Tarnished Angel sequel to Heaven is missing an Angel
Chapter 1
One year later
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Monday morning
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He turned over and hit the snooze button. He hated Monday mornings. He used to love going to work. Work used to be the most important thing in his life until he met her. He turned on his back stretched and yawned. Then he turned to look at her, his sleeping beauty. He could spend the whole day just watching her sleep. He snuggled up to her for the last few minutes of the weekend before having to get up and shower for the day.
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"Hmmm, good morning," she said. She stretched and wrapped her arms around him and kissed him.
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"Can we just stay here all day?" he moaned, as he held her tight in his arms.
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"I think Eames would come looking for you," she smiled. "And after what happened last year, the University would call out the National Guard for me."
"With me around nothing is going to happen to you my dear," he said, as he got on top of her and started kissing her passionately, then the alarm sounded again.
"Time's up!" she laughed.
He rolled over hit the snooze. "We get 15 more minutes," he smiled.
"That's all I get?" she pouted.
"I will make it up to you tonight, but believe me you won't be disappointed," he winked.
Angelique wasn't, she never was; Bobby knew all the right spots.
Goren arrived at work. Eames was already at her desk. These days Eames was always at work first. Everyone noticed Goren was happier this last year. He smiled more; he was always whistling and was always in a hurry to go home. Nobody was complaining but he was just different.
"Good morning Eames!" smiled Goren.
"Hey Bobby. How was your weekend?" asked Eames.
"Fantastic! Yours?"
"It was ok, went visit my nephew. How is Angela?"
"She is great! What you working on?" he asked.
"Captain wants everyone to get together all the cases they have worked on in the last year. All our personal case notes, case files that we might still have in our desk. So if you have anything, you need to get it together," she said, with a puzzled look.
"Did he say why?" Goren grabbed his tie clip and then rubbed his forehead as he tried to think.
"No, he was very secretive," Eames remained puzzled.
Hudson University
"Hey Ang can I come in?" asked Samantha.
"Sure Sam. How have you been? So sorry I haven't kept in touch, I have been so busy," said Angela.
"Yeah I bet, with the clinic, getting back to teaching and that big hunky good looking detective," she laughed. "Details girlfriend, I need details."
Angela laughed, "Ok, we will have to have lunch and I will fill you in. Soon I promise."
"Oh, I almost forgot the reason I came. I picked up this envelope in the office for you. It says 'photos don't bend', figured it might important." She handed Angela the envelope.
Angela opened the envelope and recognized the person in the picture right away and smiled.
"Cute little boy. Who is he?" asked Sam.
"Just a little boy I helped. I donated some bone marrow awhile back. Guess his mom wanted to show me how well he was doing," she responded. "Well Sam I have a class in 10 minutes so..."
"Ok, I get the hint, but soon we will do lunch," she reminded Angela as she walked out the door.
Angela stared at the Joey's picture. When she first met him she hadn't realized how much they looked alike; he had blue eyes just like hers. She was so glad Vickie had sent her the picture and was even happier her half brother was doing well. Colin Mahoney had lived up to his side of the bargain and hadn't contacted her since the transplant. Angela walked to her first class since the attack.
One Police Plaza
Everyone at Major Case was putting all their notes and case files in boxes and labeling them with their names, badge numbers and dates. Everyone was talking and some mentioned IAB. Bobby thought "Why would IAB be investigating Major Case?" The Chief of D's was in Ross' office. He and Ross didn't seem happy. Goren felt when he left he was looking right at him.
"Did you see that Eames?" asked Bobby, as he rubbed the back of his neck.
"What Bobby?" she looked confused.
"The Chief, he looked right at me," stated Bobby.
"Bobby you're being paranoid," she snarked. "If it was you, why are they pulling everyone's cases?"
"So it doesn't look suspicious," he got up and started pacing.
"Not everything is about you," Eames said and rolled her eyes.
Hudson University
"So if you follow these rules and read all the assignments you should do well in this class. See everyone next week," Angela breathed a sigh of relief her first class was over.
She packed up her papers and walked out in the hall. She felt a tap on her shoulder.
"Excuse me, Dr. Rossi?" he asked.
"Yes, can I help you?"
"Hi, I am Dr. Andy Brennan," he reached out to shake her hand. "I will be taking over the clinic in the Bronx. I know you only work on every other Saturday, but I am trying to meet everyone who works at the clinic. I will be having a staff meeting tomorrow night at Cafe Gray. I would like everyone to attend."
"What happened to Dr. James? You seem kind of young to run a clinic," she inquired.
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[size="4"]"Well Dr. James is retiring to Connecticut, and believe me I am more than qualified," he said smiling. "Will you be there?"
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[size="4"]"I will try," she replied. As he walked away she wondered how they could put a doctor so young in charge of such a busy clinic, then she remembered Mother Mary Kate saying, "Don't judge, give people a chance."
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Full Version: Tarnished Angel
Good chapter, Jryan! I wish I was Angelique! 
nice story
Hi Bubba here, that was a good chapter Jryan. Nice job.
I wonder what the CODs has up his sleeve?
QUOTE (ciaddict @ Jul 13 2008, 07:12 PM) 
I wonder what the CODs has up his sleeve?
forgot to thank you for being my beta CI
QUOTE (ciaddict @ Jul 13 2008, 05:12 PM)
I wonder what the CODs has up his sleeve?
