Bruce had driven back to the station in a fit of anger over what happened with Tommy. And as he stood in the captain's office, his mind danced around the nonsense allegation that was being laid before him. Apparently, Tommy has called the station and reported that Bruce assaulted him. "Sir, I'm telling you, it's not true. Tommy is trying to cover his tracks."The captain's expression was unyielding. "I've made up my mind, Bruce. You're suspended, effective immediately."Bruce's voice rose in protest. "But sir, you know me. I would never harass anyone, let alone Tommy."The captain's gaze turned cold. "I don't know what's going on with you, Bruce. But I can't ignore the allegations. You're suspended until further notice."Bruce's anger and frustration boiled over. He stormed out of the office, his mind racing with thoughts of injustice. How could the captain believe Tommy over him?As he walked out of the station, he felt a sense of betrayal. He had always been a good cop, a loyal off
"I need him gone. Bruce is too nosy, too close to the truth. Detective Bruce, you know him, don't you?" Tommy said to a gang leader. His face burned with rage as he sat across from the gang leader and his eyes blazed with intensity.The gang leader, a burly man with a scar above his left eyebrow, raised an eyebrow. "You want me to take out a detective? That's a whole different level of trouble, Tommy. I don't want no issue with the police. Detective Bruce is trouble. We all know this,"Tommy's hands clenched into fists. "I'll make it worth your while. I'll pay you $50,000 to make him disappear."The gang leader snorted. "You think I'm stupid? I can't take out a cop for chump change."Tommy's eyes narrowed. "Fine. $100,000 then. That's my final offer."The gang leader leaned back in his chair, a calculating look in his eyes. "I'll do it for $200,000. And that's only because I like the way you negotiate." "Fine. We have a deal." Tommy's face twisted in a mixture of anger and desperati
Morris waited at the resort with the intrigue behind Tommy's message ringing in his head. He drank from the wine before him and then looked at the phone again. The message simply read "let's meet up. We have to talk about something"Why did Tommy want to speak with him? Didn't Tommy hate him with everything he has? Morris was still curious however, but he just decided to play by the book and see what happens.Soon, Tommy's car pulled up in front of the resort. He was alone, and he stepped out with a grimace on his face. From where he sat, Morris could observe the other man. It was needless to say that Tommy had the look of a brazen gangster. Everything about him seemed so negative.Tommy walked into the resort and soon found Morris by the window side. He settled opposite the chair that Morris was sitting on and frowned."Why did you bring me here, Tommy? I thought you hated me?" Morris asked Tommy who sighed. A waitress came to take his order and left."I hate you, Morris. I do not be
The drive back home for Morris was a rather quiet one. All the way, he kept thinking about the deal that he had made with the mischievous Tommy. Something about the whole arrangement just didn't sit well with Morris. He could not shake off the feeling that Tommy had ulterior motives."He was brazen enough to betray his own nephew. What's to say that he won't do the same to me?" Morris asked himself.Then he drove into his compound and then parked the car beside another Ferrari. Morris then proceeded to step into his house.The first thing that Morris noticed was the silence. There were no sign of his house workers or his servants"Where's everyone? Where the heck did they go?" Morris asked himself. He continued to step into the house until he was inside the sitting room.Morris did not take notice of the person's presence at first until he looked and then saw Lecter sitting on the master seat.Alaric and Bone were at his side. Morris gasped in shock when he saw Lecter."You brazen foo
"Did you just confess to betraying Cecil?" Rachel asked with so much enthusiasm in her voice. Tommy froze, uncertain of what to do."You know, Tommy, I have always believed that you were a son of a bitch but deep down I wanted you to prove me wrong. And yet, here you are, falling right into the hole that I've always envisioned for you." Rachel added."You heard wrong. You're about to accuse me of something utterly insane and I suggest you watch your tongue," he snapped at her."Or else what? You'll tell your nephew that I caught you scheming against him and you just had to confess in order to get mercy from him? We both know how Cecil is like. He'll never forgive you," she stated with utmost certainty."So what do you want? Money? I'll pay for your silence you fucking bitch!" Tommy yelled at her. Rachel laughed at him and then sat down on the couch."Well, for starters, I will not reject your money since it's coming from the goodness of your heart. But my ultimate aim is yet to be rev
Cecil could hear the opening of the door to his study. He was so engrossed in his work that he did not raise his head to see who it was. However, no one would be dumb enough to try and take him on, especially not in his own house."Cecil, my nephew," Tommy muttered. Cecil raised his head and then saw Tommy standing before him with a look of uncertainty on his face. "Uncle Tommy, what's the matter?" Cecil asked as he stopped working on the computer and turned his focus to his uncle. Tommy sighed and then sat down, still wearing the grimace that has been on his face from the very beginning."I'm afraid there's something that I must tell you, nephew, and for this I am also partially responsible for what has happened," he said to him.Cecil didn't understand what his uncle was trying to say. He approached Tommy with a reassuring look on his face."What is it uncle? Whatever it is, you know that you can tell me" he said to him. Tommy sighed."Morris was not who we thought he was. He was a
Bruce's car pulled up in front of the mansion and he sighed. He took in the view of the building before him and memories began to flood his mind. There was so many things that he thought about that almost made him lose his mind."Focus Bruce. You know why you are here. Do not chicken out now. Stay strong," Bruce said to himself.He approached the colossal gates and raised his hand to ring the doorbell but he stopped. Something was holding him back and Bruce knew that until he eliminated that thing, he would not make any progress."Did you come all this way to be a pussy? Did you?" He snapped at himself. "Get your shit together Bruce. You're bigger than this!" He snapped again.Just then, Bruce was about to ring the doorbell when he heard footsteps approaching. It was a large man holding a gun. He gazed at Bruce with so much disgust and then humphed."Get away from the gates. We don't give alms today!" He snapped at Bruce. Bruce scoffed and checked out his outfit.Of course, he wore di
Bruce was rejected and kicked out by Raphael earlier. But he didn't stop trying to find a way to convince him.Bruce stood outside the dimly lit nightclub, his heart racing with anticipation. He had been trying to get a meeting with Raphael for weeks, and finally, he had received a message to come alone. Bruce took a deep breath and pushed open the door, scanning the room for any signs of trouble.Raphael sat at a table in the corner, sipping a glass of whiskey. He looked up as Bruce approached, his expression unreadable."Bruce," Raphael said, his voice dripping with disdain. "I'm surprised you had the guts to show up."Bruce ignored the jab and took a seat across from Raphael. "I'm here to ask for a second chance," he said, his voice steady.Raphael laughed. "You think I'm just going to forget what you did? You worked with John to arrest me, Bruce. You can't be trusted.""I know I made mistakes," Bruce said, his hands spread wide. "But I've changed. I'm not with the police anymore.