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Chapter 5-Indiscretions
The apartment was quiet. To quiet. Seajae unstrapped her holster and laied her hand on the butt of her gun. She slowly made her way from room to room looking for her kids. A noise behind her made her draw her gun and piviot. Charlie Yokus put his hands in the air.
"Hey aunt Seajae...it's me Charlie." Seajae lowered her gun. "You just took ten years off my life."
"Your young. You won't notice." She holstered his gun. "Where are my kids?"
"Mike took them. He's staying in town. He wanted to see them so Sully brought them to his hotel." Charlie looked at his aunt. "Are you ok?"
"Yeah. I just need to find them."
"Mom's got the address. Is something wrong?"
"No. Nothings wrong Charlie." She went to the fridge and got a bottle of water. "Is your mom and dad home?"
"Yeah. Want me to go get them?"
"No. I'll go over there." She put her coat on the hook and followed Charlie next door. The twins were playing in the living room and Faith was making breakfast.
"Seajae! What are you doing home? Bosco said you weren't coming in until at least Monday."
"Change in plans. Bosco and Bailey will be coming home soon. Why aren't you getting ready to go to the diner?"
"Caleb got called into work. How's he taking everything?"
"Bailey or Bosco?" Seajae got a cup and poured herself a cup of coffee.
"Both."
"Better then expected on both counts."
"Elliot called you about the Mob asking about you?"
"Yeah. I needed to come home and check things out."
"What are you going to do Seaj?"
"I don't know. Go to the head office and asked to talk to the man in charge of debt collection." Faith laughed.
"If I didn't know you better I would thing your kidding but I know your not. Your going down there aren't you?"
"I need to know if my family is in danger."
"I think you have a death wish." Seajae looked at the twins playing on the floor.
"The last thing I want to do is die Faith." Seajae set her cup down and headed for the door. "Tell Caleb I may need him later." Leaving her friend to ponder her behavior Seajae headed back to her apartment. She knew what she needed to do. She checked her watch. It was still early in California. She dialed a number she hadn't wanted to use. It had been years since she used her connections to get what she needed. Seajae knew she had to pull out all the stops if she was going to save her family.
"Café Italionio."
"Let me talk to the man."
"May I ask who's calling?"
"Seajae Boscorelli." It took all of fifteen seconds for someone else to pick up the phone.
"What can I do for you Ms Boscorelli." The man's thick Italian accent made her cringe.
"I want a meeting with your boss. Strickly off the books."
"You know he doesn't like guests."
"I need to know why he's sending thugs after my family."
"Anthony Boscorelli had no family."
"Exactly how I want it to stay. But there's questions being asked and I want to know why."
"Someone's playing games with you Ms Boscorelli. No one from our family is asking about yours."
"Then who?"
"Who we may never know."
"I need to know. You know me Gino. I'll play fair."
"Fair. Yes that you've always been."
"I need to know what I'm up agaist."
"I'll put some feelers out. See what comes back to me."
"Thanks. I owe you one Gino."
"Your Maurice…he has always been the best of costomers. Him and Doyle…they keep the neighborhood safe. I like that."
"Just stay out of trouble and we'll always be there for you Gino."
"You found the man who hurt my granddaughter. You made sure he was never going to hurt another child. You did for me…now I do for you."
"I never asked for anything Gino. I just need to know."
"I understand. I'll call you when I know."
"Thank you Gino. We'll talk soon." Seajae hung up the phone. Gino Delamico was good people. His resturant was founded by the Italian mob but Gino…Gino was a good man. Lost his only grandchild to a pedophile that got lost in the system. Seajae found him and put him back into the system for the rest of his life. Gino's boss had the man killed his first day in Rikers. Same team different leauges in her book.
Bosco watched the sun rise. He hated the way him and Seajae left things. He knew better then to push her to far. But last night he needed her with him. He needed to feel safe. Seajae made him feel safe. She had been doing it for so long. She was his light when the dark overcame him. Lately the darkness was overtaking him a lot. He was getting better at hiding it. The anger he felt toward his father was taking its toll. Now there was Bailey in his life. The son that Anthony had hid from him for seventeen years. More the reason to hate the bastard.
"Nothing in the world like it is there Maurice." His hand made it to the grip of his gun but no further. "Hands where I can see them." Bosco felt the cold metal pressed agaist his scull. He raised his hands above his head.
"Who the hell are you and what the hell do you want. I'm trying to enjoy the sunrise here."
"Ahhh ain't that sweet. The big bad officer Boscorelli wants to enjoy the sunrise. Well we have a little buisness to take care of before you can get on with your morning."
"What's that?"