No kidding! An interesting start, I look forward to more chapters.
Thanks yall, I have to contain my excitement, I have so much I want to convey, but Have to do it slowly to make it, Make sense, does that make sense. I hope I don't disappoint. But don't want to drag it out too long either. Thanking CI again for the beta work, and here is Chapter 2.
Chapter 2
One Police Plaza
"Here comes the Captain," said Eames.
"Detectives, I need you check out the murder of Simon Howard. Howard is the president of First American Bank. He called in sick this morning, which was news to his wife; when she called to talk to him at the bank and they told her. She decided to go home to check on him. She found him and another male dead," explained Ross.
Goren stood up and approached the Captain. "Uh, Captain, is everything ok? I mean all this file collecting going on, is something.....?" asked Goren.
Ross avoided direct eye contact. "I can't discuss this with you Detective, just do your job," said Captain Ross, then he returned to his office.
Goren shuffled his feet, grabbed his binder and started heading for the elevator. He turned back and Eames was still at her desk. "You coming?" he asked.
"Sure," she said. She hadn't ever seen her partner so worried about an IAB investigation. Did he have something to hide?
They rode in silence to the crime scene. Bobby's regular happy demeanor was gone. Eames wondered why. She thought about asking, but was afraid of the "Back off" she would probably get from him like she had gotten before. Bobby was always willing to share when things were good, but when things were bad he would shut down. After 20 minutes of stone cold silence they arrived at the home of Simon and Vivian Howard.They approached the house. The first thing Goren noticed was no signs of forced entry.When they walked in CSU had dusted for prints and gathered evidence. Mrs. Howard was crying to one of the detectives. Mr. Howard was still in a chair tied up with a sheet over him, to keep him from Mrs. Howard's view. It was probably a single gunshot to the head from the blood that had soaked through the sheet. The second body was lying on the floor at Mr. Howard's feet single gunshot wound to the back of the head.
The detective who was talking to Mrs. Howard came over to Goren and Eames. "You must be the detectives from Major Case?"
"Detectives Goren and Eames," said Eames.
"Hi, I'm Detective Mitchell from the 2-7. We have Simon Howard, 58, President of the First American Bank. Called in sick to work, but didn't tell his wife. When she came home to check on him this is what she found. We don't know who the John Doe is, but he is the one who shot Howard, there is gunshot residue on him. But the gun is missing. Mrs. Howard doesn't know him," finished Mitchell.
"Did the bank ever get a call asking for any money demands?" asked Goren.
"No, no calls were made out of the house," said Mitchell.
"Thanks Mitchell we will take it from here," said Eames.
Goren looked at the bodies. He uncovered Simon Howard. He was shot at close range one shot to the middle of the forehead, but first he was bound, gagged and tortured.
A few fingers were broken, his lip was swollen, and he was punched in the eye.
They wanted something from him. Something he didn't give up. He looked at the other guy. This was just a simple execution a shot to the back of the head point blank range.
This was a professional hit. Goren noticed football memorabilia around the room and sports magazines. Goren then joined Eames who was questioning Mrs. Howard.
"Did your husband have any enemies?" asked Eames.
"No, Simon was a loving and caring man," Vivian cried.
"Mrs. Howard was your husband a big sports fan?" asked Goren.
"Yes he loved football, basketball and baseball," said Vivian.
"Did he ever bet on games?" he asked.
"I think with his friends he might have, you know friendly wagers," she added.
"Who handled the finances, you or your husband?" asked Goren.
"Oh, Simon was the banker, he handled all of that," she said.
"Thank you, Mrs. Howard," said Goren.
Goren and Eames walked out the house and got into the SUV.
"So you're thinking this was a hit to because of a gambling debt?" asked Eames.
"Maybe. But then who killed the hit man?" asked Goren.
Hudson University
"Are you ok?" asked Sam.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Think I shouldn't have eaten the tuna salad in the cafeteria," said Angela, as she walked out of the stall of the bathroom. She splashed water on her face after washing her hands in the lavatory. "Must have been some bad mayo, combined with my nervous stomach, since coming back to work."
"Maybe you should lay down awhile you don't look so good," Sam said with concern.
"Geez thanks, but maybe you're right. I only had the one class today I was going to just work in the office, but I think I will just take a cab and go home," said Angela.
"Maybe I should call Bobby?" said Sam.
"Oh please, for slight food poisoning? The man has an important job, I can handle this myself, I am a doctor," smiled Angela.
"Well call me to let me know you got home, ok?" asked Sam.
"Yes, mom," she said laughing.
Angela went back to her office and packed up her things in her briefcase to take home. She called a cab to meet her in front of the University. She walked out her office and locked the door. When she turned around to walk out but she bumped into a woman causing the woman to drop some papers she was holding.
"Oh, I am so sorry," apologized Angela bending down to help her pick up the papers.
"No, it's my fault," said the woman.
"Hmm, interesting topic," Angela said reading the paper. "Religious Symbolisms in Moby Dick."
"Yes, I thought so. Hope my students think so," she smiled. "I am Beth Brennan, the new professor of Literature."
"Hi, I am Angela Rossi, Psychology," said Angela, as she shook hands with the new teacher. "Are you related to Dr. Andy Brennan?"
"You know my husband?" asked Beth.
