Broken Wing
Chapter 4
Disclaimer: I own nothing!
Authors note: I don't really have anything to say :) so hope you like the new installment :) If not well let me know :)
Feedback: always wanted. Let me know what you're thinking.
E-Mail: Wine_into_water@hotmail.com
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Mikey walked out to his car unaware of the person lurking in the shadows watching his every move. He sat in the car and started it. He didn't leave right away instead he looked up towards Maurice's apartment. He thought back to the look in his brothers eyes when he had found out the truth. It was hidden behind the anger and sadness but it was there, fear. He hadn't seen that kind of fear in Mo's eyes since they were kids. Fear of not knowing what happened, not knowing how to make things better, not knowing what came next. Mikey was going to do everything in his power to help him, he hadn't known Faith all that well. Just the few times she had went to the bar with Mo but he liked her, she was always good to him and she was the only one he knew that could handle Maurice, to stop him from going over the edge, Even Ma didn't have that power.
Mikey clicked the car in drive and pulled out of the parking spot and headed for the one place he knew he would be able to find some answers. A short time later he was standing outside of what looked like an abandoned building. Actually it was a bar called "The Palace" It's patrons were the worst of the worst. This crowed was the the bad bunch. As you walked in you could almost spell the blood on their hands.
He made his way to the bar and asked for Glen. Glen was an old friend of his who had the knack of hearing anything and everything that was going down in this circle. He would be Mikey's best bet for information. The bar tender pointed to the far corner of the room. Mikey nodded and grabbed a bear and went to sit down with Glen.
"Hey man! What's up." Mikey asked casually.
"Mike man good to see you. It's been to long. What brings you in here?"
"What? I can't come here and have a drink with an old friend.?"
Glen let out a small laugh, "No not in this place, so what's up?"
He had known Glen to long it was no use hinting around the subject so he just came out with it..
"What do you know about a woman who was grabbed a while back, a cop."
The grin Glen had been wearing disappeared, "I don't know a thing."
"Don't mess with me Glen It's important so what do you know?" He asked getting irritated..
"Look Mike I said I didn't know anything so leave me alone."
Mikey stood up grabbing his beer bottle and breaking it on the table. He held the shattered end to Glens throat. "I'll only ask one more time, What do you know?" Mike said calmly as if this was an everyday occurrence for him. In this place it was but not For Mikey. He had no intention of actually doing anything but he knew Glen was a coward and would fold easy so he was just putting on a show to scare him a bit.
"Mike what are you doing!" Glen asked scared.
"I want information and you can give it to me so I'm just giving you the motivation to do it."
"Ok. OK fine, look I don't know much. Just back off ok?"
Mikey took a step back and dropped his hand down still holding on to the bottle.
"I only heard some stuff around here, nothing cocreate, you know?"
Mikey stared at him waiting for him to go on.
"She was grabbed a few weeks ago. It was Jerico's men but it wasn't Jerico's orders They're working for some other guy."
"What guy?"
"I don't know, it's a new guy in town." Glen said still shaken.
"Why her? Why not somebody else?"
"I don't know why..."
Mikey held the bottle back up.
"Look I'm telling the truth man, I don't know."
Convinced Glen didn't know, Mikey asked another question, one that he wasn't sure he wanted to hear the answer too. "What did they do to her?"
"I heard they beat her a lot, one time these guys came in here laughing that they had beat her so bad they thought she wasn't going to make the night."
Mikey's body was turning numb just thinking of Faith locked away somewhere going through that. He didn't know if he would be able to tell Mo about it. It was making him feel this way and he barely knew Faith, he could only imagine what this information would do to Maurice. They could tell she had been hit but it didn't look like it had been that bad. They must have let her heal up some before letting her go.
"Then the pumped her up with some junk, got her hooked hard."
"Son of a bitch, why didn't you say anything?" Mikey asked getting the angry feeling back in him.
"What? Am I suppose to run to you every time I hear something? What's the big deal anyway. She was just some bitch cop that they had some fun with and threw away like the trash she was."
He hadn't even had the chance to close his mouth. Mikey was on him and had him on the ground with the broken bottle to his throat. He was pressing on it so hard blood started to trickle out.
"Were can I find these guys?" he spat out at he pushed a little harder.
"They come in here every night usually around Eleven, but Mike if they find out you're asking questions then you're putting your life on the line. They mean business."
"Thanks for the warning Glen but it's risk I'm willing to take."
Mike stood and helped Glen. He patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's been good chatting with you." He said with a cold stare, "Keep in touch." He laid the bottle on the table and walked away like nothing had happened.
~*~*~*~*~*~
"Boss we have some bad news."
"What is it."
"It's Yokas, she's over at Boscorelli's. Some guy found her and brought her straight there."
"Damn it, I was hopping she'd be on the streets for awhile, that would have been fun to see. Oh well can't get what we want all the time can we boys?"
