Past Infractions
Chapter TWO- Family Secrets
Bosco watched the waves. The Pacific Ocean seemed so much bluer then the Atlantic did. The cops out here had it good. Fresh air, warm weather. He was definatly working the wrong coast. Things seemed easy here. Seajae came up next to him.
"You'd miss the snow." She looked out at the ocean, her hair loosly blowing in the wind.
"Yeah maybe. We should go see Calloway."
"He said he'd be awhile. He got another body on the beach. We could go to the morge.....I'm sure a taxi here is much safer then New York."
"He hated the beach. Mom could never make him come to the shore with us. Every summer Ma would pack us a picnic and hall us to Jersey. He would never come. He said he hated getting sand up his ass." Bosco laughed. It was one of the few memories of his father that didn't end in getting hit or yelled at.
"I'm sorry he wasn't the man you needed him to be."
"I'm sorry ma kept taking his sorry ass back." A bike stopped behind them and Lt. Calloway took off his helmet.
"Hey, sorry I missed you. TC Calloway." He held out his hand to Bosco. He shook it and then Seajae did the same.
"Maurice Boscorelli and my wife Seajae."
"Glad to finally meet you. I have some news."
"We heard you found another body."
"Ah yeah but there's more. A woman.....a woman claiming she was your father's wife came and wanted to claim the body."
"Did she?"
"She didn't have any proof. I was hoping you had a copy of his New York drivers lisence." Seajae pulled some papers out of her purse.
"Birth certificate and marriage and divorce crees from Bosco's mother. For some odd reason I kept her stuff in a safty deposite box at the bank. It was all there."
"Great. I'll park my bike and we can head down to the morge. I gave them strict orders not to let anyone collect the body unless I was there."
"And they listen to that?" Bosco laughed.
"Most of the time." Calloway turned his bike around and headed back to the small fire house at the end of the pier.
"Do you think my dad married again?"
"You know him better then me."
"My mom was his world. When she left him......I don't think he would of married anyone. He may of beaten us but he loved us in his own twisted way." They walked to the fire house that housed the Santa Monica beached based Police unit. TC Calloway was waiting for him.
"I just talked to Mia down at the morge. It seems your step mother is back with a court order. She's stalling till we get there." They followed the young Lt. to his jeep and got in.
"Can she stop her from taking him?"
"Mia has a way with people. We could stop for lunch on the way and still have time to spare." Bosco smiled. He like the cop from California. Within minutes they were at the morge. TC, Seajae and Bosco headed into the building. They heard fighting from down the hall. "I think the lady is putting up a fight."
"You think?" The rounded a courner to see a petite mexican woman with her hands in the air yelling something in spanish. A tall blond woman was in front of her finger shaking in the younger woman's face.
"Ladies....ladies....."TC took a step between the two. "Enough. Thank you Mia." The younger woman turned on her heal and headed back into the office. "Mam....this is the deceased son and daughter in law." The woman turned and looked at Bosco and Seajae standing in the hall. Bosco felt his stomach turn.
"Jordan?" Seajae looked at her husband and looked at the woman standing infront of TC. She knew the woman from some where. Bosco seemed to know her better.
"Maurice." She was blond and tan and just as beautiful as she was eighteen years ago. Bosco hadn't seen her since the night he shipped back to the states after his stint in the Rangers.
"You and my dad?"
"I didn't know.....until.....now." She was turning a sick shade of white.
"Maybe she should sit down." Seajae noticed the woman was starting to go down. TC caught her and guided her to a chair.
"Tony.....he said he was from New York......oh God what were the odds?" Seajae looked confused.
"Jordan and I dated after I got out of the Army for about six months. Then she moved to LA to be a what was it Jordan...a dancer?" Bosco ran his hand though his hair. "You married my old man.?"
"I didn't know he was your father Maurice. I met him at the club I worked at. He was nice to me."
"So you did start dancing." She started to raise her hand to Bosco's face but TC, stopped her."
