Disclaimer: Ashes to Ashes does not belong to me
Chapter Two
Alex almost screamed when the footage stopped and only silence followed. Typical Gene. He hadn't followed the rules, done what they had wanted and now it might have cost him his life! If by chance he was alive, and he returned, she would strangle him herself!
"Oh God…do you think they…?" Shaz began her voice hysterical.
"Don't even say it!" Ray demanded his voice cold and harsh. "Don't even think about it!"
"But what if he's d-!" She exclaimed, only to be cut off by Ray once again.
"HE'S NOT DEAD!"
Alex turned round, facing her team with a solemn and serious expression, the one she only wore on dark days. "They wouldn't have killed him because they need him for something. If they were planning on killing him, they would've done it already and maybe send the body back to us like a calling card but they didn't! They made him make a tape because they want something from us. Quid pro quo."
All heads turned as Chris dragged himself into CID, a mess as normal. He immediately went to Shaz who looked anguished and tearful at the current situation unravelling before them.
"Chris! They've got the Guv!"
Alex stared at the bloody footprints he made as he walked back to his desk.
"Chris? Is that blood?"
…
They'd put in the brown envelope, although it didn't require a big envelope. But even so, the envelope was sealed and the name was written on the front in bold, black print:
ALEXANDRE DRAKE
Sealed. Done.
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'IF RAY BLOODY CARLING TOLD YOU TO JUMP OFF A CLIFF YOU WOULDN'T DO IT SO IF RAY BLOODY CARLING TELLS YOU TO MURDER SOMEBODY THEN YOU DON'T DO IT. YOU IDIOT YOU DO UNDERSTAND I AM GOING TO HAVE TO ARREST YOU NOW!'
Alex had taken Chris into Gene's office after his confession – he seemed very pleased about just having taken a person's life – determined to keep professional at all times, it was pointless really as her screaming at Chris could be heard from the front desk.
'Ray is my superior officer, therefore I…'
'OH DON'T GIVE ME THAT BULLSHIT SKELTON, YOU ARE UNBELIEVABLE UN BLOODY BELEVEAB…'
Alex was cut off by a timid knock on the door, when she glanced up and waved Viv in, he handed over a brown envelope and walked back out again.
'Do me a favour Chris, get lost for five minutes, but make it just five minutes and then come back so I can shout at you some more.'
'Yes Ma'am.'
Chris left Alex alone, glad of the break – he really needed a cigarette – Alex sat on the edge of the desk fiddling with the envelope in her hands. She breathed deeply then began to tear at the brown paper…
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Fucking Bastards! Crazy, fucking, scummy bastards! It wasn't the dull ache in his jaw that angered him, but the fact that Alex would be receiving something that would freak the shit out of her anytime now.
Crazy fucking Bastards! Soon as he got out of here, they'd be begging him to have mercy.
Bastards…
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Chris was staring at his watch intently, muttering under his breath as he did so. Spotting this, Ray decided to question what the hell he was doing.
"4.57, 4.58, 4.59, 5 minutes!" He announced, knocking on the door once again and entering without permission. He prepared himself for another bollocking, followed by the feel of handcuffs on his wrists however none of this came and Alex remained stood at the window.
"Err Boss, I mean Ma'am" Chris said timidly. He looked at his watch. "It's been 5 minutes – no wait – 5 minutes and 12 seconds, no 13, 14, 15…"
Alex sighed, staying near the window with her back to Chris. "Just go and arrest yourself will you I've got more important things on my mind…"
Chris left, leaving Alex alone. She turned the tooth over in her hand, studying it and trying to figure what was the meaning behind it being posted to her.
Now she was no dentist, sure she'd been a couple of times because of the excessive amount of fizzy drinks she used to have as a child and that was only due to Evan's crap disciplinary as a parent. But she knew the tooth was a wisdom tooth, one that would be found right at the back.
London citizens were walking past Fenchurch below; Alex watched these people from the window where she had found Gene stood many of times.
Lucky Bastards. They don't even know how lucky they are.
Gaining her composure, she turned away from the window and decided to inform her team about the latest development.
As she stepped outside, she was greeted by Chris struggling to get himself into handcuffs…
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