Chapter 2-
Jaidin sat at her post in shock. She couldn't believe what she was reading. There had to some mistake made while processing the prints. As she sat there she began to attempt to read what the lab report stated but all she could focus on was the victim's name.
"Michael Anthony Boscorelli." She didn't even realize that she read it out loud until the lab technician voice broke through her thought process.
"Officer, is there a problem with the forms?" The tech had an impatient tone but that didn't faze her. She wanted to be one hundred percent sure that the identification was correct.
"What's your name?"
"Michelle Browning." She answered back.
"Are you sure there was no mistake made while identifying the victim?" There was a small glimmer of hope in her mind.
"No ma'am. Three technicians must sign off before the paperwork is released to NYPD."
"What precinct is this being sent to?"
"This is being sent to the detective squad over at the 55th precinct. Now if there isn't a problem, could you please sign the release form? They're expecting the results as soon as possible." Michelle handed Jaidin a pen, making sure to get her point across.
"Sorry about that." She took the pen and signed off on the form.
Jaidin's day started off fairly decent. This morning she took Angelize to breakfast and shopping at Toys R Us before heading over to the babysitter's. Once Angelize arrived at the sitter's and saw the kids, it almost seemed like all that was bothering her floated away. Having that happen also lifted 20 pound off of Jaidin's shoulders. Then once she got to work she received the news that she was being transferred over to the 55th precinct, which is what she had wanted since her probation finished earlier this month.
Michelle took the papers and walked behind Jaidin to the fax machine. As she dialed the numbers, she couldn't help but notice the officer's upset demeanor. Whoever this Michael Boscorelli was must have been someone important to her. Once the fax went through she approached the officer.
"Look, I apologize for coming off harshly earlier. It's just that I'm new and don't want to catch heat for not doing what I'm supposed to when I'm supposed to."
"It's ok. I understand."
"Did you know the victim?"
"Yea. He's my niece's father. Where were those prints lifted from?" she had to try to find out as much as she could about what might have happened.
"We received a severed hand about 2 hours ago but from what I was told there were a few other body parts recovered from the scene." She sympathized with the officer. She knew what it was like to lose someone but thank goodness not that violently. Whatever this Boscorelli guy did must have been bad to be killed in the way he had been. She was paged and returned to her job.
The tech's words echoed in Jaidin's mind... "A severed hand and a few other body parts." She couldn't help but wonder who would have done something like that to him. Her main concern however was Angelize and how she was going to take the news that her dad wasn't going to be around anymore. It was hard enough when she'd thought that he'd be away for a little while but now it was permanent. He wasn't coming back and she had just lost another parent. Knowing that Angelize should hear the news from her and no one else, she went back to her RMP and headed to her station house.
Upon arrival, her lieutenant greeted her with a scowl.
"What are you doing back here Contreras?"
"I've just received word of a death in the family and I need some loss time lieu. My niece, who is in my custody, her father, was murdered tonight. His remains were discovered tonight over at the 55th precinct."
"How much time do you need?" he fairly understood about the whole thing. Plus he had heard the gory details from Swersky. "Go and call tomorrow to let me know what's going on."
"Thank you sir." With that said she rushed into the locker room to change into her civvies and tried to figure out how the hell to tell a three and a half year old girl her daddy's gone.
Earlier, Jaidin had left Angelize in the care of her step- sister Jennifer because Angelize was comfortable with her and Jennifer also took care of her sisters' kids so Angelize always had someone to play with. She called ahead and told Jen to have Angelize ready mainly because she didn't want to have to talk to anyone else about what was going on until the baby knew. She was only three and a half but deserved to know the truth about her father and not some diluted story that he'll be home soon.
While driving her thoughts were on the phone call with Michael last night. He had asked her if she would be there for Angelize if something had happened to him. That led her to believe he knew something was going to happen and that someone was going to hurt him. It also angered her because he knew that she was a cop and that she would have done anything to try to help him. The last thing he told her was to make sure that the baby remembered him and how much he loved her and just hearing his tone of voice, the sadness, brought the tears to her eyes faster than she could catch them.
Pulling up to the front of the building, Angelize ran out to the car. Jennifer always knew Jaidin the best and if she left her job, it was because something happened. She also noticed her tear stained face.