"Not a smart thing to do Ms. Larson." Seajae watched the interaction between her husband and his ex girlfriend slash step mother. She heard footsteps behind her. Turning around Seajea saw a boy about sixteen or seventeen standing at the door.
"Mom?" Bosco turned and Seajae cought her breath. The boy could of been Bosco twenty years ago. The resemblence was unmistakable.
"Other then marring my father do you have something else to tell me Jordan?" Seajae looked at Bosco and then at TC.
"I'm going outside." She didn't want to be in the middle of this. She didn't need to be in the middle of this. Bosco tuned to her.
"You don't need to leave Seajae."
"Yes I do." She turned and headed back down the hall. Seajae got outside and took a deep breath. Hell they couldn't even pick up Bosco's old man without something going wrong.
"You ok?" TC came out of the building.
"I'll be fine."
"I take it you didn't know?"
"About Anthony being married or about Bosco having a son?"
"Either." Reaching in her purse she pulled out a pack of unopened cigarettes. She looked at them and threw them back in her purse.
"You trying to quit?" He sat on the curb next to her.
"Yeah." She looked at the bright California sun. "Is it always this beautiful?"
"Kinda."
"I wasn't looking forward to this trip. I knew it wasn't going to be as easy as claiming a body." TC smiled.
"This is just a little snag. I can't see her having much claim. Anthony Boscorelli never leagley changed his name. So it may take an extra day but you will be taking your father-in-law home with you."
"You really don't understand LT. We don't have little hold ups and problems in our lives." The door opened and the boy that had interupped them came out. He looked at Seajae and TC and promply sat down next to Seajae.
"Baily Boscorelli." He held out his hand. Seajae shook it.
"Seajae Boscorelli." He reached over and shook TC's hand.
"TC Calloway."
"So your married to my dad."
"I guess I am." Seajae looked at the boys serious expression. It was so much like his fathers.
"Mom said he.......that he couldn't be the dad I needed him to be."
"Well I can't speak for the man he was.....seventeen years ago, but the man I know now would jump at the chace to find out what he missed."
"Do you have kids?"
"Three." Seajae took out the picture she kept in the pocket of her purse. She handed it to Baily. "The one with the black curls is Angel Faith, she's five . She's named after your grandmother and your dad's best friend. Mackenzie John is three he's named after my best friends and the man who's been like a father to both me and your dad for a lot of years. And the little one......that's Hope Alexandrea. She's two. We adopted her after her mother was killed. She gave us hope when we all thought there wasn't any." Seajae knew she was babbling but, hell she didn't know what to say to a seventeen year old who just met his dad for the first time. He looked at the picture close.
"They....they don't look like my dad."
"They look a lot like my mother. She was three quarters Cherokee Indian." He handed back the picture.
"Do you think they killed eachother yet?" He looked back to the building.
"We'll they picked the right place to do it." TC and Baily laughed. "Don't worry. I don't know your mom but I know your dad inside out and he.......he's a good man Baily. I don't know what your mom's told you but the Maurice Boscorelli I know is a kind, loving, man. We're both police officers in New York."
"Really. Mom said that my dad was in the army when they met. She didn't say much after that. I figured he was shipped out or something."
"That's something you'll have to discuss with both of them. Until today I never knew about your mom and your dad had no clue about you."
"Yeah he made that clear."
"Maybe I should go in and see if they need a referee." TC stood up.
"They were talking about Tony when I left."
"Was Tony good to you?" Seajae didn't want to say to much.
"He was in and out until last year. He and my mom went to Vegas. They came back and they were married. He never really paid much attention to me." Bosco came out of the door and he didn't look at all happy. Seajae and Baily stood up. Bosco walked right pass them and headed down the side walk. "He looks really pissed." Jordan came out.
"Baily get in the car." She looked at Seajae and if Seajae didn't know better she would of thought the woman stuck her noes up at her.
"Jordan......" The woman slammed the door.
"Sorry Seajae she get's a little intence."
"It's ok......we'll be in touch ok....."
"Ok." The boy who looked so much like his father got into the car and Jordan spead out of the parking lot and didn't look back. TC came down the steps.
