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Warrent

"You went to the magistrate?" Richard smiled as Kat drove through the centre of the city. She nodded.

"Yeah, well Shapps was trying to get the forensics to add up. The victim was murdered twice."

"Hold on." He pulled a face as Kat smirked.

"Sorry, I forgot you weren't around for that bit." She checked her rear view mirror to see Shapps and Butchers in the car behind them. "The victim was dead when he was murdered. The gunshot wound to the head was not the cause of death. Poor bugger was half dead from alcohol and drug abuse. Chloe in the forensics lab says he was basically a walking corpse before he died."

"Excuse me?"

"It looks like he was dead when he was shot."

"I get that. But was the cause of death natural courses or did someone help him on his way?"

"That's what I am hoping this warrent is going to help us find out." Kat turned the car into the quiet housing estate on the edge of the city.

"Well, even if it doesn't. It shut Hogg up." Richard smiled. "That's more than enough for me." He got out the car as Kat rolled her eyes.

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Janine ran a hand through her dark hair as she wondered what was keeping Richard from answering his phone. She knew there was no way she was going to call her sister to collect her. Helen disapproved of her relationship with Richard and made it known to anyone who would listen. Sighing she dialled the familiar number, hoping the person would do as she asked.

"Mum?"

"Michael." She smiled as her oldest child answered the phone. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah." He walked across the car park. "I said I'd pick the kids up. Richard's gone into work and Lucy has had to visit her mum. She fell, apparently she's been in A&E for hours."

"Can you pick me up?" Janine paused. "Only I've been discharged and I really don't want to get a taxi."

"No way are you getting a taxi." Michael laughed. "I've got Tom and Charlotte. Ellie is going to Joanna's tonight so give me ten minutes and we'll be there."

"Thanks." Janine sighed with relief. Ending the call she walked to the hospital window, concerned that Richard still hadn't answered his phone. It wasn't like him to ignore anyone's calls. She couldn't help but worry.

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"What the Hell is this?" The wiry man snapped as Kat showed him the warrent.

"Step aside Sir." Richard kept his voice monotone. "We have a warrent to search these premises to look for evidence in relation to a murder."

"A what? Oh this is about that no mark druggie." He waved a hand in the air. "Knock yourself out. There is nothing in 'ere that can link me to that scumbag."

"We'll see." Butchers walked in, followed by three uniform officers carrying brown paper evidence bags. Richard glared at him as footsteps ran through the small terraced house.

"Boss!" Shapps called. Richard nodded to the uniformed officer as the man they were guarding sat down on the sofa.

"What you got?" Richard walked into the kitchen.

"Now, correct me if I am wrong." Shapps smirked. "But that is nothing to do with cooking." He held up a tea caddy with small pouches of white powder inside.

"Right." He turned and walked back to where the wiry man was sat. "David Hughes, I am arresting you on suspicion of. Bloody Hell!" He froze as the gun pointed directly at his face. The police officer he had left behind in the living room lay across the armchair, bleeding from a wound in her shoulder. "Put the gun down!"

"Nah, I think you've stopped calling the shots now." The wiry man smirked. "I think it's my turn."

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Michael threw the holdall Janine had packed in the back of his little car. Charlotte clapped her hands happily as she realised her mum was coming home.

"Are you better now, Mum?" Tom asked.

"Yes, thanks." Janine smiled at him. "And I can't wait to hear what you've all been getting up to when I was in hospital."

"Nothing." Michael and Tom answered simultaneously. Charlotte giggled. Janine turned back and watched the world go by, wondering why Richard still wasn't answering his phone.

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"Shit." Shapps stated as he walked into the living room to see one injured officer and Richard held at gunpoint. "Kat's hunch was right then."

"Yeah." Richard nodded.

"You really going to shoot three coppers?" Shapps asked, his heart almost beating out of his chest. "Not exactly the best way to stay out of prison. Especially when all we can charge you with is possession with intent. The bloke you shot. He was already dead. You can't murder a dead man."

"That's true." Richard looked at the younger officer, relieved to see she was still breathing. "We don't even have a name for him. At the moment his family don't know he is dead."

"Watson."

"What?" Shapps asked.

"His name. The scumbag is Joe Watson."

"As in Sherlock Holmes' side kick?" Shapps looked at the gunman, daring to take a step closer.

"Yeah."

"Right." Richard paused, glad to see the younger, thinner man was having doubts about his ability to take on two police officers who were considerably larger than him. Shapps stepped forward at the same time as Richard. Seconds later Butchers and Kat rounded the doorway as gunfire filled the air.

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A/N More soon. Please let me know what you think.