Simpatico

by Farmer847

Just a few weeks following the aftermath of Sonia's eventful return, the gang is faced with an unscrupulous killer who is targeting public servants. Their struggle for progress and increased scrutiny from the ranks above brings up some tough questions and painful truths, threatening the future of New York's greatest crime fighting team.

10. Chapter 10

Got a busy weekend coming up on the farm so I may not update this story for a few days. Thank you for all the kind reviews.

Half an hour later, they had traded suits and ties for bullet-proof vests and BDU's, readying themselves to face a man who quite possibly was responsible for the ruthless murder of five innocent city workers, all of them beaten to or near death and then dispatched with a killing shot to the head.

Knowing that over half of them were cops did little to assuage their tension.

As such, Esposito had taken the lead, his past in combat situations making him more comfortable in that position.

They approached the door to the downtrodden apartment complex cautiously, surprised that anyone would be willing to live in such poor conditions to begin with.

Apartment 414 was the winner for the day, and they walked up to the door slowly, preparing to position themselves on either side.

Between the vast criminal record and history of gun registration violations, there was no telling whether Ruben Oseguiro would be cooperative, or await them with an arsenal of weapons, ready to turn this apartment complex into a heap of powder if it meant getting away.

Drawing in a ceremonial last breath, Esposito moved off to the right, allowing Kevin the spot near the door handle. With a faint nod, he beckoned him to knock, only to see his partner hesitate.

"Javi, you are scowling again.", Kevin whispered worriedly, "You know that scares people."

Deciding to ease up on the tension in his jaw, Esposito shrugged dismissively, before pointing back at the door.

"Will you just knock?"

"I am getting there.", Kevin countered and leaned against the plaster wall, "I just wanted to make sure you are ready."

"I am ready.", Esposito hissed back, slowly but surely losing his patience, "Will you just knock?"

"I am about to."

"Then do it!"

"Alright already!"

With a frustrated scoff, Kevin leaned his head against the cold wall, knocking twice, before raising his voice to a frightening bellow.

"NYPD. OPEN UP!"

Little did they expect that those words would unleash a hail of gunfire for the next forty-five seconds.