"There's an inquest. No one will get the body until we can figure out this mess. Bosco said screw it and said she could have him." TC hand Seajae the keys. "I got a meeting. Take the Jeep and I'll catch a ride back to Pacific Blue later."
"You sure."
"Yeah. He lookes like he needs a ride down the PCH." TC pointed to the pacing Bosco.
"You think the hiway's long enough to cool him off?"
"There's always a dip in the ocean." TC smiled. "Call me later." He handed her his card.
"Thanks TC."
"Just take care of him. She was pretty brutle in there."
"Ok." She walked toward her husband. She could tell he was tence. "Bosco....." Seajae reached for him but he shrugged her off.
"I didn't know about......about.....her and my father." He looked at her with so much pain and his eyes. "He helped raise him Seajae. He's been around since he was little."
"Bosco.....I....." She didn't know what to say. "I'm sorry."
"For what. It's not your fault. You weren't even around seventeen years ago. The day I stepped off the plane she was there. Waiting for her brother." He sat down on the curb. "He never showed. I still think it was a big hoax to meet a man in uniform." He reached for her hand. "I wanted so much to find something to believe in then. She left and I headed to the acadamy." He traced around her wedding ring. Five stones. His family. His reason for living.
"He seems like a good kid. He's got your black sence of humor."
"Poor kid."
"You said you wanted at least one of your kids to look like you." He looked at her.
"Seajea I....."
"I'm teasing honey." She kissed him on his cheek. "I know you love our kids even if they look like Sully." They both laughed.
"I want to get to know my son Seajae."
"Then that's what you'll do. We got lawyers up the ass in Texas.....they should have some conections with some firms here."
"I forget sometimes I married an airess." He kissed her. "We have to wait till tomorrow to find out who gets dad."
"I thought you were going to let her have him."
"I was till she told me to go to hell." They walked to the jeep. "I guess we should call home and tell them that we won't be home till tomorrow." Seajae handed him her phone. "Tell them I love them." Seajae leaned agaist the jeep and let Bosco make the call.
Chapter TWO- Family Secrets
Bosco watched the waves. The Pacific Ocean seemed so much bluer then the Atlantic did. The cops out here had it good. Fresh air, warm weather. He was definatly working the wrong coast. Things seemed easy here. Seajae came up next to him.
"You'd miss the snow." She looked out at the ocean, her hair loosly blowing in the wind.
"Yeah maybe. We should go see Calloway."
"He said he'd be awhile. He got another body on the beach. We could go to the morge.....I'm sure a taxi here is much safer then New York."
"He hated the beach. Mom could never make him come to the shore with us. Every summer Ma would pack us a picnic and hall us to Jersey. He would never come. He said he hated getting sand up his ass." Bosco laughed. It was one of the few memories of his father that didn't end in getting hit or yelled at.
"I'm sorry he wasn't the man you needed him to be."
"I'm sorry ma kept taking his sorry ass back." A bike stopped behind them and Lt. Calloway took off his helmet.
"Hey, sorry I missed you. TC Calloway." He held out his hand to Bosco. He shook it and then Seajae did the same.
"Maurice Boscorelli and my wife Seajae."
"Glad to finally meet you. I have some news."
"We heard you found another body."
"Ah yeah but there's more. A woman.....a woman claiming she was your father's wife came and wanted to claim the body."
"Did she?"
"She didn't have any proof. I was hoping you had a copy of his New York drivers lisence." Seajae pulled some papers out of her purse.
"Birth certificate and marriage and divorce crees from Bosco's mother. For some odd reason I kept her stuff in a safty deposite box at the bank. It was all there."
"Great. I'll park my bike and we can head down to the morge. I gave them strict orders not to let anyone collect the body unless I was there."
"And they listen to that?" Bosco laughed.
"Most of the time." Calloway turned his bike around and headed back to the small fire house at the end of the pier.
"Do you think my dad married again?"
"You know him better then me."
"My mom was his world. When she left him......I don't think he would of married anyone. He may of beaten us but he loved us in his own twisted way." They walked to the fire house that housed the Santa Monica beached based Police unit. TC Calloway was waiting for him.
