Steve snored with his book on his chest.

Ashley looked over annoyed by the sound. It reminded her of Danny Malone. Remmebering Danny got her thinking about why she agreed to work for her dad. Danny was killed in a Malone/Rachinello war like every case she heads. Danny was her fiance.

George slightly hushed the snoring. His book fell to the ground waking him up. "Sorry about the snoring. I couldn't stop since I was 7."

"No, it's fine." Ashley smiled and proceded to go to bed.

"Okay." George tried not to snore as he went to sleep. He didn't succeed though.

Ashley honestly was sleeping well until a nightmare woke her up abruptly.

George woke up in the morning. "Good morning."

"Good morning." Aslhey rummaged through the chest in the hotel. She pulled out men's clothes and headed to the bathroom to change. She didn't feel feminine today.

"Those are mens... clothes..." George sighed then got up with his uniform still on. He fixed his hair and made some breakfast.

"Where we're going, it's better for me to seem more masculine." Ashley was planning on going to the prison to see Billy Rachinello. If anyone knew about a Rachinello/ Malone merge it was him. She was waiting for him to hit parole, because Billy was going to be her informant.

"Okay?..." George sat there in silence. He had no idea what was going on.

"We're going to prison." Ashley was blunt and straight forward.

"Wait to visit?" George sighed.

"Not exactly." Ashley was quick to point out everything. "We're getting arrested." Billy was in solitary. They couldn't just walk in and speak to him.

"Wait nuh uh. I got forms. I can get an appointment to talk to him." George once again thought she was crazy for that option.

"He's high risk. No form'll help, but you're welcome to try." Ashley looked at George with all seriousness.

"Well I will." George put on his hat and left to the prison.

"Fine." Ashley followed quickly behind. "If you think it will help."

"It will." George got in the car. "It will."

"Alright." Ashley wasn't going argue. It was a waste of energy.

They arrived at the station. George got out and went to the front desk. He flashed them his badge and they got through.

Ashley had never gotten clearence. She was impressed.

"Lt. George Curnell. Chicago Police." George walked through the next gate. George walked all the way to the solitary cell.

Ashley followed him closely. She wasn't sure how he had gotten through.

"What was his name again Ash?" George asked arriving at the final gate.

"Billy Rachinello." Ashley let the name roll of her tongue. She hated to say it. Billy killed Danny.

"Okay. We would like to talk to Billy Rachinello." George ordered as a guard directed them to his cell.

Ashley looked at George. "I'm giving you a warning. If I snap at him, pull me out of that room." Ashley figured it was going to happen.

"Try not to. I don't want to make myself look bad." George assured as they stepped in the cell. "Greetings."

Billy looked up. "Ashley, new loverboy?" Billy knew she was going to snap. "No, still love Danny." Ashley looked at him crossly. She figured he wouldn't mention much of Danny.

"Shut up Billy." George kicked the table. "Answer these questions and I won't put a cap in your head." George didn't want to see Ashley angry. Not just that he had the authorization to do it.

"Did you know Alex was trying to joining the families?" Ashley slammed her hands down on the table in fury. "Yeah, I knew." Billy wasn't concerned with Alex, until he asked, "What happened to Alex?"

"He's dead." George yelled. "Now tell us."

"Who killed him?" Ashley got even closer to Billy. She was tempted to shoot him. "Donna, probably." Ashley shook her head. "You're not sure?"

"I think it wasn't her. I checked her house and there was no whip there. And the man killed had lacerations."

"Talk to Donna enough you'll learn things." Billy smiled at wink ed at Ashley. Appalled, Ashley said, "Come on. He's stubborn."

"So I'm sure Donna didn't do it." George retorted.

"Leave it." Ashley sounded angry. She was just upset she had to talk to Billy. "Could you wait outside?"

"No. I'm staying here." George sat down in a chair.

"Fine, Billy, why in God's name would Donna want to kill Alex?" Ashley was trying to restrain herself. "Money." Billy muttered nonchalantly then gave Ashley a sly and cunning look. "By the way, I was saving you, when that happened to Danny." Ashley was enrage. She grabbed him by his shirt collar and sputtered, "Why?!!?"

George quickly jumped out. "Thank you for your answers. We'll be going now." George dragged her out.

"Thank you for your time." Billy tried to sweet while saying bye. "I hate you. You ruined my life." Ashley yelled at Billy.

"Goodbye!" George shouted as they left the prison. One arm still on Ashley dragging her out.

Ashley tried to pull away. When she knew she couldn't break away, she cried in the middle of the station.