"I want all your father's records."
"I think he sold them and replaced them with CD's about ten years ago." The gun was pressed harder into his head.
"That pretty wife of yours think your funny? Well we can take care of her with a phone call mister smart ass so I would take me a little more seriousley."
"Ok…what do you want?"
"Your father's business records."
"I don't know where they are." Bosco could bluff with the best of them but in this case he wasn't. "I just came for his body."
"You better find them." Bosco heard a sound behind them. The man kept the gun to his head as he looked behind him. Baily stood at the door of the hotel room.
"I know where they are. There in my mom's computer at the house." Bosco tried to see his son. Makes some sort of contact so he knew if he was scared or not. The man looked at the boy. "Let my dad go."
"You got a somewhat smart kid here Boscorelli."
"Yeah I was thinking the same thing." The man lowered his gun and took a step back and grabbed Baily. "Now don't you be stupid."
"I need whats on that computer. Your boy here will help me get it."
"You'll never get in. His mom was murdered yesterday. The house is crawling with cops." The man looked a little nervous.
"You lying."
"Ask him yourself."
"He's telling the truth…my mom was killed last night. That's why I'm staying here." The man looked at the man and the boy who looked so much alike.
"Let the boy go and take me. I can get you thought the police tape." Bailey tenced up. He was afaid for his father. Had his mom and Anthony been in something bigger then he thought. Now it was putting his dad in danger and maybe Bosco's wife and kids too.
"Take us there. I can get you into mom's and Tony's computer." The boy wasn't stupid. He knew that to get what he wanted the man needed both of them. He wasn't going to let his father down.
Seajae walked into the hotel. She had been followed but she didn't care. If the people who wanted her needed her so bad they could have her and leave her family alone. She walked to the pool and being trained the way she was she knew her family wasn't alone. Glancing around she knew that the business that took Caleb McKenzie away from his Saturday breakfast was her family. There were agents at every exit looking like tourist except for a gun placement here and there. As her kids and Sully's splashed in the small waterpark Sully, Doyle and Ty stood watch looking like proud parents yet their eyes always moving. They were safe. She took a step back and looked at her beautiful kids one last time and turned leaving them in the safe hands of her friends.
Bosco looked at the yellow tape surrounding Jordan's house. There was no police there. No cars watching the small house. The man sat in the back seat, a gun to his son's head.
"We can go around back. The computer is in the office at the back of the house." Baily was stronger then any seventeen-year-old should be. He didn't need this. Not now. His mother had been dead less then a day.
"Let the boy go." Bosco looked at the man in the mirror. "He has nothing to with this."
"I'm sure you don't know much about computers let alone the pass words to get me what I need to know."
"After he gets you in you let him go."
"You're in no position to negotiate Sgt. Boscorelli." He motioned the boy out of the car. Baily exited and Bosco got out of the car. The man wasn't fast enoght. As Baily exited Bosco shoved the door agaist the man's hand sending the gun flying. Bosco pushed the door harder jaming the man's hand in the door jam.
"Run Baily!" The boy was torn. He didn't want to leave his father yet he didn't want to disobay him. "GO!" The boy took off and Bosco pulled the man out of the car and pushed him agaist the trunk. As the man struggled Bosco slammed him hard agaist the trunk. "Don't even think about it." Bosco held the man agaist the car with all his weight. "Who the hell sent you?"
"You don't want to know." Bosco pushed harder agaist the man. He heard a siren in the distants and knew Baily had found help. He was tempted to beat the man into submission but his first priority was Baily and his safty. A minute later three police cars pulled up and relieved Bosco of his duty. Baily came out of one of them.
"I ran to the corner…they were at the donut shop." Bosco smiled and went to his son. He took him and hugged him tightly.
"Good going kid." He let him go and looked at the boy that was so much his father. "Why don't we see what your mom and Anthony were hiding in that computer." They headed to the back of the house.
"Do you think what they were doing was illeagle?" Baily knew the answer but he wanted to hear it from his father.
"Yeah. I think they were doing something really illeagle." They went to the computer and Baily booted it up. It took only a few minutes for him to hack into his mother's account. Bosco read the files over Baily's shoulder. Bosco turned and saw TC Calloway coming in the door. "You might want to look at this." TC came up behind Bosco and Baily. The headings and files were all in order. Jordan and his father were laundering money for more then just the Itailian but the whole eastern seaboard.
"Well we know why Jordan and Anthony were killed. Now we need to find out who wants you dead." TC looked at Bosco and then at Baily. Anthony Boscorelli's past indiscretions were living well past his death and TC Calloway was not liking where any of them were leading.