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Chapter 1
We were in the RMP after a long, slow, boring day of traffic monitoring and speeding tickets. Not what I would call 'fun'. The shift was almost over and I was looking forward to just being able to go home and sleep, something that I hadn't done in a long time.
"Bos, stop starin' at the clock, that's just gunna make it go by slower." Faith decided to play her usual role of Ms. Know-It-All and tell me that I was acting childish. I guess I get used to it after awhile. "We only got a half hour left." I said, continuing to stare at the bright numbers of the clock. I just wanted to get out of there.
"So, today sucked." I chimed in, thinking that maybe chatting would get my mind off the minutes left of the grueling shift. "Bosco – " Faith cut in, rolling her eyes at my usual 'whining'. "Sorry! Just tryin' to make conversation." I leant my head back on the headrest, letting out a deep sigh. "Only a half hour."
"5-5 David, we need assistance at 34th." I heard the radio glare out, breaking my train of thought. "Damn it!" I cursed, knowing that this call was going to set me way over my expected time of getting home. I sighed, but reluctantly started up the car and headed towards 34th.
"5-5 David responding, what are we needed for?" Faith called back in, clearly as upset as I was about having to stay late. "5-5 David, your assistance is needed for a possible homicide." Faith sighed at the news of having to see a dead body before she got to go home to see her kids. Not a great way to end the day. "10-4"
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We drove up to the scene where someone had obviously been killed the night before. "What happened?" I asked to no one in particular, just seeking an answer. "Lady was walkin' up to her car, and bam, someone came up from behind her and started stabbing her. Pretty gruesome."
I walked around to where the body was. . . right next to her car. "Wait a second," I said, recognizing the car. "has the body been identified?"
"We just got on the scene; we're not supposed to touch anything in the car."
"So I take that as a no?" I asked again, my eyes still locked on the familiar car.
"We're not positive, but the car is registered to a. . . " The detective looked down at his notes for a second for the name. "an Angela Boscorelli."
I swear I think my heart stopped. I had recognized the car as Ma's, but I didn't think that it could actually be her. It couldn't be her!
I turned around and walked back to the RMP where Faith was waiting. "Bos, you okay?" She asked as I shakily walked up to her.
"The car. . . " I started, not knowing if I should burden Faith with my fear of who the victim probably was. ". . . the car that the victim was approaching is my mother's." I said in almost a whisper. I couldn't believe it. . . I wouldn't believe it until I saw that it was her with my own eyes.
"Bosco are you sure – " Before Faith could finish, I had left the RMP and was headed towards the body. I had the most horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach, and I had to prevent myself from throwing up. 'I gotta do this.' I kept telling myself. No matter how bad I didn't want to look under that body bag, I knew I had to.
"Bosco wait!" Faith cut in when she realized what I was going to do. "I have to do this Faith." I called back to her, crossing the yellow tape and approaching the body. 'Here we go.' I said to myself. I closed my eyes and put my hand up to the top of the black sheet, lifting it up and off the victim's head.
I took in a shaky breath and opened my eyes and found myself staring down into my dead mother's face.
"Oh God. . . God, no." I stared at her in disbelief. She wasn't dead, she could not be dead!
"Ma?" I lifted my hand to her face and felt the cold, still corpse of what used to be my Ma.
"Ma, please. . . Please, Ma, wake up."
My entire focus was on my mother, and I didn't even realize Faith had come up behind me until I felt her soft hand on my shoulder. "Bosco, come on."
"Ma please!" I started to shake her; wanting her to wake up; needing her to wake up. . . but knowing deep down that she was gone.
"Bosco, stop. Bosco. . ." Faith pulled gently at my arm, forcing me to stop violently tugging at my Ma and telling her to wake up. "Faith, she has to. . . She can't be dead, Faith! I'm supposed to protect her!" I started practically sobbing in front of her, trying my best not to, but the tears overtook my ability to decide who saw them fall.
"I know. I know, Bos, it's alright." Faith pulled me into a hug and let me cry there until I was out of tears.
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"Bosco, I think you should go home." Faith told me. We were sitting in the RMP waiting for 'results' of some of the evidence they had found and if they gotten any lead on who had done this.
"You shouldn't be working on this case, Bos. If they find out anything, I'll call you, but you don't need to be here. Please."
I turned my head and looked at Faith, giving her my answer without even having to open my mouth. I wasn't going home; she knew that. She knows better than to tell me to just leave something like this alone. I had to find the person who had done this.
We sat in the RMP for hours it must have been. I don't know why Faith puts up with me, but she does, and she sat there with me until I was ready to go.
"Faith." I said as I gazed out of the window to my side. "Faith, do you see that guy?" I strained my eyes to see a dark figure of a man standing out in the alley to my left. "Who? She asked, looking over my shoulder to see him. "That guy." I pointed to the alley, getting a heavy feeling in the pit of my stomach.
I opened up the door and stepped out, planning to head over towards the alley. "Bosco, no." Faith interjected.
"I'll be right back. Stay here." I told her, already leaving. I knew that I was being a pain in the ass to Faith, but I would make it up to her later. At that moment, all I cared about was getting to the dark figure and finding out what he had seen.
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TBC