"I met him today. He is taking over the clinic I work at part-time. We have a staff meeting tomorrow night. Told him I would be there, but the way I feel now, well hopefully I will feel better," said Angela.
"You're not feeling well?" asked Beth.
"Think I ate some bad tuna at lunch. I really have to go my cab is waiting. It was really nice to meet you Beth," said Angela.
"Nice to meet you too Angela. If you're not better by tomorrow, maybe it's not the tuna and you're pregnant," smiled Beth.
Angela's smile disappeared from her face, that thought had never crossed her mind. She walked to the cab got in and told the driver to take her to the drugstore.
Chapter 2
One Police Plaza
"Here comes the Captain," said Eames.
"Detectives, I need you check out the murder of Simon Howard. Howard is the president of First American Bank. He called in sick this morning, which was news to his wife; when she called to talk to him at the bank and they told her. She decided to go home to check on him. She found him and another male dead," explained Ross.
Goren stood up and approached the Captain. "Uh, Captain, is everything ok? I mean all this file collecting going on, is something.....?" asked Goren.
Ross avoided direct eye contact. "I can't discuss this with you Detective, just do your job," said Captain Ross, then he returned to his office.
Goren shuffled his feet, grabbed his binder and started heading for the elevator. He turned back and Eames was still at her desk. "You coming?" he asked.
"Sure," she said. She hadn't ever seen her partner so worried about an IAB investigation. Did he have something to hide?
They rode in silence to the crime scene. Bobby's regular happy demeanor was gone. Eames wondered why. She thought about asking, but was afraid of the "Back off" she would probably get from him like she had gotten before. Bobby was always willing to share when things were good, but when things were bad he would shut down. After 20 minutes of stone cold silence they arrived at the home of Simon and Vivian Howard.They approached the house. The first thing Goren noticed was no signs of forced entry.When they walked in CSU had dusted for prints and gathered evidence. Mrs. Howard was crying to one of the detectives. Mr. Howard was still in a chair tied up with a sheet over him, to keep him from Mrs. Howard's view. It was probably a single gunshot to the head from the blood that had soaked through the sheet. The second body was lying on the floor at Mr. Howard's feet single gunshot wound to the back of the head.
The detective who was talking to Mrs. Howard came over to Goren and Eames. "You must be the detectives from Major Case?"
"Detectives Goren and Eames," said Eames.
"Hi, I'm Detective Mitchell from the 2-7. We have Simon Howard, 58, President of the First American Bank. Called in sick to work, but didn't tell his wife. When she came home to check on him this is what she found. We don't know who the John Doe is, but he is the one who shot Howard, there is gunshot residue on him. But the gun is missing. Mrs. Howard doesn't know him," finished Mitchell.
"Did the bank ever get a call asking for any money demands?" asked Goren.
"No, no calls were made out of the house," said Mitchell.
"Thanks Mitchell we will take it from here," said Eames.
Goren looked at the bodies. He uncovered Simon Howard. He was shot at close range one shot to the middle of the forehead, but first he was bound, gagged and tortured.
A few fingers were broken, his lip was swollen, and he was punched in the eye.
They wanted something from him. Something he didn't give up. He looked at the other guy. This was just a simple execution a shot to the back of the head point blank range.
This was a professional hit. Goren noticed football memorabilia around the room and sports magazines. Goren then joined Eames who was questioning Mrs. Howard.
"Did your husband have any enemies?" asked Eames.
"No, Simon was a loving and caring man," Vivian cried.
"Mrs. Howard was your husband a big sports fan?" asked Goren.
"Yes he loved football, basketball and baseball," said Vivian.
"Did he ever bet on games?" he asked.
"I think with his friends he might have, you know friendly wagers," she added.
"Who handled the finances, you or your husband?" asked Goren.
"Oh, Simon was the banker, he handled all of that," she said.
"Thank you, Mrs. Howard," said Goren.
Goren and Eames walked out the house and got into the SUV.
"So you're thinking this was a hit to because of a gambling debt?" asked Eames.
"Maybe. But then who killed the hit man?" asked Goren.
Hudson University
"Are you ok?" asked Sam.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Think I shouldn't have eaten the tuna salad in the cafeteria," said Angela, as she walked out of the stall of the bathroom. She splashed water on her face after washing her hands in the lavatory. "Must have been some bad mayo, combined with my nervous stomach, since coming back to work."
"Maybe you should lay down awhile you don't look so good," Sam said with concern.
"Geez thanks, but maybe you're right. I only had the one class today I was going to just work in the office, but I think I will just take a cab and go home," said Angela.
"Maybe I should call Bobby?" said Sam.
"Oh please, for slight food poisoning? The man has an important job, I can handle this myself, I am a doctor," smiled Angela.
"Well call me to let me know you got home, ok?" asked Sam.
"Yes, mom," she said laughing.
Angela went back to her office and packed up her things in her briefcase to take home. She called a cab to meet her in front of the University. She walked out her office and locked the door. When she turned around to walk out but she bumped into a woman causing the woman to drop some papers she was holding.
"Oh, I am so sorry," apologized Angela bending down to help her pick up the papers.
"No, it's my fault," said the woman.
"Hmm, interesting topic," Angela said reading the paper. "Religious Symbolisms in Moby Dick."
"Yes, I thought so. Hope my students think so," she smiled. "I am Beth Brennan, the new professor of Literature."
