Only One Shot
Chapter 2: Suspicions
He looked through his scope to see his target answering a phone call and leaving the house as planned. Smirking, he lay flat on his belly, getting a good look through his scope. He looked through the scope and was about to get a good view of him getting into his car when he heard screaming from below the building he was at just as he picked up his cell. He turned his scope down and saw a woman running from a man. He looked up at his target to see him buckling his seat belt. He turned back to the two people to see the man jump on her. She tried fighting him and he realized that the man was going to rape her. "You have a job…" he muttered to himself and turned back to his target to see him starting his car then turned his scope back down to see the woman flailing as the man tried to rip off her clothes. He went back to his target to see him starting to leave. "Dammit!" he hissed and took aim, firing twice. A woman's scream rang through the night and the sniper quickly packed his things and left.
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Videl pounded her fist on the car as she viewed the casualties. This time two murders on one night: a man in a car and a man half naked on the street. The other murder the Chief looked over since it was in a sense a good deed; he had killed a man trying to rape a girl in a bad neighborhood that wouldn't have cared. The victim in the car was Andrew Lawson, a gangster with records of stealing and drug dealing. This time they were prepared as they hired Ryo Takahashi, a renowned projectory analysis specialist to figure out where the bullet came from when it hit the rapist. He had to be close to them if he decided to do something good for once. Videl thought as Ryo examined the scene. "Possible from this building here, right across the street from the scene." He waved his hand about as he made the statement and the old man shifted his glasses.
"If the woman is correct, then the shadow she saw on top of this roof was the sniper who had shot two men. He shot Andrew Lawson to do his job and the rapist for fun probably." The policemen, Videl, and Ryo turned to see three men. Two were in suits and wore detective badges while the other was dressed in baggy clothes. "Who the hell are you three?" Sharpner spat as he looked them up and down. One gave his badge to them. "I'm Det. Gerard Johnson and this is my partner, Det. Gohan Son. That man there is Gordon Lee, a sniper expert, mainly a sniper himself. We brought him from Capsule Corp Penitentiary to help you with this case." The Chief of Police looked them up and down as well, whispering something to a policeman who nodded and drove off.
"Well I hope you two don't mind waiting a bit detective?" Gerard nodded and motioned for Gohan and Gordon. "I refuse to work with anyone on this case! Sharpner is bad enough, but two more detectives /and/ a sniper expert?!" Sharpner's face fell and the Chief sweat dropped and began stuttering. "Please Videl we need all the help we can get on this case! You said so yourself yesterday in my office remember?" Videl blanched and walked back to her car, cursing herself for suggesting such an absurd idea as she drove off in her Lexus. Gohan and Videl glanced at each other just as she drove off. "Interesting…" Gohan murmured. Gerard shook his head while Gordon looked nervous. "Are you sure we can do this? I mean--" Gerard stepped closer to him and held a silencer at his stomach. "Don't try anything Gordon. Just shut up and do your job."
"Something wrong over here?" Sharpner said harshly as he looked at the three men in suspicion. Gerard had long since then put his gun away. "It's nothing Det. Pencil, just chatting with Gordon. He says he knew a few people who could shoot more than 900 yards so we were just interrogating him for a bit." Gohan said with an innocent smile. Sharpner narrowed his eyes. "How do you know my name?" Gohan kept up his innocent smile. "You've been on the news quite a bit; you're kind of like my role model." Sharpner smirked. "Of course I'm your role model." He said cockily and strode off. As soon as he left Gohan scowled. "You're kind of like my role model." Gerard said in a high voice with a chuckle but froze when he felt Gohan at his side and a silencer at his stomach. "I-I was just saying how you were my role model Gohan sir!" Gohan smirked. "Smart answer."
"You do know what we're holding you for right?" The Chief questioned and Gohan put his gun away in a flash while Gerard bowed slightly. "Of course sir, you're trying to see if we are who we say we are. We don't feel that bad even though you don't trust us, it's only right." Gohan mentally rolled his eyes while he kept a straight face at Gerard's response. He eyed them and went on his way to stop a few policemen who were flirting with some prostitute bystanders. "That was a stupid answer." Gohan commented and Gerard scowled. "I can't do things on the fly like you do Gohan sir." Gohan snorted. "I can't believe I have /you/ of all people to help me with this. You're better off staying a bumbling sniper that can't get anything done anyway." Gerard fingered his gun and glared at the back of his head, growling low at the comment. At that moment Gohan's cell rang. He cursed silently and answered the phone.
(A/N: "Gohan" [Father]—you'll see why he's called 'Father' later)
"Gohan." [Father.]
"Meeting?" [Tonight.]
"Club?" [9:45.]
