Detectives Sloan and Falimoso – What if?

Detectives Sloan and Falimoso had just arrived at the Squad 19 detective office around 10:00 a.m. The two astute and knowledgeable detectives had been on the trail of Tyrone “Kilo” Clay, one of the most notorious drug dealers in the world. district. It seems “kilo” never sold anything under an ounce of coke, and had recently bragged to a 19th Squad “associate”, Count Wilson, that all his ounces came from kilos of coke he picked up in Tampa and returned. to your body. hideout on Countryside Street.

“Kilo” then broke the product down into one-ounce quantities, after having cut the coke with calcium carbonate. “Kilo” would get the cutting blocks and then stretch out a pair of pantyhose and rub the cutting block back and forth across the pantyhose. The resulting powder looked like pure cocaine powder. In essence, this gave “kilo” somewhere close to four kilos instead of one.

“Kilo” then sold or presented one-ounce quantities of the product to his associates, who would distribute the devil’s urine after it had become the scourge of American cities…crack.

The Count, as Sloan and Falimoso referred to their “associate”, tried to contact them last night, but they were “out of pocket”, helping the district’s CAT or Criminal Apprehension Team track down a vicious and vicious criminal who was wanted for a number of assaults on elderly women while they were waiting for the bus. These attacks generally occurred in the early morning hours when many victims were on their way to the hospital area to work as nursing aides, dietary or environmental services.

Most of the victims were older and when interviewed by “hot dog” detectives, they said they would not be able to identify their attacker. This presented a dual problem for the two renowned detectives, and as usual, Falimoso had a plan. They would contact his faithful and loyal “associate”, the Count, to see if he had any information that could be of use to the Detectives. With that done, Falimoso was going to attempt a reverse alignment… more on that in another installment of the Detective Sloan and Falimoso saga. The two detectives wanted to catch this outlaw before he actually hurt one of the older victims. So far, the victims had only suffered scratches and bruises, but it was only a matter of time before someone was seriously injured.

The Count arrived. He said the slimy dog ​​who did all the pickpocketing was a not-so-loved stray dog ​​who called himself “Grabber.” The reason nobody liked him is because he had the body scent of a bear at the zoo. The earl said that this guy really sucked! The Earl also said that “Grabber” was a stone cold drug addict and got crack from him at a drug house on Linton Street. Sloan and Falimoso were familiar with the drug house and were especially concerned because the occupant of the house was a drug addict and dealer who cooked the ounces of coke she obtained from “kilo” Clay. In addition, the two detectives saw young children playing, unsupervised, in front of the drug house while her mother plied her trade. Sloan and Falimoso had called Family Services to report neglected children playing on the busy, crime-ridden street. Family Services added this notification to its long list of children at risk.

Sloan and Falimoso were heading to Kilos’ hideout when the house fire call crackled over the police radio in their battered Dodge Detective car. Sloan and Falimoso looked at each other as they instantly recognized the address on Linton Street as the drug house where the little boys lived.

Sloan, the driver immediately turned on his lights and siren, made a U-turn and headed in the direction of Linton Street. As they approached the area, detectives could see a thick plume of black smoke billowing out of the area.

When they reached the burning home, Sloan brought the battered Dodge to a halt, quickly got out of the slow-moving vehicle and ran for the residence’s front door, flying past two children who were standing on the sidewalk. Detective Ian Sloan knew there was a third child and did not see him on the sidewalk. Sloan and Falimoso approach the front door of the house and use their jackets to cover their faces. They then tried to enter hell and were blown out by superheated air and smoke. A firefighter, in proper gear, entered the building and soon emerged with a small child in his arms. The toddler was limp in the firefighter’s arms and was rushed to a waiting life support ambulance. The boy was leaning back, his delicate little arms and legs hanging limp. The boy was taken to Saint Mary’s Hospital, where Sloan and Falimoso later learned that he was dead on arrival.

This annoyed the two hardened Detectives, it annoyed them very much.

The CAT team had detained “Kilo” Clay and “grabber”, who were detained for seventy-two hours. The detectives simply couldn’t do anything else. They both went 10-7 and headed to Paddy’s Pig for a few beers. The two detectives didn’t say much to each other or to the other police officers and detectives who came in after hours. Sloan and Falimoso left early, the atmosphere at Paddy’s somber.

Both Detectives went home, watched TV, and started playing a “what if” game. Both Sloan and Falimoso didn’t get much sleep that night, every time they closed their eyes they saw the vulnerable little boy being pulled out of the burning house.

Tomorrow is another day and the two Detectives on the charge would take care of the two slime balls that the CAT team had apprehended, “kilo” Clay and “grabber”. Both detectives wanted to get back to work and immerse themselves in their cases, anything to take their minds off the gloom of the day before.

Stay tuned, more Sloan and Falimoso adventures to follow.