"Hi, I am Angela Rossi, Psychology," said Angela, as she shook hands with the new teacher. "Are you related to Dr. Andy Brennan?"
"You know my husband?" asked Beth.
"I met him today. He is taking over the clinic I work at part-time. We have a staff meeting tomorrow night. Told him I would be there, but the way I feel now, well hopefully I will feel better," said Angela.
"You're not feeling well?" asked Beth.
"Think I ate some bad tuna at lunch. I really have to go my cab is waiting. It was really nice to meet you Beth," said Angela.
"Nice to meet you too Angela. If you're not better by tomorrow, maybe it's not the tuna and you're pregnant," smiled Beth.
Angela's smile disappeared from her face, that thought had never crossed her mind. She walked to the cab got in and told the driver to take her to the drugstore.
This sounds interesting. I hope that woman isn't Nicole; the Moby Dick reference was quite interesting if that is the case. Keep writing.
QUOTE (AmandaB @ Jul 14 2008, 10:41 AM)
This sounds interesting. I hope that woman isn't Nicole; the Moby Dick reference was quite interesting if that is the case. Keep writing.
Yes, Moby Dick and Nicole Wallace will forever be connected in my mind!
Another good chapter!
I like the story so far, but why does everyone seem to have to bring Nicole into it somehow? Please don't let that be Nicole....
Seems Bobby's been a very busy boy! Nearly every woman he hooks up with ends up getting pregnant! Wonder if we should start checking the women on the NoRomo? We already know Admiral J is preggers with trips and one of them is Bobby's....wonder who else might be pregnant by him and not know it yet?
Seems Bobby's been a very busy boy! Nearly every woman he hooks up with ends up getting pregnant! Wonder if we should start checking the women on the NoRomo? We already know Admiral J is preggers with trips and one of them is Bobby's....wonder who else might be pregnant by him and not know it yet?
QUOTE (flashymom @ Jul 15 2008, 04:51 PM)
I like the story so far, but why does everyone seem to have to bring Nicole into it somehow? Please don't let that be Nicole....
Seems Bobby's been a very busy boy! Nearly every woman he hooks up with ends up getting pregnant! Wonder if we should start checking the women on the NoRomo? We already know Admiral J is preggers with trips and one of them is Bobby's....wonder who else might be pregnant by him and not know it yet?
Seems Bobby's been a very busy boy! Nearly every woman he hooks up with ends up getting pregnant! Wonder if we should start checking the women on the NoRomo? We already know Admiral J is preggers with trips and one of them is Bobby's....wonder who else might be pregnant by him and not know it yet?
We just can't stand for him not to have kids. If the writers of the show won't help him out, we will just have to take matters into our own hands!
QUOTE (ciaddict @ Jul 15 2008, 07:04 PM)
We just can't stand for him not to have kids. If the writers of the show won't help him out, we will just have to take matters into our own hands!
agreed. Of course, that was the plan in my next story, wonder if I should rework it now????
QUOTE (TennesseeCIFan @ Jul 16 2008, 05:07 AM)
agreed. Of course, that was the plan in my next story, wonder if I should rework it now????
Go ahead, TCIF. It's a logical next step for Bobby and Rena. Join the baby club!
Thanks again CIAddict.
Chapter 3
Morgue
One Police Plaza
Goren stood over Howard's dead body. Too close for comfort as far as Rodgers was concerned, but she had become accustomed to Goren crossing into her territory.
"Well cause of death was a 22 gauge bullet to the head, but he was worked over prior to being shot. He has two broken ribs, broken nose, two broken fingers, and a broken jaw," said Rodgers.
"What about our John Doe?" asked Goren. "His hands are pretty beat up. So he is the one who did the beat down."
"Well he has a name. His prints showed up in the system. Meet Thomas Callahan he has been in and out of prison multiple times. He worked for Colin Mahoney," said Rodgers.
Goren took a step back and put his hand over his mouth. The blood drained from his face.
"You OK, Bobby?" asked Eames.
"Uh, yeah. Any other injuries besides the gunshot to the back of the head?" asked Goren.
"No, just the 9 mm shot to the back of the head," said Rodgers.
"Thanks Rodgers," said Bobby as he walked out of the Morgue.
He and Eames rode the elevator to the 11th floor.
"You know we have to tell the Captain about this," said Eames.
"About what?" asked Goren.
"Bobby, if this leads to Colin Mahoney you have to be taken off the case. He was suspected of killing Angela's parents and shooting Angela when she was a little girl," explained Eames.
"I can handle this; that won't affect how I handle this case Eames." But Bobby wasn't sure. He knew Mahoney didn't kill Angela's mother or shoot Angela. Mahoney was Angela's real father. He didn't want to know what NYPD would do if they knew he was dating the daughter of a mobster. He couldn't tell Eames either, he didn't want her to be involved.
Angela's Apartment
Angela walked into her apartment with her bag from the drug store. She looked at the early pregnancy test. "Well it says your not suppose to take it till the morning, but it gives you two of them. Maybe I should do one now and the other in the morning. But I can't be pregnant. We have always been careful. Oh my, what will Mother Mary Kate say?! Oh my, what will Bobby say?!" She got nauseated again and ran to the bathroom. She washed her face and looked into the mirror. "The Lord doesn't give us more than we can handle." She took out one of the test, urinated on the stick and waited.
