"What the hell are you looking at?" Rose asked in a voice more along the
lines of a hiss to the room of employees as he walked into work the next
morning.
Drake had casually walked back to his seat from the copy machine, not being able to take his eyes off his boss. "Err...you..."
"Look like hell," finished Ted with a slight nod.
Rose ignored the comment and continued to walk onwards to his office. If it was true, him looking like hell, there was only one person who caused it. Dee Laytner. Rose sat down at his desk, the details of last night running through his head. It was as clear as day. That asshole was pretending to be drunk, just so he can get passed the front door.
He didn't care. It was all worth it. He got what he wanted, and that was Dee unemployed. Finally he had a reason to lose the dead weight. Now if only he was a quicker shot and Ryo hadn't been so hasty, he would have gotten the second thing he's wanted most in the entire world.
"Looks like I'll just have to try it again," he murmured, mentally plotting ways to get rid of Dee, while filling out his termination papers at the same time with much delight, thinking of some sort of plan to cook up to get rid of Dee. "He messed with the wrong man."
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"You have to leave now, sir," the afternoon nurse had said to Dee after he had been in there mostly all night and morning, trying to wake up his beloved from an endless slumber.
Dee, who was overtired, got quickly annoyed when he was told this. He was annoyed at just about anything right now, but mostly angry with Rose and would take it out on anyone that provoked him.
"I am not leaving until he wakes up. I'm a cop and I know my colleagues would back me up. I refuse to leave this room without Ryo."
"But sir..."
"But nothing!" Dee objected, standing up in fury. "I want you to—!"
"Mr. Laytner," said a voice from the door. Dee was instantly silent when two men showed up wearing police apparel, summoning him. He had seen them before and exchanged a few words of common interest, but didn't know them in any other way. "We have orders from commissioner Rose to place you under arrest for the attempted murder of Randy Maclean."
Dee's eyes expanded. Before he could have a time to respond, the two had him by the arms roughly, ignoring the fact that an injured man was in the bed right beside them.
Dee fought them off easily and stepped backwards, question marks and veins popping freely and noticeably from his forehead.
"What is the MEANING of this?! Come storming in here while my partner is out of commission and pulling in some lie that I'm the one who did it! That bastard Rose is the jealous one here; he's the one who did it! He's the one you should be going after, not me! I was there! That bullet was meant for me!"
The two weren't buying his story.
"Why would commissioner Rose want to kill one of his employees?" the taller one asked, folding his arms, relishing this psycho fellow officer.
Dee shook his head. "I'm not an employee of that branch any longer. He fired me because I decked him one after hitting on my partner. I don't give a shit, that's all done and over with. What pisses me off now is that he had the BALLS to go and do this. How did he approach you? It's kinda funny how he picks the only two officers that I've never known in the whole time I've worked there, isn't it? Why didn't he just choose Ted or Drake or someone else that's closer to me? Huh? Answer me that! He's guilty and he's trying to cover it up!"
"Mr. Laytner," the shorter one cut in, unable to stand his blabbering any further. "He did give the others the option to come. They didn't have the stomach for it. They were speaking about how disgusting you were and how you could have done this to your partner. Not to mention some were strictly curious."
Dee's mouth dropped. His fellow officers actually believed this?! They believed he would do something like this?!
He wagged his head quickly. "No...that's...that's bullshit!! How could they believe I would do something like that?!"
The taller cop exposed the handcuffs. "Then if you're ready, let's go down to the station and talk to him about it."
Dee was no fool. He knew exactly where they were taking him and it wasn't the station for the life of him. They would throw him into a place where no one would even know he's there or even acknowledge his very presence.
He neglected to move an inch.
"Are you going to come with us now or do we need to call for someone who will make you move?"
The honey-eyed man didn't budge. He only wished he had the whole room to himself so he could do some strict damage. He never could handle his anger well and those who knew him knew that. Violence to objects calmed him down, or drinking his problems away and right at the moment, he would need someone to make him unconscious to calm down. Knowing Rose could fire him, and then try and take away the one thing he could ever love, made him desperate to pay the bastard a visit.
The nurse became extremely fidgety. "Oh please, don't cause more of a scene here. You'll disturb the patients."
Dee was anything other than calm, cool, and collective. He wanted to see some heads roll and wouldn't be happy unless it was done. Instead, he looked over to Ryo, who was still unconscious, but probably hearing every word. Dee only wished he could spring up and tell them all the truth. It would only be a matter of time before that was to happen, so willingly exposed his wrists, knowing Ryo would be there to tell the truth and the commissioner would have his price to pay.
"Glad you saw it our way."
Within seconds, they shipped the young ex-cop out the door. Being pulled outside, in front of everyone at that, he knew this was only going to be temporary. Little did he know, it was all just beginning.