"I just talked to Mia down at the morge. It seems your step mother is back with a court order. She's stalling till we get there." They followed the young Lt. to his jeep and got in.
"Can she stop her from taking him?"
"Mia has a way with people. We could stop for lunch on the way and still have time to spare." Bosco smiled. He like the cop from California. Within minutes they were at the morge. TC, Seajae and Bosco headed into the building. They heard fighting from down the hall. "I think the lady is putting up a fight."
"You think?" The rounded a courner to see a petite mexican woman with her hands in the air yelling something in spanish. A tall blond woman was in front of her finger shaking in the younger woman's face.
"Ladies....ladies....."TC took a step between the two. "Enough. Thank you Mia." The younger woman turned on her heal and headed back into the office. "Mam....this is the deceased son and daughter in law." The woman turned and looked at Bosco and Seajae standing in the hall. Bosco felt his stomach turn.
"Jordan?" Seajae looked at her husband and looked at the woman standing infront of TC. She knew the woman from some where. Bosco seemed to know her better.
"Maurice." She was blond and tan and just as beautiful as she was eighteen years ago. Bosco hadn't seen her since the night he shipped back to the states after his stint in the Rangers.
"You and my dad?"
"I didn't know.....until.....now." She was turning a sick shade of white.
"Maybe she should sit down." Seajae noticed the woman was starting to go down. TC caught her and guided her to a chair.
"Tony.....he said he was from New York......oh God what were the odds?" Seajae looked confused.
"Jordan and I dated after I got out of the Army for about six months. Then she moved to LA to be a what was it Jordan...a dancer?" Bosco ran his hand though his hair. "You married my old man.?"
"I didn't know he was your father Maurice. I met him at the club I worked at. He was nice to me."
"So you did start dancing." She started to raise her hand to Bosco's face but TC, stopped her."
"Not a smart thing to do Ms. Larson." Seajae watched the interaction between her husband and his ex girlfriend slash step mother. She heard footsteps behind her. Turning around Seajea saw a boy about sixteen or seventeen standing at the door.
"Mom?" Bosco turned and Seajae cought her breath. The boy could of been Bosco twenty years ago. The resemblence was unmistakable.
"Other then marring my father do you have something else to tell me Jordan?" Seajae looked at Bosco and then at TC.
"I'm going outside." She didn't want to be in the middle of this. She didn't need to be in the middle of this. Bosco tuned to her.
"You don't need to leave Seajae."
"Yes I do." She turned and headed back down the hall. Seajae got outside and took a deep breath. Hell they couldn't even pick up Bosco's old man without something going wrong.
"You ok?" TC came out of the building.
"I'll be fine."
"I take it you didn't know?"
"About Anthony being married or about Bosco having a son?"
"Either." Reaching in her purse she pulled out a pack of unopened cigarettes. She looked at them and threw them back in her purse.
"You trying to quit?" He sat on the curb next to her.
"Yeah." She looked at the bright California sun. "Is it always this beautiful?"
"Kinda."
"I wasn't looking forward to this trip. I knew it wasn't going to be as easy as claiming a body." TC smiled.
"This is just a little snag. I can't see her having much claim. Anthony Boscorelli never leagley changed his name. So it may take an extra day but you will be taking your father-in-law home with you."
"You really don't understand LT. We don't have little hold ups and problems in our lives." The door opened and the boy that had interupped them came out. He looked at Seajae and TC and promply sat down next to Seajae.
"Baily Boscorelli." He held out his hand. Seajae shook it.
"Seajae Boscorelli." He reached over and shook TC's hand.
"TC Calloway."
"So your married to my dad."
"I guess I am." Seajae looked at the boys serious expression. It was so much like his fathers.
"Mom said he.......that he couldn't be the dad I needed him to be."
"Well I can't speak for the man he was.....seventeen years ago, but the man I know now would jump at the chace to find out what he missed."
"Do you have kids?"