One Police Plaza
Eames was looking up Simon Howard's financial records on the computer.
"Seems Howard has been withdrawing a lot of money lately. The bank auditors might want to check their books he might have been dipping into bank funds too," said Eames.
"CSU is checking his computer to see if there is any evidence of him placing any bets. I found a few bookie names in his address book; we can check those out and see how much he was in for. Also we need to check out Thomas Callahan's home," said Goren.
Goren just stared out into space for a minute.
"Something the matter?" asked Eames.
"I was supposed to call Angela and see how her day went. Today was her first day back teaching," said Goren; he looked concerned.
"Go ahead give her a call," said Eames.
"I can't; she will notice in my voice something is wrong. I need to get this settled. Let's go to Callahan's house first," said Bobby.
Goren and Eames were on their way to Callahan's apartment. Bobby dialed Angela's number; it went to her voice mail.
"Everything ok?" asked Eames.
"Uh, Yeah, she must be in class," replied Goren.
They arrived at Callahan's apartment and began to look around. Goren started looking through his desk. Eames was looking through the drawers in his bedroom.
"He has a list here. Names, address and amounts," said Goren. "Must be a collections list."
"Found another gun in the bedroom. A 9 mm recently fired," said Eames. "Going to call CSU and have them process the place."
"How crazy would it be if the murderer came back here and put the gun he shot Callahan with back here?" Goren shook his head. "This case gets stranger and stranger."
"I am not finding anything with Mahoney's name on it," said Goren.
"Well I am sure he would be careful about that," said Eames.
Goren's cell rang; he noticed by the caller ID it was Angela. He answered the phone and walked outside for privacy.
"Hello," said Bobby.
"Bobby? This is Angela did you call? Are you ok?" she asked nervously.
"Yes, everything is fine. I was just wondering how your day was going; it being your first day back," explained Bobby.
"Oh, well," she paused. "I made it through the class but then got sick after lunch, so I came home."
"Are you OK?" he asked.
"Yeah, I am fine now. Just a lot happened today. We can talk later," she said.
"Ok, Hun. I will talk to you later. I love you," he said.
"I love you too. Be careful," said Angela.
Goren hung up his phone and walked back inside. Eames was looking through the bookcase. She noticed Goren had walked back in.
"Angela OK?" she asked.
"Yeah, she is fine. You found something?" asked Goren.
"Yes, a list of phone numbers with initials. On top of the list CM. Maybe for Colin Mahoney?" said Eames.
CSU arrived and started processing Callahan's apartment. Eames gave them the gun she had found in the bedroom. Goren and Eames returned to One Police Plaza to go over the computer reports and financial reports of Simon Howard.
"He was placing bets online three times a week," said Eames.
"According to his bank records, he went from $500,000 in his savings to $4,000 in the last year," said Goren.
"He has voice mails from Callahan saying he owes $100,000 and to pay up or else. Also an email from Big Louie saying he owes $50,000 by last Friday," said Eames.
"Maybe Callahan was there to get his money and was interrupted by Big Louie. Then Big Louie killed Callahan," suggested Goren.
"Maybe we need to go see Big Louie. I have his address right here," said Eames.
Angela's apartment
"Hello," Angela said when she answered her phone.
"Ang, you trying to scared me to death! You were supposed to call me when you got home," yelled Sam.
"I am so sorry Sam. I totally forgot. When I got home I went straight to the bathroom and then to bed," said Angela.
"I am finished with class. Do you need me to come over?" she asked.
"No, I am feeling better. Guess I got it all out my system. I just needed to rest," said Angela.
"Ok, call me if you need me," said Sam.
"I will, thanks girlfriend," said Angela.
Big Louie's Bar and Grill
"Well you must be Big Louie," said Eames looking at the large heavy-set man behind the bar.
"What can I get for you sweetheart?" asked Louie.
"You can tell me where you were this morning Louie." Eames flashed her badge.
"I was here officer. I am always here," said Louie.
"Can anyone confirm that, uh, Louie?" said Goren.
"Hey! Was I here this morning guys?" Louie yelled out into the bar.
"Yeah, Louie was here; he is always here," laughed a few guys.
"What can you tell us about Simon Howard?" asked Goren.
"Well he owed me $50 Gs," said Louie.
"Well that must have made you angry Louie. Mad enough to go to his house and want to teach him a lesson," said Eames.
"Hey I didn't touch him. Is he saying I did something?" asked Louie.
"I don't know Louie. Look at this picture; does it look like something was done to him?" Goren showed Louie the picture of Simon Howard with the bullet in his forehead.
"Oh geez man, I didn't, I couldn't do that. Look at my rap sheet, I never shot anyone. I don't even own a gun," said Louie. "Besides how is he going to pay me if he is dead?
"Well, Louie don't leave town," said Eames.
Goren and Eames walked out the bar.
"So do you think he is telling the truth?" asked Eames.
"For some strange reason, yeah, I do," said Goren.
Eames' cell rang. "Eames.....OK Captain.... we will be right there..." she hung up her phone. "Captain wants us in his office ASAP. Said the Chief of D's is there. He doesn't sound happy."
Goren thought, "Here it comes."
Angela's Apartment
Angela was awakened by a knock on the door. She looked through the peep hole and was surprised by who it was. She opened the door.
"Beth? Uh, Hello," said Angela.
