Not very long. Marie's boys are very aggresive
more on that in future chappies:lol:
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After their late lunch, MJ dropped Melina's father off at work. Pulling into the underground parking, they seen Melina's car coverd in spray paint.
"What the hell, my caaaaaaar."
Getting out of MJ's car, her father ran over and checked the inside.
"Everything has been stolen, Melina. I think you should call the Police."
"I can do better then that. I"m calling my Uncle Don, he's a detective with Miami-Dade."
When Don arrived on scene, he had two other Officers with him.
"What's going on, MJ?"
"Melina's car. Twice now it's been vandalized. She reported it the first time, but there was nothing they could do. She reported it again yesterday for a second time, and now we drop her father off, and her car is back, destroyed with her CD player, and other items missing."
Looking at Melina, he said...
"Is there anyone you know, would do this to you? Maybe someone you annoyed, or an angry patient?"
"No. I've never annoyed anyone to the point of this. Besides, no one knows I park here."
"Who parks beside you?"
"Just David. He's our on call Physio therapist, and I'm sure he wouldn't do it."
"I don't mean to upset you. It just seems funny to me, why it's always your car, and no one elses. Which leads me to think, this is personal."
"I honestly don't know, Don. I have no enemies."
"Try talking to David, uncle. He must have seen something. I mean he parks right beside her. Besides that... why didn't he call her when he got in this morning about her car? That seems odd, don't you think?"
"Okay, I'll go have a talk with him. Are you working tonight, Melina?"
"No. MJ and I are planning our little ceremony. We're getting married next week on the beach. We don't trust enclosed spaces."
Don knew she was talking about the explosion. Who could blame them. He wouldn't want to be married inside either.
"Alright, I'll see you two later. I'm going to have a talk with David."
After giving her father a kiss, good bye. They headed over to the Photographers.
Meanwhile...
Don had finally found David, and sat him down.
"What can I, do for you, detective?"
Don knew he was being a smart ass. But that was okay, for he could see the spray paint on his shoes.
"Can you tell me where you were tonight?"
"Sure, I was here. All afternoon. My shift finishes at midnight. Why? Would you like to go out?" he winked.
"Listen smart ass. In about five seconds, we're going to take this downtown."
"Oww... that's hot baby. Can you slap the cuff's on me too?"
Don could tell he was on something. Either that or he was high from the spray paint fumes. Making him wonder, if he did it in a non ventilated area.
"Did you, or did you not, spray paint Melina's car tonight?"
"Me? No way. That spray paint I got on my shoes when I walked in it. God, I seen her car though, what a mess. Who would do that?"
"I didn't mention your shoes, you did. So let's stop playing games, and try again.
"Of course Mr.Columbo. No... I do not know who painted her car. Can go now? I'm feeling kind of sick."
"That's because you are high on paint fumes. Caused by working in an enclosed space. Turn and face the wall."
Getting up, he tried to take a swing at Don, but missed and fell over the table. Seeing the action from the nurses sation, they laughed. Their only thought being... "it was about time, David got his."
Cuffing him from behind, Don asked the pretty red headed nurse to call Andrew.
"What is it Don?"
"Can you check Mr.Aerosol, and make sure he is able to leave the Hospital. Last thing I need his him crashing in holding."
"Of course, bring him in here. Gwen, can I get your assistance please?"
Walking into the room, the red headed nurse, smiled at Don again. As he watched her, he noticed she had beautiful legs, tiny hour glass shape, bright green eyes, and copper hair. Looking up, she smiled at him again. As he lowered his head, she realized he was hurting. Deep down in his soul, he had lost something recently, something of great importance.
Moving her eyes back to David. She continued to help Andrew get him ready for transport to Miami-Dade.
"Okay Don, he's good to go. He's going to be fine."
"Thanks. I'll see you later Andrew. Please let Melina know we won't be able to hold him for long. As he hasn't done anything serious. But give her a heads up, that she needs to be more cautious around him. Not that he'll try anything that stupid. But just in case. I know she's with child. So every inch of prevention helps."
"I'll do that. Thanks again Don."
"You're welcome. Let's go David. You have the right to remain silent..."
As Don continued reading him his rights, David was still trying to grasp the reality that Melina was pregnant with that son of a bitch's baby.