"So are you going to tell me what happened?" Jennifer hated to see her stepsister so upset and not tell her about it. She felt like she owed it to her to be there for her. After all, when Bobby was killed, Jaidin was her backbone to help her get through one of the hardest things that she ever had to deal with.
"I've gotta have a talk with Angelize first. Then we'll talk." She forced a smile across her face.
"That's fine. Hey lil miss where's my kiss goodbye?" Jennifer jokingly put her hands on her hips.
"Bye Titi Jenni." Angelize jumped up on her tippy toes and kissed her aunt on the cheek.
"I'll call you later and we'll talk ok." Jaidin couldn't have kept this inside for long. It would've eaten her up inside.
Once settled into the car, Jaidin began driving towards their apartment. Angelize sat in her seat singing along with Hoobastank's The Reason. Ironic wasn't it though, the lyrics to the song, it almost seemed like it was Mikey coming through the lyrics.
"And the weason is you." Angelize sang with all her little heart. It was the cutest and the saddest thing Jaidin had ever seen and it broke her heart.
"Angel, we have to have a talk ok." She lowered the music.
"You ok Titi? Why you look sad?"
"I've got some bad news baby. But don't want you to get upset ok." Taking a deep breath, she began to make the attempt to break the news gently.
"At work, you're daddy called me."
"You talked to dada?"
"Yes. Your dada has to do work for God. He's going to help God make a house in heaven."
"When's he coming back?"
"He's not baby. He's going to be living in heaven with Tio Bobby."
"But I want him here." She began pouting and the tears slowing escaped from her big green eyes and down her chubby little cheeks. "Titi for my birthday, no toys. I want my dada."
"I can't do that baby. I'm so sorry but I can't." Her heart broke at the sound of angel's request but there was nothing she or anyone could do to bring him back. On the other hand, she could only wonder if Michael had family, how they must be coping with his gruesome ending. Then the question of should she make the attempt to contact them and let them know of Angelize's existence. Or what if they already knew and just didn't want to be involved with her. Little did she know that Michael already knew how she thought and sent her the answer she needed.
Jaidin sat at her post in shock. She couldn't believe what she was reading. There had to some mistake made while processing the prints. As she sat there she began to attempt to read what the lab report stated but all she could focus on was the victim's name.
"Michael Anthony Boscorelli." She didn't even realize that she read it out loud until the lab technician voice broke through her thought process.
"Officer, is there a problem with the forms?" The tech had an impatient tone but that didn't faze her. She wanted to be one hundred percent sure that the identification was correct.
"What's your name?"
"Michelle Browning." She answered back.
"Are you sure there was no mistake made while identifying the victim?" There was a small glimmer of hope in her mind.
"No ma'am. Three technicians must sign off before the paperwork is released to NYPD."
"What precinct is this being sent to?"
"This is being sent to the detective squad over at the 55th precinct. Now if there isn't a problem, could you please sign the release form? They're expecting the results as soon as possible." Michelle handed Jaidin a pen, making sure to get her point across.
"Sorry about that." She took the pen and signed off on the form.
Jaidin's day started off fairly decent. This morning she took Angelize to breakfast and shopping at Toys R Us before heading over to the babysitter's. Once Angelize arrived at the sitter's and saw the kids, it almost seemed like all that was bothering her floated away. Having that happen also lifted 20 pound off of Jaidin's shoulders. Then once she got to work she received the news that she was being transferred over to the 55th precinct, which is what she had wanted since her probation finished earlier this month.
Michelle took the papers and walked behind Jaidin to the fax machine. As she dialed the numbers, she couldn't help but notice the officer's upset demeanor. Whoever this Michael Boscorelli was must have been someone important to her. Once the fax went through she approached the officer.
"Look, I apologize for coming off harshly earlier. It's just that I'm new and don't want to catch heat for not doing what I'm supposed to when I'm supposed to."
"It's ok. I understand."
"Did you know the victim?"
"Yea. He's my niece's father. Where were those prints lifted from?" she had to try to find out as much as she could about what might have happened.