"Sorry to come over unannounced, but I was concerned you didn't look too well when we bumped into each other this morning," said Beth.
"How did you find out where I lived?" asked Angela.
"Well my husband has files on everyone who works at the clinic. I know I shouldn't have looked but I was really worried about you. I hope you're not angry with me?" pleaded Beth.
Beth seemed harmless and sincere. But she didn't like the fact that someone was looking at her personal file. What else did she know about her?
"It's OK, don't worry about it. Can I get you something to drink?" asked Angela.
"Oh, no don't worry about me; I am here to check on you. Are you still feeling sick?" Beth asked and noticed the pregnancy test box on the table. She picked it up and looked at it. "Well are congratulations in order?"
Angela sighed and sat on the sofa.
"Please don't tell anyone. I haven't told my boyfriend yet," she pleaded.
Beth noticed the picture of Angela and Bobby on the bookcase. "He is very handsome. You two will make a beautiful baby. Why haven't you told him, doesn't he want children?"
"We really never talked about it. He wanted us to move in together, but I refused," said Angela.
"Why? Don't you love him?" asked Beth as she sat down next to Angela.
"Oh yes, more than life itself. But I was raised in a very religious home and my step mother wouldn't approve," said Angela.
"Oh my what will she say about this?" asked Beth.
Angela buried her face in her hands, "I don't want to think about it."
The phone rang.
"Excuse me a minute," said Angela. "Hello? Oh, Hi, Mother Mary, is everything alright?."
"I should be asking you that question my child. I feel something isn't right. Tell me what's wrong," urged Mary.
"I don't understand. What could be wrong?" asked Angela.
"I sense a dark cloud around you. Something evil is lurking," said Mary.
"Evil around me? Mother Mary everything is fine. I have company now, I will call you later. Don't worry everything will be fine," said Angela.
She hung up the phone and stood in silence.
"Are you OK?" asked Beth.
"I am fine. I think I need to just take a nap," said Angela.
"OK, I will leave you to rest. But if you need me, just call," said Beth.
"Thanks, I sure will," said Angela as she led Beth to the door.
Angela went to lie down in bed. She grabbed her pillows, "Oh Bobby I wish you were here. I can't believe I just lied to Mother Mary. God is going to punish me for this," she thought. Then she fell asleep.
One Police Plaza
Ross' Office
Goren and Eames arrived on the 11th floor of One Police Plaza. Everyone was talking among themselves until they saw Goren and Eames come around the corner then the whole squad room got quiet. Goren knocked on Ross' office door. Inside of Ross' office was Ross, the Chief, and two IAB officers.
"You wanted to see us Captain?" asked Eames.
"Yes, Detectives, please sit down," said Ross.
"I would rather stand Captain," said Goren, looking uneasy, he knew this wasn't going to be good.
"The gun you recovered from Callahan's apartment, the 9 mm was a gun that was stolen from NYPD evidence room. The gun was the same gun used to kill four other Mahoney bag men in the last year. That gun was also the same gun from a case you two worked a year ago the Wainscott case. The man who originally attacked your girlfriend, Angelique Rossi. Does any of this ring a bell?" asked the Chief.
"Yes and what does that have to do with us?" asked Goren.
"The gun had your fingerprints on it Detective Goren. Did you decide to take that gun out of the evidence room and get a little revenge on Colin Mahoney for killing your girlfriend's mother and for trying to kill her when she was a little girl?" asked the Chief. "Someone sent us a letter last week to look into these murders and pointing you out as a suspect. We decided to look into your old cases, we hadn't found anything, but this gun with your fingerprints is the proof we need."
"Detective Goren you're under arrest," said the IAB officer.
Chapter 3
Morgue
One Police Plaza
Goren stood over Howard's dead body. Too close for comfort as far as Rodgers was concerned, but she had become accustomed to Goren crossing into her territory.
"Well cause of death was a 22 gauge bullet to the head, but he was worked over prior to being shot. He has two broken ribs, broken nose, two broken fingers, and a broken jaw," said Rodgers.
"What about our John Doe?" asked Goren. "His hands are pretty beat up. So he is the one who did the beat down."
"Well he has a name. His prints showed up in the system. Meet Thomas Callahan he has been in and out of prison multiple times. He worked for Colin Mahoney," said Rodgers.
Goren took a step back and put his hand over his mouth. The blood drained from his face.
"You OK, Bobby?" asked Eames.
"Uh, yeah. Any other injuries besides the gunshot to the back of the head?" asked Goren.
"No, just the 9 mm shot to the back of the head," said Rodgers.
"Thanks Rodgers," said Bobby as he walked out of the Morgue.
He and Eames rode the elevator to the 11th floor.
"You know we have to tell the Captain about this," said Eames.
"About what?" asked Goren.
"Bobby, if this leads to Colin Mahoney you have to be taken off the case. He was suspected of killing Angela's parents and shooting Angela when she was a little girl," explained Eames.
"I can handle this; that won't affect how I handle this case Eames." But Bobby wasn't sure. He knew Mahoney didn't kill Angela's mother or shoot Angela. Mahoney was Angela's real father. He didn't want to know what NYPD would do if they knew he was dating the daughter of a mobster. He couldn't tell Eames either, he didn't want her to be involved.
