten too involved.
"Vince tell us who did it and I'll personally let you walk out of here and never bother you or your family again."
"Listen to him McMahon, if you don't tell us, I will put you under arrest for the three murders and your very own daughters attack. You'll be lucky not to get death as a cop killer."
"You can't arrest me, because you have no evidence." Vince stated keeping his voice even. He couldn't trust the police to put an end to this so he felt that he had to keep quiet so that he could.
Dave knew he had a point and feeling the anger growing slowly inside of him, part hatred for this cocky shit head that would get away with murder and part self hatred for himself, he walked out of the interrogation room and straight to Havermann's desk.
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"My sources tell me that Vince isn't talking. He knows Chris did it, and he doesn't want to let it get out for some reason."
"So he wants to go to prison for these murders then?"
"That's what it looks like. Either that or he thinks that Chris is the mastermind behind it all and wants to call him out alone."
"That's absurd but it sounds like Vince. He hasn't changed one bit over the years you know that? And I should know."
"There is no way that we can be tied to all of this babe. I know you have been worried about it but if Chris talks, then he knows he dies."
"I have been worried about it, but we're so close to achieving what we need that I no longer care if he does decide to talk or that we can be tied to all of this."
"That's my girl."
"Always. No one is ever going to screw with us again, and I'll make damn sure of that."
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Opening the door, he motioned for the chief to come out of the room. After cooling down, Dave had remembered that Bret had gone through his desk hoping to learn something about him so now that his partner was gone, Dave had followed suit. After five minutes of only seeing useless papers, he came across an envelope with a case number and a date on it. After opening it he realized that he had to show it to the chief.
"What is it Williams? If you haven't guessed I'm trying to land a confession here."
"I found evidence in Havermann's desk sir. Call it a hunch but I knew I had to look."
"What kind of evidence are we talking about here Williams?"
"Like killer evidence sir. Didn't you say they found something at Havermann's shooting as well? Because this is from the Mero murder."
"Where are you going with this?"
"He didn't do it sir, but someone is going to a lot of trouble to make it seem like he did, and he is doing nothing to try and make sure they don't succeed."
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A/N2: There's the next installment with more to come later as the reviews come in, so let me know what you think and as always keep the ideas on who is doing the killing coming, its funny to get all your guesses and see how on the map or off the map they are. Love ya guys and thanks for sticking with me thus far!
A/N: Okay so in the interest of keeping with trying to update stories I am going to go with the easy ones first. I took care of one on my other account and now am the time to do it over here as well. With all of the changes on fan fic I see people's stories getting kicked and I am thankful at this moment that it's been like a month since I got one of mine kicked. Being booted and not being able to update blows. So here goes nothing and it's time to see if the people are still as interested in this story as they once were.
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Pulling away from Stephanie, both of them hot and desperate for air, Dave grabbed the remote control.
"We aren't even dating and already you're getting territorial?"
Dave laughed and looking at the time flipped to the local news. What he saw next on the screen made his blood run cold.
"Bret Marcus Havermann, a twenty year veteran of the New York Police Department was shot and killed tonight in the offices of Vincent Kennedy McMahon, WWE Chairman. Officers on the scene have taken Vince in for questioning with an arrest eminent. Our condolences go out to Detective Havermann's family at this time. More updates from the scene as we get them. Back to you in the studio's guys."
Flicking off the television and throwing down the remote with a loud crash, Dave swore under his breath.
"God Dave, that's your partner! I'm so sorry." Standing from the couch, not even glancing towards her or hearing her words, he mumbled something about having to go and moving as quickly as possible, he walked out into the cold wind. He had to talk to McMahon before anyone else could. He needed to find out who killed his partner.
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"Okay Vince, you've got my attention now, hell you've got the entire NYPD's attention. Why did you do it?"
"I did not shoot Detective Havermann gentleman. But I do know who did it."
Dave slammed his fist down on the table almost sure at that moment that he'd gone all the way through it. He was in no mood to play games with this man. Bret had warned him when the case had first started not to get too involved and he should have listened. Ever since he had laid eyes on Stephanie people seemed to be dying. First there was her injury and quickly following that was Rena Mero and now Bret Havermann and all because he had gotten too involved.
"Vince tell us who did it and I'll personally let you walk out of here and never bother you or your family again."
"Listen to him McMahon, if you don't tell us, I will put you under arrest for the three murders and your very own daughters attack. You'll be lucky not to get death as a cop killer."
"You can't arrest me, because you have no evidence." Vince stated keeping his voice even. He couldn't trust the police to put an end to this so he felt that he had to keep quiet so that he could.
Dave knew he had a point and feeling the anger growing slowly inside of him, part hatred for this cocky shit head that would get away with murder and part self hatred for himself, he walked out of the interrogation room and straight to Havermann's desk.
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"My sources tell me that Vince isn't talking. He knows Chris did it, and he doesn't want to let it get out for some reason."
"So he wants to go to prison for these murders then?"
"That's what it looks like. Either that or he thinks that Chris is the mastermind behind it all and wants to call him out alone."
"That's absurd but it sounds like Vince. He hasn't changed one bit over the years you know that? And I should know."
"There is no way that we can be tied to all of this babe. I know you have been worried about it but if Chris talks, then he knows he dies."
"I have been worried about it, but we're so close to achieving what we need that I no longer care if he does decide to talk or that we can be tied to all of this."
"That's my girl."
"Always. No one is ever going to screw with us again, and I'll make damn sure of that."
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Opening the door, he motioned for the chief to come out of the room. After cooling down, Dave had remembered that Bret had gone through his desk hoping to learn something about him so now that his partner was gone, Dave had followed suit. After five minutes of only seeing useless papers, he came across an envelope with a case number and a date on it. After opening it he realized that he had to show it to the chief.
"What is it Williams? If you haven't guessed I'm trying to land a confession here."
"I found evidence in Havermann's desk sir. Call it a hunch but I knew I had to look."
"What kind of evidence are we talking about here Williams?"
"Like killer evidence sir. Didn't you say they found something at Havermann's shooting as well? Because this is from the Mero murder."
"Where are you going with this?"
"He didn't do it sir, but someone is going to a lot of trouble to make it seem like he did, and he is doing nothing to try and make sure they don't succeed."
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A/N2: There's the next installment with more to come later as the reviews come in, so let me know what you think and as always keep the ideas on who is doing the killing coming, its funny to get all your guesses and see how on the map or off the map they are. Love ya guys and thanks for sticking with me thus far!