"Three." Seajae took out the picture she kept in the pocket of her purse. She handed it to Baily. "The one with the black curls is Angel Faith, she's five . She's named after your grandmother and your dad's best friend. Mackenzie John is three he's named after my best friends and the man who's been like a father to both me and your dad for a lot of years. And the little one......that's Hope Alexandrea. She's two. We adopted her after her mother was killed. She gave us hope when we all thought there wasn't any." Seajae knew she was babbling but, hell she didn't know what to say to a seventeen year old who just met his dad for the first time. He looked at the picture close.
"They....they don't look like my dad."
"They look a lot like my mother. She was three quarters Cherokee Indian." He handed back the picture.
"Do you think they killed eachother yet?" He looked back to the building.
"We'll they picked the right place to do it." TC and Baily laughed. "Don't worry. I don't know your mom but I know your dad inside out and he.......he's a good man Baily. I don't know what your mom's told you but the Maurice Boscorelli I know is a kind, loving, man. We're both police officers in New York."
"Really. Mom said that my dad was in the army when they met. She didn't say much after that. I figured he was shipped out or something."
"That's something you'll have to discuss with both of them. Until today I never knew about your mom and your dad had no clue about you."
"Yeah he made that clear."
"Maybe I should go in and see if they need a referee." TC stood up.
"They were talking about Tony when I left."
"Was Tony good to you?" Seajae didn't want to say to much.
"He was in and out until last year. He and my mom went to Vegas. They came back and they were married. He never really paid much attention to me." Bosco came out of the door and he didn't look at all happy. Seajae and Baily stood up. Bosco walked right pass them and headed down the side walk. "He looks really pissed." Jordan came out.
"Baily get in the car." She looked at Seajae and if Seajae didn't know better she would of thought the woman stuck her noes up at her.
"Jordan......" The woman slammed the door.
"Sorry Seajae she get's a little intence."
"It's ok......we'll be in touch ok....."
"Ok." The boy who looked so much like his father got into the car and Jordan spead out of the parking lot and didn't look back. TC came down the steps.
"There's an inquest. No one will get the body until we can figure out this mess. Bosco said screw it and said she could have him." TC hand Seajae the keys. "I got a meeting. Take the Jeep and I'll catch a ride back to Pacific Blue later."
"You sure."
"Yeah. He lookes like he needs a ride down the PCH." TC pointed to the pacing Bosco.
"You think the hiway's long enough to cool him off?"
"There's always a dip in the ocean." TC smiled. "Call me later." He handed her his card.
"Thanks TC."
"Just take care of him. She was pretty brutle in there."
"Ok." She walked toward her husband. She could tell he was tence. "Bosco....." Seajae reached for him but he shrugged her off.
"I didn't know about......about.....her and my father." He looked at her with so much pain and his eyes. "He helped raise him Seajae. He's been around since he was little."
"Bosco.....I....." She didn't know what to say. "I'm sorry."
"For what. It's not your fault. You weren't even around seventeen years ago. The day I stepped off the plane she was there. Waiting for her brother." He sat down on the curb. "He never showed. I still think it was a big hoax to meet a man in uniform." He reached for her hand. "I wanted so much to find something to believe in then. She left and I headed to the acadamy." He traced around her wedding ring. Five stones. His family. His reason for living.
"He seems like a good kid. He's got your black sence of humor."
"Poor kid."
"You said you wanted at least one of your kids to look like you." He looked at her.
"Seajea I....."
"I'm teasing honey." She kissed him on his cheek. "I know you love our kids even if they look like Sully." They both laughed.
"I want to get to know my son Seajae."
"Then that's what you'll do. We got lawyers up the ass in Texas.....they should have some conections with some firms here."
"I forget sometimes I married an airess." He kissed her. "We have to wait till tomorrow to find out who gets dad."
"I thought you were going to let her have him."
"I was till she told me to go to hell." They walked to the jeep. "I guess we should call home and tell them that we won't be home till tomorrow." Seajae handed him her phone. "Tell them I love them." Seajae leaned agaist the jeep and let Bosco make the call.