Drake had casually walked back to his seat from the copy machine, not being able to take his eyes off his boss. "Err...you..."
"Look like hell," finished Ted with a slight nod.
Rose ignored the comment and continued to walk onwards to his office. If it was true, him looking like hell, there was only one person who caused it. Dee Laytner. Rose sat down at his desk, the details of last night running through his head. It was as clear as day. That asshole was pretending to be drunk, just so he can get passed the front door.
He didn't care. It was all worth it. He got what he wanted, and that was Dee unemployed. Finally he had a reason to lose the dead weight. Now if only he was a quicker shot and Ryo hadn't been so hasty, he would have gotten the second thing he's wanted most in the entire world.
"Looks like I'll just have to try it again," he murmured, mentally plotting ways to get rid of Dee, while filling out his termination papers at the same time with much delight, thinking of some sort of plan to cook up to get rid of Dee. "He messed with the wrong man."
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"You have to leave now, sir," the afternoon nurse had said to Dee after he had been in there mostly all night and morning, trying to wake up his beloved from an endless slumber.
Dee, who was overtired, got quickly annoyed when he was told this. He was annoyed at just about anything right now, but mostly angry with Rose and would take it out on anyone that provoked him.
"I am not leaving until he wakes up. I'm a cop and I know my colleagues would back me up. I refuse to leave this room without Ryo."
"But sir..."
"But nothing!" Dee objected, standing up in fury. "I want you to—!"
"Mr. Laytner," said a voice from the door. Dee was instantly silent when two men showed up wearing police apparel, summoning him. He had seen them before and exchanged a few words of common interest, but didn't know them in any other way. "We have orders from commissioner Rose to place you under arrest for the attempted murder of Randy Maclean."
Dee's eyes expanded. Before he could have a time to respond, the two had him by the arms roughly, ignoring the fact that an injured man was in the bed right beside them.
Dee fought them off easily and stepped backwards, question marks and veins popping freely and noticeably from his forehead.
"What is the MEANING of this?! Come storming in here while my partner is out of commission and pulling in some lie that I'm the one who did it! That bastard Rose is the jealous one here; he's the one who did it! He's the one you should be going after, not me! I was there! That bullet was meant for me!"
The two weren't buying his story.
"Why would commissioner Rose want to kill one of his employees?" the taller one asked, folding his arms, relishing this psycho fellow officer.
Dee shook his head. "I'm not an employee of that branch any longer. He fired me because I decked him one after hitting on my partner. I don't give a shit, that's all done and over with. What pisses me off now is that he had the BALLS to go and do this. How did he approach you? It's kinda funny how he picks the only two officers that I've never known in the whole time I've worked there, isn't it? Why didn't he just choose Ted or Drake or someone else that's closer to me? Huh? Answer me that! He's guilty and he's trying to cover it up!"
"Mr. Laytner," the shorter one cut in, unable to stand his blabbering any further. "He did give the others the option to come. They didn't have the stomach for it. They were speaking about how disgusting you were and how you could have done this to your partner. Not to mention some were strictly curious."
Dee's mouth dropped. His fellow officers actually believed this?! They believed he would do something like this?!
He wagged his head quickly. "No...that's...that's bullshit!! How could they believe I would do something like that?!"
The taller cop exposed the handcuffs. "Then if you're ready, let's go down to the station and talk to him about it."
Dee was no fool. He knew exactly where they were taking him and it wasn't the station for the life of him. They would throw him into a place where no one would even know he's there or even acknowledge his very presence.
He neglected to move an inch.
"Are you going to come with us now or do we need to call for someone who will make you move?"
The honey-eyed man didn't budge. He only wished he had the whole room to himself so he could do some strict damage. He never could handle his anger well and those who knew him knew that. Violence to objects calmed him down, or drinking his problems away and right at the moment, he would need someone to make him unconscious to calm down. Knowing Rose could fire him, and then try and take away the one thing he could ever love, made him desperate to pay the bastard a visit.
The nurse became extremely fidgety. "Oh please, don't cause more of a scene here. You'll disturb the patients."
Dee was anything other than calm, cool, and collective. He wanted to see some heads roll and wouldn't be happy unless it was done. Instead, he looked over to Ryo, who was still unconscious, but probably hearing every word. Dee only wished he could spring up and tell them all the truth. It would only be a matter of time before that was to happen, so willingly exposed his wrists, knowing Ryo would be there to tell the truth and the commissioner would have his price to pay.
"Glad you saw it our way."
Within seconds, they shipped the young ex-cop out the door. Being pulled outside, in front of everyone at that, he knew this was only going to be temporary. Little did he know, it was all just beginning.