"This is embarrassing." George mumbled to himself. He waved like nothing was happening at the guard. The arrived at the car. "That's it! I cannot be your officer anymore!"

"Fine. Leave. I didn't want to be an officer in the first place." Ashley run away. She was done.

Another officer showed up behind George. "You screwed up there."

"Shut up man." George drove away fast. He never really liked her.

Ashley stormed into her father's office and threw down her badge. "I quit!" She walked out. "Ashley, George needs a partner." Sam looked at Ashley with anger. "You want me to be partners with George, bring back Danny." Ashley walked out.

(lol my ex name is Ashley. I need a new partner.)

George drove. He didn't care where.

(In my defense I didn't know.)

Sam called in Ashley's brother Greg. He could do the job just as well. Greg came in dressed nicely, stood rough 5' 11" with sandy brown hair. "Dad."

George finally arrived at the station. "Sam. I cannot stand Ashley's crap. She has taken her stuff way too far!"

"You now you have Greg. Can you deal with him?" Sam waved his hand toward Greg.

"Yeah. Sure. He seems alright." George admitted.

"Hey, I'm Greg." He put out his hand.

"How you doing? I'm George." George shook his hand firmly.

"Fine." Greg started to walk away toward the cruisers. "So who was your partner before, if you don't mind me asking?"

"Ashley. Your sister I believe." George said.

"She was to close to the case. Her fiance died in a mob war." Greg was a little offended his dad put Ashley ahead of him. "At any rate, we may want to go."

"To where? We almost solved this case." George said as he got in the car.

"I'm hungry." Greg could always eat. He stomach was a bottomless pit. Also food got him thinking. It was a wonder he wasn't fat.

"How about an eating contest? I was the best in New York City." George bragged as he drove to a restaurant.

"I just want to eat." Greg gave a quick smile. He wasn't really in the mood.

"Well I'm still ordering a big meal for myself." Arrives at diner. George got out and walked in.

Greg follow behind George. Greg liked George as a partner.

George sat down. "Steak and eggs please." George ordered.

"Um... Omlet please." Greg vaguely flirted with the waitress.

George sipped his coffee. As he waited for his eggs and steak.

Greg drummed his fingers incessantly. It was almost second nature with being a percussionist and a detective.

George received his meal. He ate it slowly as he waited for Greg's omlet to arrive.

(Why does Gallium keep liking your posts? It's getting kinda weird.)

Greg's meal arrived. He ate it quickly and looked around the resturant.

(I'm not sure why.)

George continued to eat it slowly. He was quiet. This partner maybe is the same as Ashley.

"That was good." Greg stood up to head to the restroom. He scanned the room for any Malone or Rachinello.

George watched him leave. He quickly ate and paid. He waited in the car.

Greg got in the car and looked at George. "We should probably go to the station and figure out what we're doing, unless you know."

"No clue." George started the car and raced to the station.

When they arrived, Greg got out and was stopped by another officer.

George got out and walked into the station. "What's next sir?"

Sam came out. "Another murder. Get ready." Greg ran to grab and extra pistol.

"Your coming?" George asked with excitement.

Greg went toward George. "Yeah. Why aren't you heading to the car now? Waiting isn't really a New York trait."

"I wasn't talking to you." George said angrily.

Greg huffed and walked to the car. He didn't care though.

"Rude much." George said softly. He was sure Greg didn't hear him.

Greg hung out reviewing some notes. He came across a picture of Donna. "It's been a while."

"I just talked to her. I think she's innocent." George added.

"She always is." Greg remembered the last case with her.

"Well then what do we do? She's in prison already." George retorted quickly.

"Go to the crime scene. If she's innocent and in prison we look for someone else." Greg put up the notes and looked at a date planner.

George drove off to the hotel. "Crime scene was at the hotel. There were laserations on the body."

"Bound?" Greg was quickly to question.

"What do you mean by bound?" George added as he arrived at the hotel.

"Was he tied up?" Greg figured he was with lacerations.

"I think so. I don't think it was documented though." George said as he entered the building.

"Strange." Greg knew some of the police were corrupted.

"Well no big deal. We'll have to figure it out ourselves then." George approached the room.

Greg followed closely behind.

George approached the scene. "Still here. Hope no one touched it though."

Greg noticed the blood was on the Ceiling. "Did you notice that before?"

"Ya I noted that. She didn't see it though." George replied showing him his notes.

"Strange for her." Greg shifted through some papers. He found a knife in the garbage. "Did you find this too?"