My Way
Ch. 3
Before Joe went back to his seat, he gave a strong pat on the shoulder to Harvey who was next to speak about their friend. Joe got a comforting hand from his wife, who watched her husband once again, cry what seemed like endless tears.
"Well boss, the word boss will never mean the same thing again. There will never be another Nash Bridges, it's just not possible. I mean, Joseph comes close, but he's Mexican."
He caught a quiet laugh from the crowd. "Seriously though, you were the greatest cop I had ever seen and had the pleasure to watch in action almost every day of my adult life… Nash was kind of like a mentor to me, well to a lot of cops starting on the force. He knew just the way to ask you to do something and when the right time was to do it... God, his heart was the size of the Grand Canyon; I mean he's had me shaking my head at some of the things he would do for people.
"It's common at things like this to talk of only the good side of the person lost, but to be totally honest, whenever there was a bad side, it always seemed to be justified. And I wouldn't even say any of us have a bad side, we are human. Nash had such quick wit, which is why I think we worked so well together. I didn't have a dad growing up and never knew what it felt like to have one till I met Nash.
"He and Joe taught me everything I know and will ever know about being a cop. From paper work to ethics. There is so much I'm gonna miss, but mostly I'm gonna miss the little comments, like; "Harv, what the hell did my computer just do?" Or just the way he said my name to ask me to do something. "Harvey" and me replying "Yeah boss?"
That I have to say will be what I will miss the most. I'm proud to say that I was friends with the best cop in the world, and the greatest human being I will ever know. God Bless you boss, I'm gonna miss ya."
Flashback
"We've got a camera inside!", came the yell from one of a cops behind the squad car, who was just rushing over them, carrying a small screen, on which there was a black and white version of what looked like one of those web cams, that you found on the internet these days.
"Looks like our man forgot about the cameras in the building, so we got a look at the main walkway, and about half of the side corridors on his floor.", the man reported with a smirk on his face, that left no doubt he was glad that they had made at least some kind of progress. Switching through the different camera angles, though, it quickly became obvious that none of the camera's covered the room in which the bomber was hiding. But when it showed yet another angle of the hall, everyone took a harsh breath, not believing what they saw, but fearing that this had just turned about 100 more serious.
"Joe, we need to get them out. And I mean right now."
At the determination in Nash's voice, Joe didn't even need to nod in acknowledgement, because there was no doubt left, that Nash would not be willing to stand around any longer doing nothing. And staring at screen, Joe couldn't help but swallow hard, as he watched the screen, that showed about a dozen children cowering in the corner of a small room, obviously too frightened to even move, let alone dare to get out and run past the man, who was somewhere on the floor with them.