Angela's Apartment
Angela walked into her apartment with her bag from the drug store. She looked at the early pregnancy test. "Well it says your not suppose to take it till the morning, but it gives you two of them. Maybe I should do one now and the other in the morning. But I can't be pregnant. We have always been careful. Oh my, what will Mother Mary Kate say?! Oh my, what will Bobby say?!" She got nauseated again and ran to the bathroom. She washed her face and looked into the mirror. "The Lord doesn't give us more than we can handle." She took out one of the test, urinated on the stick and waited.
One Police Plaza
Eames was looking up Simon Howard's financial records on the computer.
"Seems Howard has been withdrawing a lot of money lately. The bank auditors might want to check their books he might have been dipping into bank funds too," said Eames.
"CSU is checking his computer to see if there is any evidence of him placing any bets. I found a few bookie names in his address book; we can check those out and see how much he was in for. Also we need to check out Thomas Callahan's home," said Goren.
Goren just stared out into space for a minute.
"Something the matter?" asked Eames.
"I was supposed to call Angela and see how her day went. Today was her first day back teaching," said Goren; he looked concerned.
"Go ahead give her a call," said Eames.
"I can't; she will notice in my voice something is wrong. I need to get this settled. Let's go to Callahan's house first," said Bobby.
Goren and Eames were on their way to Callahan's apartment. Bobby dialed Angela's number; it went to her voice mail.
"Everything ok?" asked Eames.
"Uh, Yeah, she must be in class," replied Goren.
They arrived at Callahan's apartment and began to look around. Goren started looking through his desk. Eames was looking through the drawers in his bedroom.
"He has a list here. Names, address and amounts," said Goren. "Must be a collections list."
"Found another gun in the bedroom. A 9 mm recently fired," said Eames. "Going to call CSU and have them process the place."
"How crazy would it be if the murderer came back here and put the gun he shot Callahan with back here?" Goren shook his head. "This case gets stranger and stranger."
"I am not finding anything with Mahoney's name on it," said Goren.
"Well I am sure he would be careful about that," said Eames.
Goren's cell rang; he noticed by the caller ID it was Angela. He answered the phone and walked outside for privacy.
"Hello," said Bobby.
"Bobby? This is Angela did you call? Are you ok?" she asked nervously.
"Yes, everything is fine. I was just wondering how your day was going; it being your first day back," explained Bobby.
"Oh, well," she paused. "I made it through the class but then got sick after lunch, so I came home."
"Are you OK?" he asked.
"Yeah, I am fine now. Just a lot happened today. We can talk later," she said.
"Ok, Hun. I will talk to you later. I love you," he said.
"I love you too. Be careful," said Angela.
Goren hung up his phone and walked back inside. Eames was looking through the bookcase. She noticed Goren had walked back in.
"Angela OK?" she asked.
"Yeah, she is fine. You found something?" asked Goren.
"Yes, a list of phone numbers with initials. On top of the list CM. Maybe for Colin Mahoney?" said Eames.
CSU arrived and started processing Callahan's apartment. Eames gave them the gun she had found in the bedroom. Goren and Eames returned to One Police Plaza to go over the computer reports and financial reports of Simon Howard.
"He was placing bets online three times a week," said Eames.
"According to his bank records, he went from $500,000 in his savings to $4,000 in the last year," said Goren.
"He has voice mails from Callahan saying he owes $100,000 and to pay up or else. Also an email from Big Louie saying he owes $50,000 by last Friday," said Eames.
"Maybe Callahan was there to get his money and was interrupted by Big Louie. Then Big Louie killed Callahan," suggested Goren.
"Maybe we need to go see Big Louie. I have his address right here," said Eames.
Angela's apartment
"Hello," Angela said when she answered her phone.
"Ang, you trying to scared me to death! You were supposed to call me when you got home," yelled Sam.
"I am so sorry Sam. I totally forgot. When I got home I went straight to the bathroom and then to bed," said Angela.
"I am finished with class. Do you need me to come over?" she asked.
"No, I am feeling better. Guess I got it all out my system. I just needed to rest," said Angela.
"Ok, call me if you need me," said Sam.
"I will, thanks girlfriend," said Angela.
Big Louie's Bar and Grill
"Well you must be Big Louie," said Eames looking at the large heavy-set man behind the bar.
"What can I get for you sweetheart?" asked Louie.
"You can tell me where you were this morning Louie." Eames flashed her badge.
"I was here officer. I am always here," said Louie.
"Can anyone confirm that, uh, Louie?" said Goren.
"Hey! Was I here this morning guys?" Louie yelled out into the bar.
"Yeah, Louie was here; he is always here," laughed a few guys.
"What can you tell us about Simon Howard?" asked Goren.
"Well he owed me $50 Gs," said Louie.
"Well that must have made you angry Louie. Mad enough to go to his house and want to teach him a lesson," said Eames.
"Hey I didn't touch him. Is he saying I did something?" asked Louie.
"I don't know Louie. Look at this picture; does it look like something was done to him?" Goren showed Louie the picture of Simon Howard with the bullet in his forehead.
"Oh geez man, I didn't, I couldn't do that. Look at my rap sheet, I never shot anyone. I don't even own a gun," said Louie. "Besides how is he going to pay me if he is dead?
"Well, Louie don't leave town," said Eames.
Goren and Eames walked out the bar.
"So do you think he is telling the truth?" asked Eames.
