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This story is based on an idea sent to me by Raji
James.
Good luck on your first day.”
“Thanks Nick,” Roz beamed, “I’m really excited.”
“Good, good, you’ll be fine.”
She smiled at him again and then went off to meet DS Vik Singh who
was looking after her during her attachment to CID.
“She’s only been here five minutes and she’s already on her way to
CID.” Nick watched her leave the canteen with a bounce in her step.
“Yes, that’s exactly the sort of person we need employed now within
The Met.” Tony announced imitating Tom Chandler. Nick smiled and then got
back to his evening refs.
* * *
As Roz knocked on the Sergeant’s office where she had arranged to Sigh,
she felt as if she was disturbing something. She did not think she’d ever
heard Sergeant Gilmore laugh before but was certain he was now.
Damn she thought as Vik came out he got here before me. Then changed
her mind. At least he won’t think I’m overkeen.
She knew that Danny and Mickey had thought that from when she had last
worked with CID.
“Yeah see you later.” Vik called back to Gilmore and then closed the
door. “OK I’ll tell you what we’re doing a the moment, then we can go and
make an arrest.”
“Already?”
“Yeah, there’s an operation set up for tonight.”
“Yes Sarge.” Roz obediently followed him up to CID.
* * *
“See that man there?” Vik tapped the television monitor with his biro
above the head of a man wearing a black baseball cap who seemed to be looking
straight into camera. The small brown package he held tightly in both hands
looked ominous.
“Yes Guv.”
“That’s Sam Rogers, nasty bit of work, used to beat his family up when
he was younger, they got a restraining order, so he moved onto ‘bigger’
things.”
“Like drugs?”
Vik nodded and tapped the package on the screen. “Never been able to
get enough evidence before, but he wasn’t as careful this time, luckily
for us.” He took the video out and slid it back into the slipcase. “Tonight
he’ll be in the Badger and Arms, when he comes out we’ll be waiting, Kate
and Mickey will be inside, Danny and Paul will be around the back incase
he tries to make a run for it.”
“Ok Guv.”
“Shall we go then?” The other members of CID involved had gathered
behind them and Alex Cullen had emerged from his office to hear the plan
of events. There were brief nods from all gathered then they left to get
their vehicles on the road.
* * *
“What do you think about Roz joining CID?” Mickey asked Kate as he steered
the dark blue Ford Focus around the corner and shifted gear, trying to
keep up with Vik Singh who seemed to be racing through the traffic.
“She hasn’t actually joined yet.”
“Yeah but think about how long she’s been in the police, it took he
a year to get into CID.”
“Things change Mickey.” Kate glanced at the time, 20:07 being the beginning
of December it was almost pitch black, the broken street lights helped
to emphasise this, she hoped that they would get there soon.
* * *
“He’s heading for the door Guv.” Kate’s voice crackled over the radio.
“Received.” Vik put the radio down and then exited the car, Roz walked
next to him, shivering in the frosty conditions, they’d had to wait over
an hour after arriving until Sam had downed his last drink and decided
to leave. The pub door opened as Vik and Roz reached the bottom of the
steps leading up to the entrance. Sam walked out, cigarette in one hand
and mobile phone in the other, he shouted some obscenities into it, then
snapped it shut and shuffled it angrily into his pocket. Roz was surprised
at his height, there had been no one else on the video to compare him with
but up close she could see that he was only a little bit taller than she
was. She wandered how he scared other big time criminals when he had to
look up to them.
“Sam Rogers?” Vik advanced towards him showing his warrant card. Sam
turned back towards the pub only to find that his escape route had been
blocked by Mickey and Kate, Roz took chase as Sam ran in the only direction
he thought not to be covered by the CID officers. Vik smiled realising
Sam must of thought the two large men walking into the pub were police
as well which cut off the path to Sam’s car. His smile did not last for
long.
* * *
Roz caught up with Sam quickly and tried to stop him running. She got
a good grip on his arm.
“I’m arresting…”
“I doubt that very much.” He turned around and pulled Roz close to
him so she was facing Vik. Sam had an arm around her waist and a gun pushed
towards her temple. Mickey, who had been chasing behind her, came to a
sudden stop a few feet away.
“Back off.”
Mickey did as he was told and walked backwards slowly.
