Code 147

PHILADELPHIA, 2042-

My sister in Law, Monique and my wife, Monica walked into the squadroom….She had gone home for lunch...Monique had dyed and done her hair...Her hair was Auburn like Monique's...

Now they were identical twins in almost every way...

I turned around..

"WOW!" was all I could say...

"Mo..Mo..Now I can't tell you two apart..." said Detective Kylie White...

"Oh stop it...Sure you can." said my wife and partner, Detective Monica Nellis..

"It looks good doesn't it? I almost can't tell her from me." joked Monique..

''Ohh stop it.."laughed Monica...

"Baby, I love it.." I said..

"Thank you dear..." laughed Monica..Who smiled at me...and whispered...

''Wowwwwwwwwwwwww you really like this look huh?" she said.. She is a Telepathic mutant who can hear thoughts and feel emotions.. "You're turned on.." she giggled..

"I'm always turned on by you.." I said..."Let's uh go and uh TALK in private a minute.." I whispered to her..

Monica smiled..

'"We'll see...it uh depends on uh what's on my docket or yours..." she laughed..

Lt. Cotton walked in....He had a grave look on his face...

''We got a Code 147... Officer down....In this case...A Detective!"he said..

That changed everything...That's the kind of call no Detective, No cop wants to get....It reminds us that what we do is actually dangerous...and sometimes....Fatal...

"Raincheck sweetie?" asked Monica..

"Definitely.."I said, still staring at her....






II-

We headed to the sight, where I saw a detective I knew...Carl Gentry, who was just maybe a year older than I, lying mortally wounded in the street....a pool of blood underneath him...

"Carl" I said as I approached his lifeless body...His lifeless eyes staring at the sky..

"You knew him?" asked Monica silently as she examined the body...

"Yeah...When I first put on my Gold shield...

We were partners...In Auto Theft and later on in Robbery-Homicide...

Monique observed the body...

"He was hit centermast, straight through his heart and the bullet exited his shoulder...He was killed instantly..He didn't suffer..I-I know that doesn't make you feel any better.." she said..

CSI and Forensic specialist pointed to a rooftop...

"This was a long range shot...A Sniper.. Shot came from that rooftop.." one of em said..

"He got a call...Apparently , he was meeting somebody here...and he got shot...My guess is the call came from the killer..This was a set up." said Kylie.

"Let's check out that rooftop.." said Lt. Cotton...

We all raced to the rooftop...

"Look, it's an assault rifle with a home made silencer....and a stand...."I said..

Amazed the killer had left this behind... I smelled bleach...I looked around for a bleach container..There was none...My guess.. No fingeprints or DNA on this weapon..

"And look , a gold plate with the name "GENTRY, REMEMBER MAY 14th" on it...That mean anything to you partner?" asked Monica..

"No, but maybe it meant something to Carl....Where was he working?" I asked.

"He was working with Special Investigations...Maybe you ought to go over there, check out his files..all of em, go back as far as you need to go..Interview anybody he may have arrested in the past five years..."said Lt. Cotton..

"This Gold plating and the lettering..There are several shops in the city that do this kind of work..I'm gonna check em out..."said Kylie..

"Put a team on all of these street cameras and the Business and ATM Cameras too...Somebody picked up something.."said Lt. Cotton..

I was somber and quiet..

Monica rubbed my back...

"Make it go away with work baby....Make it go away with work"...She could feel how sad I was...

''Can I release the body?" asked Monique.

"Yeah, release the body." I said..

''Nate, you knew this guy....You are obviously messed up over this...Do you think, I mean are you sure you can be the primary on this case?" asked Lt. Cotton..

"My Husband can handle it!" said Monica..

At that moment, I felt so much love for her, having so much confidence in me...I couldn't express it in words, but she could feel it..

She smiled and rubbed my hands softly...

We watched somberly as the body of my friend was carted off..
III-

Monica and I went over to Special Investigations...

We spent the next few days going through his files, looking at all of his cases, present and old, looking into everybody he arrested and who had finished prison terms...

We talked to all of his partners and his family and close friends, trying to get a feel for him and his life... Meanwhile , the case was getting cold...

Everything came down to that phone call he got at around 2:30 pm , which he responded to, only to get slaughtered...It was made from an untraceable burner phone.

Back at the squadroom… Kylie was having no luck tracing the gun..

''Whoever owned this gun filed down the serial number...

It's a model used by our armed forces..and for all we know, there are hundreds of these on the streets...They aren't unique...but this gold medal plating...It's unique work...I'm running down a couple of shops that do this in the city." she said.

"Guys, we may have gotten lucky...That team you put on the area caught this.." said Lt. Cotton..

We stared at the monitor-

"Our Killer wore a hockey mask and look, a Kevlar vest and a trauma plate...Which I want you guys wearing at all times."said Lt. Cotton, "Or at least until we get this freak...That's him and his equipment, entering the building.." said Lt. Cotton..

"He looks like Jason in those old FRIDAY THE 13th movies." I said.

"Creepy....the stuff nightmares are made of." said Kylie..

I loaded and cocked my Glock Nine and my .40 caliber....I smiled..

"I'm the stuff his nightmares are going to be made of.." I said...

IV-

When Monica and I got home...

 I pulled her to me..

"I haven't uh ....in two days.." I said..

"I know...We've been working on this case..Around the clock...We've both been tired." she said..

"You look great...I just want you to know..I've noticed you..."I said..

"I know you have..."Monica whispered..

We kissed passionately like it was going out of style, like two horny teeneagers….We quickly undressed...

and in no time we were both on the bed, making crazy, hot love.....

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Nate Honey....ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu ...you feel sooo

good...Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.." she moaned..

'Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Mo-Mo....so do you...I was waiting so long for this.." I said..

"Take all you want...Take your time, your Mo-Mo isn't going anywhere...Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu." she cooed..

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh babbbyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!" I moaned...

"Oh god...oh goddddd, don't stop!, don't stop! ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, please don't stop." she cried out in ecstacy...

Our bed was squeaking something crazy and our headboard was gently smacking against the wall...


"Ooooop….ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm husbandddddddddddddd!" she moaned..

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh girrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrl." I cried out...

I was beside myself....I felt so good I didn't know what to do...having great sex was taking my mind off this baffling case and relaxing me....

EIGHT TO NINE HOURS seemed to breeze by...

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, husband....ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu what are you doing to me?" moaned Monica...

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh girl.." was all I could manage to say...

Our bed was really shaking, our headboard sounded as if it might fall off, it was slamming hard against our freshly painted wall...

another TWO HOURS went by....

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu girrrrrrrrrrrrrrl!" I moaned..

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh husband, you are showing off, you're just showing off in this bed.."moaned Monica..

I began to cum and cum hard...So hard I felt as if my body was being drained of bodily fluids...

Monica was sweating and crying like a little girl...both of her legs was trembling and her head was going from side to side..She was having an intense orgasm...

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.." she squealed with delight.

We were both spent..

She continued kissing me...

until I fell asleep in her arms....

It was early morning...

Unknown to us...A Sinister figure stood outside of our duplex...

"Nate Nellis...so this is where you live huh?   Your pretty little wife is going to be a widow by the time I'm through...Remember MAY 14th damnit!" he said and got in a stolen Police cruiser and pulled off..

(TO BE CONTINUED)