"For some strange reason, yeah, I do," said Goren.
Eames' cell rang. "Eames.....OK Captain.... we will be right there..." she hung up her phone. "Captain wants us in his office ASAP. Said the Chief of D's is there. He doesn't sound happy."
Goren thought, "Here it comes."
Angela's Apartment
Angela was awakened by a knock on the door. She looked through the peep hole and was surprised by who it was. She opened the door.
"Beth? Uh, Hello," said Angela.
"Sorry to come over unannounced, but I was concerned you didn't look too well when we bumped into each other this morning," said Beth.
"How did you find out where I lived?" asked Angela.
"Well my husband has files on everyone who works at the clinic. I know I shouldn't have looked but I was really worried about you. I hope you're not angry with me?" pleaded Beth.
Beth seemed harmless and sincere. But she didn't like the fact that someone was looking at her personal file. What else did she know about her?
"It's OK, don't worry about it. Can I get you something to drink?" asked Angela.
"Oh, no don't worry about me; I am here to check on you. Are you still feeling sick?" Beth asked and noticed the pregnancy test box on the table. She picked it up and looked at it. "Well are congratulations in order?"
Angela sighed and sat on the sofa.
"Please don't tell anyone. I haven't told my boyfriend yet," she pleaded.
Beth noticed the picture of Angela and Bobby on the bookcase. "He is very handsome. You two will make a beautiful baby. Why haven't you told him, doesn't he want children?"
"We really never talked about it. He wanted us to move in together, but I refused," said Angela.
"Why? Don't you love him?" asked Beth as she sat down next to Angela.
"Oh yes, more than life itself. But I was raised in a very religious home and my step mother wouldn't approve," said Angela.
"Oh my what will she say about this?" asked Beth.
Angela buried her face in her hands, "I don't want to think about it."
The phone rang.
"Excuse me a minute," said Angela. "Hello? Oh, Hi, Mother Mary, is everything alright?."
"I should be asking you that question my child. I feel something isn't right. Tell me what's wrong," urged Mary.
"I don't understand. What could be wrong?" asked Angela.
"I sense a dark cloud around you. Something evil is lurking," said Mary.
"Evil around me? Mother Mary everything is fine. I have company now, I will call you later. Don't worry everything will be fine," said Angela.
She hung up the phone and stood in silence.
"Are you OK?" asked Beth.
"I am fine. I think I need to just take a nap," said Angela.
"OK, I will leave you to rest. But if you need me, just call," said Beth.
"Thanks, I sure will," said Angela as she led Beth to the door.
Angela went to lie down in bed. She grabbed her pillows, "Oh Bobby I wish you were here. I can't believe I just lied to Mother Mary. God is going to punish me for this," she thought. Then she fell asleep.
One Police Plaza
Ross' Office
Goren and Eames arrived on the 11th floor of One Police Plaza. Everyone was talking among themselves until they saw Goren and Eames come around the corner then the whole squad room got quiet. Goren knocked on Ross' office door. Inside of Ross' office was Ross, the Chief, and two IAB officers.
"You wanted to see us Captain?" asked Eames.
"Yes, Detectives, please sit down," said Ross.
"I would rather stand Captain," said Goren, looking uneasy, he knew this wasn't going to be good.
"The gun you recovered from Callahan's apartment, the 9 mm was a gun that was stolen from NYPD evidence room. The gun was the same gun used to kill four other Mahoney bag men in the last year. That gun was also the same gun from a case you two worked a year ago the Wainscott case. The man who originally attacked your girlfriend, Angelique Rossi. Does any of this ring a bell?" asked the Chief.
"Yes and what does that have to do with us?" asked Goren.
"The gun had your fingerprints on it Detective Goren. Did you decide to take that gun out of the evidence room and get a little revenge on Colin Mahoney for killing your girlfriend's mother and for trying to kill her when she was a little girl?" asked the Chief. "Someone sent us a letter last week to look into these murders and pointing you out as a suspect. We decided to look into your old cases, we hadn't found anything, but this gun with your fingerprints is the proof we need."
"Detective Goren you're under arrest," said the IAB officer.
Well, this was NOT what I expected. I still think Beth is Nicole Wallace, and now she's framing Bobby.......ugh.
Note to self: Leave Nicole Wallace OUT of my story.
Note to self: Leave Nicole Wallace OUT of my story.
QUOTE (flashymom @ Jul 16 2008, 01:50 PM)
Well, this was NOT what I expected. I still think Beth is Nicole Wallace, and now she's framing Bobby.......ugh.
Note to self: Leave Nicole Wallace OUT of my story.
Note to self: Leave Nicole Wallace OUT of my story.
Oh, it's just too tempting. I think I might have plans for the lovely Ms. Wallace.
QUOTE (ciaddict @ Jul 16 2008, 06:30 PM)
Oh, it's just too tempting. I think I might have plans for the lovely Ms. Wallace.
You could have her babysit the boys.....lol
Chapter 4
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"Wait a minute! You can't really believe that Bobby committed any murders!" yelled Eames.
"I had no reason to kill these men and I have an alibi for this morning. I was with Angela until I came to work," Goren said angrily.
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"Wait a minute! You can't really believe that Bobby committed any murders!" yelled Eames.
"I had no reason to kill these men and I have an alibi for this morning. I was with Angela until I came to work," Goren said angrily.