“Come on, this is really unnecessary Sam, put the gun down,” Vik tried
to reason with him, “ We want to speak to you in connection with a drug
case we’re investigating.” He started to walk forwards to get in front
of Mickey who was slyly adjusting his radio behind his back so everything
could be heard by CAD.
“Stay where you are.” Vik stopped walking and looked into Roz’s wide
eyes, she stared back at him for help but did not say anything, she was
on the edge of hyperventilating, a silent tear ran down her left cheek.
* * *
Watching from the shadows Paul quietly informed Danny what was going on. Danny had already phoned Chandler and had arranged for an ARV to approach silently and without lights to the back of the pub where they were hiding. They had also stopped three cars from driving around the pub, Paul felt lucky Sam Roger’s favourite pub was not located in a busier area.
* * *
“I didn’t do nuffin’ why can’t you pigs jus’ leave me alone?”
“Ok, look, we believe you we just wanted to ask you a few questions
and then you can go. However if you pull that trigger, you’ll be on a murder
trial, there are lots of witnesses here Sam.” Vik tried to humor and threaten
the man simultaneously, he hoped it would work. There was a loud clatter,
amplified by the silence, as Mickey dropped his radio. Sam jumped at the
unexpected noise hitting the gun hard against Roz’s forehead causing her
to give a little yelp.
“What was that?”
* * *
Danny and Paul moved further back letting SO19 take their positions
around the pub. They watched as Sam, still tightly holding Roz, began to
start shouting at Mickey. They looked slightly surprised when Mickey started
to shout back.
“He’s way out of line, it’s getting dangerous out there.” Danny murmured,
his statement was proved correct when Sam took the gun away from a relieved
Roz to point it towards Mickey.
* * *
Although they had only had eye contact for a few seconds, Mickey felt he had been standing there staring at the other man for hours. He looked into the gun, he had never been shot or seriously injured before and didn’t want to start now. Mickey jumped as he heard the gun fire, a flock of pigeons in the grass nearby took off creating a sudden gust of cold air which blasted over him stiffening his spine. He felt a feeling of completion but there was no pain. He jerked his head back up quickly. Sam gazed fixatedly back at him, a look of shock and terror masked his features. The gun dropped towards the concrete in slow motion. Sam dropped to his knees clutching hischest, blood spilled through his fingers and dribbled over the ground splattering over his gun. Kate, and Mickey now recovered, ran over to the stricken man.
* * *
Vik found Roz a few yards away her pretty purple top dotted in the dark
red blood of her attacker. She returned his gentle comforting hug and tried
to compose herself again.
“Thanks Sarge.” She sniffled and looked up at him with a brave smile.
* * *
In the shadows Smiffy smiled to himself, he had shot the right guy this time, he was glad Roz hadn’t moved just as he fired, he hated it when that happened.
* * *
As much as he was enjoying it, Vik broke away from the kiss.
“Guv?” She looked up at him, confused and too embarrased to say his
name.
“Come on, I think we should get back to the station.”
* * *
Nick Klein grabbed a CD out of his locker and dropped it in his bag
so he could have it on in the car as he drove home. He needed the music
tonight to keep his mind from straying onto the item of juicy gossip about
Roz with Vik Singh. He’d just heard Mickey Webb shouting off about it in
the canteen. He had left with Sgt Gilmore who had been muttering something
about ‘that detective’s tactlessness.”
“Night Nick.” Speak of the devil.
“What happened to you?” He queried taking in the blood splattered clothing
and blotchy face.
“We arrested Rogers,” Roz sighed and looked at the floor,”I don’t want
to talk about it.”
“Well...” The floor became his focus point as he saw Vik at the coffee
machine, “...I’ve got to go.”
He brushed past her not knowing what else to say. He noticed Vik look
acknowledge Roz and then make a speedy getaway to the CID office.
* * *
After collecting all the stuff and changing into her spare clothes Roz
had decided to wait for Vik Singh. The rest of CID had already gone past,
knowing how it felt to be held a hostage, Kate had asked her if she was
OK, that was half an hour ago.
“Sam.” She called out going back into Sunhill’s reception.
“Yes Roz.” He smiled cheerily.
“Have you seen Vik Singh anywhere?”
“He went with Sgt. Gilmore a while ago. Something about gardening?”
Sam replied innocently.
“Oh.” The smile left her face. Gilmore? Come to think about it he had
said he’d be ‘busy’ tonight.