"Bye." [Bye]
Gerard scowled and Gordon gave Gohan an odd look. "I hate when you talk like that on the phone with Father Cortez, it's annoying." Gohan closed his flip cell and placed it in his pocket. "No it saves batteries." He said calmly and Gerard rolled his eyes. "Whatever." They stood boredly and Gohan's eye twitched after an hour. He was getting impatient and being who he was even though only half wasn't a healthy thing for the people around him. Gerard noticed this and gulped, practically running towards the Chief. "Uh sir, do you think we could leave or something because we are starting to get a little impatient." The Chief held up a finger to Gerard as he talked on his cell. He glanced at him for a minute then hung up his phone. "Southside Police has sent over two detectives and one of them was said to be bringing an expert sniper with him from CCP so you're approved. We'll give you all the information to get you caught up tomorrow." Gerard bowed slightly. "Thank you and we shall see you tomorrow." As he walked away a faint smirk settled on his lips.
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As Videl went home for the night she drove by the old yet clean club, Club Sin. Though she had driven by it many times in her life there was only one thing that struck her as strange. Det. Johnson, Det. Son, /and/ the sniper expert Gordon Lee were let into a club that hated anything to do with police and criminals. Wishing she could go into the club and find out what was going on, she glared at it as she drove past. "G-man sir, Gerard, and…you, this way please." They followed the man who looked like Secret Service, earpiece and everything, and stopped at an elevator. He pressed his hand on the scanner for recognition, punched in the code and then unlocked the latch that hid the buttons from view with his key. He pressed the one gold button and ushered them inside. The elevator was golden in the inside and the mirror walls shine. The doors opened to a room filled with jewels, ruby red cushions, etc. A large rectangular mahogany table was in the middle of a room on a large rug and a few men seated on the chairs.
"Come, sit, eat." A man with silver greased back hair and a goatee sat at the end of the table said as he made his fingers into the form of a temple. Hesus Cortez was Mexican and very powerful in Satan City. Gohan nodded towards him and took a seat at the far end of the table that faced him. The other two took a seat on the side. "Father." The Secret Service man said with a nod before closing the elevator doors. Gohan looked at them men sitting at the table. There were three men and two women excluding Father Cortez, Gerard, Gordon, and himself. "These are my /friends/." Only Gohan noticed the slight change in his voice on the word 'friends' and realized that they were probably his next targets. "The wealthy jeweler Mr. Long Chiso," He motioned to the Chinese man with greased back hair and a black suit complete with shades. He nodded towards him and Gohan nodded back, eyeing the suitcase infront of him and committed his image to memory.
"Mr. and Mrs. Lexington who are international drug dealers and will be staying for a few weeks only," Must be my first targets… Gohan thought as he looked the rich people over, memorizing them as well. "The Southside gang leader Mrs. Chris Spears, not to be confused with Britney Spears," He raised an eyebrow at that and had to do a double take. Not that a woman leading a mafia was strange, it was the fact that she /was/ a woman. She looked like a man wearing a wig and women clothes. "What are you looking at punk?!" Chris growled threateningly and Gohan cringed at the sight as he looked her/him up and down over the top of his shades in disbelief. "I'm not sure." Chris growled and one of the Secret Service agent men had to push her back down in a warning. The other people snickered. Gohan knew he wasn't going to have a problem with remembering 'her'. "And last but not least our new member, the millionaire and mayor of this city, Mr. Satan."
Gohan noticed he looked slightly nervous and his eyes turned into a glare. He smelt a rat. He picked up an apple and looked at Hercule as he at it. "I know what they do," he motioned to Mr. Chiso and the Lexingtons, "I know what he-she here does," he then motioned to 'Mrs.' Spears who had to be pushed back into 'her' seat again. "But what do you do?" Everyone turned to look at Hercule who started to sweat under the pressure. "He finances most of my activities /Sirius/." Father Cortez said with a slight nod to Gohan who glared at him through his glasses, he could smell he was up to something and he didn't have to be saiyan to do that. He growled slightly, whatever it was he knew he wasn't going to like it. Hercule Satan, though wealthy and financer to Hesus, was also Detective Videl Satan's father. "I…see…" Gohan stood and glared at Cortez motioning for Gordon to stand. "Cortez." He said with a nod, he never called him 'Father Cortez' or 'Father' like the others. He had his reasons. Father Cortez just smirked at him as he left the room.
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Jeez I'm tired. There's all these thunderstorms then my computer shut off like three times for some power failure my house had and I nearly cried when it did. If it wasn't for Windows XP I don't think I'd have all this stuff. I have to admit that I was surprised the comments were actually positive. If I knew stories like this were interesting I should post all my other stories I keep in a folder as well. The things you can do when its summer and you're bored to death… I do agree with ViG though, waaay too many high school fics. ViG, you have my permission to post my fic on your website. Hope this chapter didn't disappoint all of you. This was kinda to add in a few things such as villains that will probably complicate everything else and give a good reason for things that happen later in the story. Oh and as for all those words in /backslashes/ I'm sure you figured out they were for italics. I can't get the stupid thing to save it in italics. If you know how PLEASE tell me! It would help me out a lot.
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