The two men that had reported to him just stood in silence and nodded agreeing with him.
"We better be ready for the next step. I know Bosco and he isn't going to take him long to put these pieces together."
Again they just nodded knowing what the next step was.
"So this guy who found her, what do you know about him?
"He's Boscorelli's brother. We checked him out, he's been arrested a few times, nothing much though just some possession and dealing, Bosco even had the pleasure once..."
"See that is I mean, the guy is an ass, He deserves everything he and that bitch of a partner of his gets."
Both man just nodded in agreement, they had heard all of there bosses ramblings about Boscorelli and Yokas before.
"He went and did some nosing around at The Palace, talked some with Glen."
"He talked with Glen?" The man asked more annoyed then anything.
"Yes sir."
"Well then that means he knows something,...I want you guys to take care of it."
"Yes sir?" the one replied with a smile.
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Bosco looked at the clock as he entered the kitchen, it was just a little after 11Am. He had been up all night with Faith. She had only fallen asleep about half an hour ago. He poured himself a coffee and went to the living room to check the machine. Nothing. He frowned he had hopped to hear from Mikey by now.
He went and laid on the couch resting his arm over his eyes. He began to think of what happened during the night. For the longest time he and Faith just sat on the floor where she had fallen after her outburst, It was like she had lost all of her strength, her knee's got week and she began to sink down to the floor, Bosco held her and sat down with her holding her tightly in his arms, trying to protect her from whatever memories were hunting her. She'd cry herself to sleep a few times but only for minutes before she'd wake up again. When she had calmed down, he tried to convince her to let him take her to the hospital, they could check her out and run her through a detox, but she refused, she didn't want anybody seeing her like this, She'd get better on her own. She couldn't handle people knowing the truth. He had continued to tell her that they wouldn't think an less of her that they would understand just like he had but it only made her upset. So in the end he promised he wouldn't, he'd keep her a secret until she was ready. But in the light of day he wasn't so sure of his decision, it seemed like the right one at the time, but how was he suppose to let all those people who cared for her still believe she was missing. How was he suppose to let Emily and Charlie still think that there was a chance there mom wasn't coming home?
Suddenly the phone rang making him jump. The machine picked up after the first ring.
"Boscorelli this is the Lieutenant.."
'What the hell does he want I called in sick this morning' Bosco thought as he waited to hear the rest of the message.
"It's about your brother Michael...."
Chapter 4
Disclaimer: I own nothing!
Authors note: I don't really have anything to say :) so hope you like the new installment :) If not well let me know :)
Feedback: always wanted. Let me know what you're thinking.
E-Mail: Wine_into_water@hotmail.com
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Mikey walked out to his car unaware of the person lurking in the shadows watching his every move. He sat in the car and started it. He didn't leave right away instead he looked up towards Maurice's apartment. He thought back to the look in his brothers eyes when he had found out the truth. It was hidden behind the anger and sadness but it was there, fear. He hadn't seen that kind of fear in Mo's eyes since they were kids. Fear of not knowing what happened, not knowing how to make things better, not knowing what came next. Mikey was going to do everything in his power to help him, he hadn't known Faith all that well. Just the few times she had went to the bar with Mo but he liked her, she was always good to him and she was the only one he knew that could handle Maurice, to stop him from going over the edge, Even Ma didn't have that power.
Mikey clicked the car in drive and pulled out of the parking spot and headed for the one place he knew he would be able to find some answers. A short time later he was standing outside of what looked like an abandoned building. Actually it was a bar called "The Palace" It's patrons were the worst of the worst. This crowed was the the bad bunch. As you walked in you could almost spell the blood on their hands.
He made his way to the bar and asked for Glen. Glen was an old friend of his who had the knack of hearing anything and everything that was going down in this circle. He would be Mikey's best bet for information. The bar tender pointed to the far corner of the room. Mikey nodded and grabbed a bear and went to sit down with Glen.
"Hey man! What's up." Mikey asked casually.
"Mike man good to see you. It's been to long. What brings you in here?"
"What? I can't come here and have a drink with an old friend.?"
Glen let out a small laugh, "No not in this place, so what's up?"
He had known Glen to long it was no use hinting around the subject so he just came out with it..
"What do you know about a woman who was grabbed a while back, a cop."
The grin Glen had been wearing disappeared, "I don't know a thing."
"Don't mess with me Glen It's important so what do you know?" He asked getting irritated..
"Look Mike I said I didn't know anything so leave me alone."
Mikey stood up grabbing his beer bottle and breaking it on the table. He held the shattered end to Glens throat. "I'll only ask one more time, What do you know?" Mike said calmly as if this was an everyday occurrence for him. In this place it was but not For Mikey. He had no intention of actually doing anything but he knew Glen was a coward and would fold easy so he was just putting on a show to scare him a bit.
