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His Worst Nightmare.
Ch. 30.
Luigi's Restaurant Lower East Side Manhattan.
Giuseppe picked up the no name cell phone and looked at the pictures that had been sent to him, then reached over to the folder on his desk and took out the photo from the surveillance camera at the club. It was the same man! A few minutes later his capo phoned him and told him that the Detectives were leaving the house, and if he still wanted them tailed.
Giuseppe ordered them to remain where they were and not to let the other man out of their sights. He had found his sons murderer! There was the slight problem of him being in protective custody, nothing that his best hit man couldn't deal with though. After a brief phone call on a no name cell phone and 25 grand lighter, he smiled. The 'Silencer' as this hit man was known, had never once failed him, and he had given him precise instructions to let this man suffer before he killed him!
Erial New Jersey.
2 hours after the two Detectives had left; Dexter had just finished a phone call with the D.A Ron Carver. He was, at last, allowed to go home. Of course he would still require protection, once in Miami, he could handle that, he had been away far too long and he longed to see his son again. He would be informed if they captured Wallace again and he was booked onto the next flight to Miami. Packing didn't take long as he never took much with him.
He grabbed his bag and left the house, after a few strides towards the car, he felt a searing pain erupt in his gut and was wrenched around by the impact, before he fell to the floor. It felt like a hot poker was inside his stomach and he writhed in agony, just realizing that he had been shot, the last thing he remembered before the darkness took him, was the sound of the ambulance approaching and the Detective applying pressure to his wound and telling him to hang on in there.
Red Hook NYC
Nicole sat and waited, she had forced Nelda at gun point to swallow the meds, and she was now sleeping. As a precaution, she had fixed her leg to a chain, as physically Nelda was stronger than her, in her pregnant state. She knew the first chance she got, that Nelda would make a run for it and go to her ex. She would keep her alive as long as she had a use for her.
Nicole allowed herself a little nap, about an hour later the sound of a car pulling up outside woke her; this was going to be so easy. She smiled at him when he entered the room, at least he was handsome and in good shape!
"Good evening, thanks for coming by. I must say I'm at a disadvantage, you know my name and yet I don't know yours." She gave him her sexiest smile.
He gave her a slow once over and returned her smile and then extended his hand for her to shake.
"Where are my good manners? Hello Nicole let me introduce myself, my name is Patrick Copa and it is a pleasure to meet you."
He held her hand a little longer than etiquette would allow, smiling as he then took a seat opposite her.
"Oh Patrick, believe me the pleasure is all mine, thanks for responding so quickly to my request. I gather you didn't tell Gavin that you were on your way to meet me?"
"I can guarantee you, he knows nothing. He never talks highly of you though; it is hard for me to believe that a lady, as beautiful as you are, is a serial killer. His fear is my profit though, so it is a win situation for me. So enlighten me, why did you want me meet up with you?"
Nicole leaned forward and stroked over his hand.
"Let's just say I have a little business proposition, that will most certainly interest you, not just business though as I find you extremely attractive."
With a bat of her eyes and a suggestive smile she leant towards him and was satisfied, when he returned her kiss. This was indeed going to be oh so easy!
Underwood Memorial Hospital.
They had nearly reached 1PP, when they got the call from Captain Hannah, and had immediately driven back to New Jersey; they now sat in the waiting room and were waiting for news.
They had, after showing their badges, been told that Dexter Morgan was in surgery and that it was touch and go. He had taken a bullet to the stomach and the surgeons were doing all they could to save him. It wasn't looking very promising though, as he had lost a great deal of blood.
They each had given blood, and then spoke to Detectives Jeffries and Richards, to find out exactly what had happened.
Bobby was confused, as using firearms was not Wallace's style, and that CSU had worked out that the shot came from nearly 300 yards away. It could be that, whoever had helped them escape had done this, he however doubted that. All that was left was to wait for ballistics to come back with the results on the bullet and if it could be linked to any previous shootings.
After 4 hours of waiting the door to the waiting room opened and a Doctor entered, whose clothing was smothered in blood. He asked who was there for Mr. Morgan, so we got up and walked over to him, and watched as he slowly shook his head.
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