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    crossing lines for maura

    Story written on July 14, 2012 by mauraandapriest-NEVER.
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    ”What’s happened?” He asked in a tone suddenly making the larger than life character seem old and tired. Jane hesitated for a moment seeing this side of Doyle. ”I think you know more than me. Nuisance phone calls, odd people hanging around, cars following her and last night someone broke into Maura’s house but didn’t

    ”What’s happened?” He asked in a tone suddenly making the larger than life character seem old and tired.

    Jane hesitated for a moment seeing this side of Doyle.

    ”I think you know more than me. Nuisance phone calls, odd people hanging around, cars following her and last night someone broke into Maura’s house but didn’t touch anything. Maura thinks it’s all unrelated or hasn’t noticed. She’s naive to things like that, but my gut says otherwise.” Jane rambled quickly.

    Paddy sighed a sound of defeat.

    ”And you’d be right.” He admitted in a whisper. The words costing him more than Jane could ever know.

    Jane’s fists curled, her knuckles going white on the phone. She took a deep breath to calm herself and then growled between clenched teeth,

    ”Which of your ***** enemies has come to collect your debt from Maura this time?”

    Paddy seemed to flinch for a moment before his eyes turned to flame, his anger rising up to meet Jane’s.

    ”You’re the one who put me in here Detective. You’re the one who made my black book public. You’re the one who has effectively cut off my influence and made it public that Maura is my daughter. If anyone is to blame for this it’s you!” Paddy spat.

    Jane jumped back from the glass and the phone as though punched. The truth of his statements hitting home.

    On the outside Doyle was a man to be feared. Physically he could kill like a ghost with an ice pick in the night. His black book gave him power and influence to get people to do his dirty work for him when he couldn’t. Jane had taken that from him and in the process Maura publicly became his daughter but without any protection.

    Jane couldn’t admit to these thoughts, couldn’t deal with the guilt if anything happened to Maura whether directly or indirectly because of her.

    ”It’s still your enemies and all the ***** that follows you that is causing this so explain!” Jane whispered harshly into the phone.

    ”It’s the Cotrals. They’re a small Latino outfit on the east side. They were always our rivals. They tried bringing their drugs racket into Westie territory, so we naturally sent a message a few years back. Left a few bodies about. I may be a thug, a murderer, a racketeer and a fraudster Detective but running drugs to kids and prostitution were never allowed in our neighbourhoods. Not on my watch. The Cotrals have been pissed ever since. Most of them would let it go but my people are telling me there is a young uppity named Carlos who wants to show what a man he is. He’s the nephew of the boss and is using the past feud as an excuse to try and gain credit.” He rambled furiously, his fists clenching and eyes burning.

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