"Mike what are you doing!" Glen asked scared.
"I want information and you can give it to me so I'm just giving you the motivation to do it."
"Ok. OK fine, look I don't know much. Just back off ok?"
Mikey took a step back and dropped his hand down still holding on to the bottle.
"I only heard some stuff around here, nothing cocreate, you know?"
Mikey stared at him waiting for him to go on.
"She was grabbed a few weeks ago. It was Jerico's men but it wasn't Jerico's orders They're working for some other guy."
"What guy?"
"I don't know, it's a new guy in town." Glen said still shaken.
"Why her? Why not somebody else?"
"I don't know why..."
Mikey held the bottle back up.
"Look I'm telling the truth man, I don't know."
Convinced Glen didn't know, Mikey asked another question, one that he wasn't sure he wanted to hear the answer too. "What did they do to her?"
"I heard they beat her a lot, one time these guys came in here laughing that they had beat her so bad they thought she wasn't going to make the night."
Mikey's body was turning numb just thinking of Faith locked away somewhere going through that. He didn't know if he would be able to tell Mo about it. It was making him feel this way and he barely knew Faith, he could only imagine what this information would do to Maurice. They could tell she had been hit but it didn't look like it had been that bad. They must have let her heal up some before letting her go.
"Then the pumped her up with some junk, got her hooked hard."
"Son of a bitch, why didn't you say anything?" Mikey asked getting the angry feeling back in him.
"What? Am I suppose to run to you every time I hear something? What's the big deal anyway. She was just some bitch cop that they had some fun with and threw away like the trash she was."
He hadn't even had the chance to close his mouth. Mikey was on him and had him on the ground with the broken bottle to his throat. He was pressing on it so hard blood started to trickle out.
"Were can I find these guys?" he spat out at he pushed a little harder.
"They come in here every night usually around Eleven, but Mike if they find out you're asking questions then you're putting your life on the line. They mean business."
"Thanks for the warning Glen but it's risk I'm willing to take."
Mike stood and helped Glen. He patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's been good chatting with you." He said with a cold stare, "Keep in touch." He laid the bottle on the table and walked away like nothing had happened.
~*~*~*~*~*~
"Boss we have some bad news."
"What is it."
"It's Yokas, she's over at Boscorelli's. Some guy found her and brought her straight there."
"Damn it, I was hopping she'd be on the streets for awhile, that would have been fun to see. Oh well can't get what we want all the time can we boys?"
The two men that had reported to him just stood in silence and nodded agreeing with him.
"We better be ready for the next step. I know Bosco and he isn't going to take him long to put these pieces together."
Again they just nodded knowing what the next step was.
"So this guy who found her, what do you know about him?
"He's Boscorelli's brother. We checked him out, he's been arrested a few times, nothing much though just some possession and dealing, Bosco even had the pleasure once..."
"See that is I mean, the guy is an ass, He deserves everything he and that bitch of a partner of his gets."
Both man just nodded in agreement, they had heard all of there bosses ramblings about Boscorelli and Yokas before.
"He went and did some nosing around at The Palace, talked some with Glen."
"He talked with Glen?" The man asked more annoyed then anything.
"Yes sir."
"Well then that means he knows something,...I want you guys to take care of it."
"Yes sir?" the one replied with a smile.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Bosco looked at the clock as he entered the kitchen, it was just a little after 11Am. He had been up all night with Faith. She had only fallen asleep about half an hour ago. He poured himself a coffee and went to the living room to check the machine. Nothing. He frowned he had hopped to hear from Mikey by now.
He went and laid on the couch resting his arm over his eyes. He began to think of what happened during the night. For the longest time he and Faith just sat on the floor where she had fallen after her outburst, It was like she had lost all of her strength, her knee's got week and she began to sink down to the floor, Bosco held her and sat down with her holding her tightly in his arms, trying to protect her from whatever memories were hunting her. She'd cry herself to sleep a few times but only for minutes before she'd wake up again. When she had calmed down, he tried to convince her to let him take her to the hospital, they could check her out and run her through a detox, but she refused, she didn't want anybody seeing her like this, She'd get better on her own. She couldn't handle people knowing the truth. He had continued to tell her that they wouldn't think an less of her that they would understand just like he had but it only made her upset. So in the end he promised he wouldn't, he'd keep her a secret until she was ready. But in the light of day he wasn't so sure of his decision, it seemed like the right one at the time, but how was he suppose to let all those people who cared for her still believe she was missing. How was he suppose to let Emily and Charlie still think that there was a chance there mom wasn't coming home?
Suddenly the phone rang making him jump. The machine picked up after the first ring.
"Boscorelli this is the Lieutenant.."
'What the hell does he want I called in sick this morning' Bosco thought as he waited to hear the rest of the message.
"It's about your brother Michael...."