"We received a severed hand about 2 hours ago but from what I was told there were a few other body parts recovered from the scene." She sympathized with the officer. She knew what it was like to lose someone but thank goodness not that violently. Whatever this Boscorelli guy did must have been bad to be killed in the way he had been. She was paged and returned to her job.
The tech's words echoed in Jaidin's mind... "A severed hand and a few other body parts." She couldn't help but wonder who would have done something like that to him. Her main concern however was Angelize and how she was going to take the news that her dad wasn't going to be around anymore. It was hard enough when she'd thought that he'd be away for a little while but now it was permanent. He wasn't coming back and she had just lost another parent. Knowing that Angelize should hear the news from her and no one else, she went back to her RMP and headed to her station house.
Upon arrival, her lieutenant greeted her with a scowl.
"What are you doing back here Contreras?"
"I've just received word of a death in the family and I need some loss time lieu. My niece, who is in my custody, her father, was murdered tonight. His remains were discovered tonight over at the 55th precinct."
"How much time do you need?" he fairly understood about the whole thing. Plus he had heard the gory details from Swersky. "Go and call tomorrow to let me know what's going on."
"Thank you sir." With that said she rushed into the locker room to change into her civvies and tried to figure out how the hell to tell a three and a half year old girl her daddy's gone.
Earlier, Jaidin had left Angelize in the care of her step- sister Jennifer because Angelize was comfortable with her and Jennifer also took care of her sisters' kids so Angelize always had someone to play with. She called ahead and told Jen to have Angelize ready mainly because she didn't want to have to talk to anyone else about what was going on until the baby knew. She was only three and a half but deserved to know the truth about her father and not some diluted story that he'll be home soon.
While driving her thoughts were on the phone call with Michael last night. He had asked her if she would be there for Angelize if something had happened to him. That led her to believe he knew something was going to happen and that someone was going to hurt him. It also angered her because he knew that she was a cop and that she would have done anything to try to help him. The last thing he told her was to make sure that the baby remembered him and how much he loved her and just hearing his tone of voice, the sadness, brought the tears to her eyes faster than she could catch them.
Pulling up to the front of the building, Angelize ran out to the car. Jennifer always knew Jaidin the best and if she left her job, it was because something happened. She also noticed her tear stained face.
"So are you going to tell me what happened?" Jennifer hated to see her stepsister so upset and not tell her about it. She felt like she owed it to her to be there for her. After all, when Bobby was killed, Jaidin was her backbone to help her get through one of the hardest things that she ever had to deal with.
"I've gotta have a talk with Angelize first. Then we'll talk." She forced a smile across her face.
"That's fine. Hey lil miss where's my kiss goodbye?" Jennifer jokingly put her hands on her hips.
"Bye Titi Jenni." Angelize jumped up on her tippy toes and kissed her aunt on the cheek.
"I'll call you later and we'll talk ok." Jaidin couldn't have kept this inside for long. It would've eaten her up inside.
Once settled into the car, Jaidin began driving towards their apartment. Angelize sat in her seat singing along with Hoobastank's The Reason. Ironic wasn't it though, the lyrics to the song, it almost seemed like it was Mikey coming through the lyrics.
"And the weason is you." Angelize sang with all her little heart. It was the cutest and the saddest thing Jaidin had ever seen and it broke her heart.
"Angel, we have to have a talk ok." She lowered the music.
"You ok Titi? Why you look sad?"
"I've got some bad news baby. But don't want you to get upset ok." Taking a deep breath, she began to make the attempt to break the news gently.
"At work, you're daddy called me."
"You talked to dada?"
"Yes. Your dada has to do work for God. He's going to help God make a house in heaven."
"When's he coming back?"
"He's not baby. He's going to be living in heaven with Tio Bobby."
"But I want him here." She began pouting and the tears slowing escaped from her big green eyes and down her chubby little cheeks. "Titi for my birthday, no toys. I want my dada."
"I can't do that baby. I'm so sorry but I can't." Her heart broke at the sound of angel's request but there was nothing she or anyone could do to bring him back. On the other hand, she could only wonder if Michael had family, how they must be coping with his gruesome ending. Then the question of should she make the attempt to contact them and let them know of Angelize's existence. Or what if they already knew and just didn't want to be involved with her. Little did she know that Michael already knew how she thought and sent her the answer she needed.