Title: Deep Down

Chapter: Five?

Author: Kelly

Rating: PG-13

Disclaimer: See First Chapter.

Swersky had finally get his ass down to the house, for which Bosco was extremely thankful. It was about time that it did. He walked straight over to him, "Thanks for coming down here at this hour."

"Save it," he answered in response. "What's going on?" Bosco explained to him in as much detail as he could about what had happened. Swersky had been understanding and devoted his full attention the entire time. "Who do you think has done it?"

"I haven't a clue," Bosco answered, there were a lot of people who hated cops. The foremost question was why did they contact him? Why not her husband? He didn't want to sound self involved in front of everybody but what if someone had taken Faith to get to him. That was one certain way of winding him up.

"You mentioned something earlier about being contacted with further instructions," Swersky said interrupting Bosco's thoughts.

"Yeah, they said they'd call when I was here." Bosco's gaze was automatically drawn to the front desk and the doors. Could they have been watching him? Just in case he made any wrong moves? Were they out there with Faith right this minute? Watching him suffer? Getting off on it?

Bosco started walking over to the main doors to give the street a once over, for something suspicious. He heard one of the phones on the front desk chirp but thought nothing of it and carried on, pushing the door open. "Boscorelli!" That was Andrews all right.

Annoyed, he turned back. "What?" Andrews held up the phone high, indicating that he had a call. Bosco glanced back through the door then walked back over to Andrews, taking the receiver off him. "Hello?" Bosco listened a moment then clicked his fingers to get Swersky's attention. The main desk was a hive of activity as they went about trying to set up a trace.

"Officer Yokas has been taken to a secure location," the voice began at the sound of Bosco's voice. "We want 50 thousand dollars." Bosco's jaw set as he listened in; these jag offs who had taken Faith wanted money? "Do not underestimate us. You will comply with our demands as Officer Yokas' very life depends on it. She has been buried alive. You will be contacted soon with a drop off point and a time."

"What!" Bosco shouted into the phone. He looked to one of the officers who were very busy with various equipment.

"As I said before, do not underestimate us. She is able to survive under the conditions she is in until you make the drop-off, no longer. You will receive confirmation that she is still alive within the next ten hours."

"You son of a…" the line went dead. "Did we get the trace?"

"What did he say?" Swersky asked. Bosco didn't care as he stared at the officer, demanding to know if they had got the trace.

"No," the officer answered quietly shaking his head. "They're using some sort of device which…" Once again, Bosco didn't care. He threw the receiver back down. Extremely pissed off. "Bosco," Swersky said. What did he say?"

Bosco put his hands behind his head and looked at him, "He said they've buried her alive and they want 50 grand for her safe return." He took a breath and turned round, bringing his arms down and hitting the top of the desk. "What kind of sick son of a bitch does that? They'd better pray I don't get my hands on them!"