The Past Comes Back by Nehebka

Chapter 2

Danny needed to do some sport, there was too much adrenaline inside is body. He used to play baseball since he was a kid. Although the doctor forbade him to play baseball since he broke his right wrist, he used to go to play it.

He digged in at the plate, bat in hand. Somebody was looking at him a few feet away. Danny spot on his hands where he was wearing a batting glove, and pumped the bat back and forth. Then, the mechanical pitching machine began to deliver balls as Danny stroke almost them. He could not stop thinking about the last conversation with Mac. He was threaten that he could be off the promotion grid. He had too many sacrifices to leave his past behind, finally he achieve whatever he had dreamt about, a respectful, honest life but now his past came back. It seemed as if his past wouldn't allow he could manage to rebuild his life.

"Excuse me sir!" yelled a child. Danny turned around a saw him. "A note has been given to me to deliver it to you" said as he gave it to him.

"Who has given it to you?" asked Danny.

"I dunno sir, he didn't say me he's name. He just gave me one dollar to do it. So I did it" said the cheerfully as he saw his dollar.

Danny read the note and looked around. He kneeled and looked at the child face to face. "Is the person who has given you the note still here?" asked again.

They boy looked around and shook his head. "No… did I do something wrong?" asked the boy as he saw Danny worried.

Danny smiled at him and shook his head. Without saying anything else, the boy turned around and left him alone with his thoughts. As he saw the child leave, he wish he could be that child with so many wishes and without anything to worry about, still thinking the world was a great place to live. But he had seen and lived many things, he did no longer trusted in human nature.

The mechanical pitching machine continued delivering balls but Danny didn't pay attention. He was worried about the note, about who wrote the note.

"Hey" said a familiar voice. Danny looked up and saw Stella.

"H-Hey" mumbled Danny as he threw the note secretly. He wasn't in mood to answer any question about the note. "What are you doing here?" asked surprised.

"I'm worried about you" said Stella.

"I'm fine" replied Danny sharply as he paid attention to the delivery machine and stroke a ball.

"Sure" mumbled Stella sarcastically. She knew that she wasn't getting through to him, he didn't allowed her to help him. Not her not anybody. If he hasn't said anything when the gang Tanglewood appeared for the first time in the investigation of the case, he wouldn't say anything, thought Stella.

He could feel her eyes watching him. That made him uncomfortable. He shook his head sadly, Mac doesn't trust me anymore he had sent Stella to watch my back, thought Danny. "Do you wanted to say anything else?" asked.

Stella shook her head. "ok, see you tomorrow at the office" Danny said as left the batting cage.

Just as she was going to go, she noticed the note in a corner of the batting cage. She kneeled, caught it and read it. 'You're not bending your back on your follow-through Danny boy. We are watching you'.