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Disclaimer: I do not own 21JS or the characters. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. All characters and events in this story are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead is coincidental.

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A light breeze rustled the leaves of the majestic oak that grew at the edge of the car park of the local high school. Beneath the tree, two teenagers stood arguing heatedly and several students turned their heads in curiosity. It was common knowledge amongst the senior year that Dennis Bradley and Tom Harris had a volatile relationship. They had transferred together two weeks before and many had tried in vain to work out exactly what their association was. Ninety percent of their time they spent arguing and the remaining ten percent they spent huddled together, deep in conversation. It was a mystery to those who cared enough to be fascinated and a mild amusement to those who did not. Within days, the two young men had acquired the nickname The Odd Couple but no one dared say it to their faces. Apart from showing little regard for each other’s feelings, the two boys’ attitude towards their fellow students was just as unpredictable. They both wore the tough expression of teenagers who had seen the harsher side of life and even though many of the students at Franklin High School had suffered the same fate, word soon got around that they were not to be messed with. Both Dennis and Tom had proved themselves quick tempered and ready with their fists and most of the school had quickly concluded that it was best to avoid them or risk receiving the wrath of one or both of the boys.
However, there was always an exception to prove the rule and that exception was Robbie Watkins. Watkins had taken a great interest in Tom and Dennis and it was not because he found them fascinating or amusing. He was the go to man at Franklin High, the supplier of drugs, alcohol and weapons to those who had the cash to pay or favors to exchange. It had taken him two years to gain his street cred as the one and only dealer in the school but now it appeared that he was going to have some competition. The rumor circulating throughout Franklin High was that Dennis and Tom were looking to set up a business selling drugs. When Watkins heard, his anger had become so consuming that he had severely beaten his informant just for being the unfortunate one to tell him the news. The very thought of losing such a lucrative trade to two lowlifes like Harris and Bradley consumed his every waking thought and slowly an idea formed in his mind. He was no master strategist, his plan was simple; eliminate the competition… permanently.
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As cigarette smoke wafted directly into his face, Hanson balled up his fists and glared angrily at Booker. “For the last time, stop doing that!”
Amused by Tom’s outburst, Dennis dangled his cigarette lazily from his lips and gave his fellow undercover officer an amused grin. “Geez Tommy, lighten up,” he goaded. “You’re wound so tight one day you’re just gonna pop.”
Hanson’s scowl deepened when he realized that once again, Booker had managed to get the better of him. He hated it that the overconfident, smug, opinionated cop could rattle him so easily but it had been that way since day one. Their working relationship remained strained at best and at its worse, they bickered constantly. It annoyed him that Booker could upset him so easily and he often felt as though his competence as a police officer suffered when their captain partnered them together. He had always been diligent and focused when he was on a case but when he was with Dennis, he often found his mind wandering. The young, dark-haired officer was so irritating that he frequently found himself thinking more about how to get even than the case they were working on and today was one of those days.
Their assignment was to find out who was selling illegal contraband and catch him or her in the act. It should have been an easy case but they had run into a problem. Although they had identified Robbie Watkins as the one and only supplier at the high school, the teenager had proven to be much smarter than he looked. When he had refused to sell to them, they had tried every trick they knew but they just could not work out how and when he made his deals and it was proving to be a sore point between the two officers. Both had very different ideas on how to proceed but eventually, Booker won the argument. They would start a rumor that they were looking to deal in the hope that Watkins would become so desperate to keep hold of his empire that he would get sloppy and they would get the information they needed to bust him in the act.
However, that had been two days ago and they were still no closer to catching the teenager red handed. They had less than a week before the end of term and Tom was rapidly losing patience. Booker’s exasperating nonchalance infuriated him and he knew that if he had to spend another day looking at his antagonist’s smug face he would lose his cool completely. Something needed to happen and it needed to happen fast.
Taking a deep breath, he ignored Booker’s last comment and moving closer to his nemesis, he spoke through clenched teeth. “Your plan isn’t working,” he snarled. “Watkins hasn’t panicked like you thought he would. I think we should go to plan B.”
Tilting his head on one side, Dennis smirked annoyingly at Hanson. “Like I thought he would?” he asked. “C’mon Tom, you and I both know that my idea was better than yours. Just admit it, you’re not really a thinker… you’re more the pretty one of the partnership and I’m the brains.”
Hot, blind rage consumed Tom’s mind and he shoved both hands forcefully against Dennis’ chest. “Fuck you!” he yelled. “I’m sick and tired of your bullshit.”
The screeching of tires cut through the autumn air and turning his head, Dennis immediately saw Watkins’ red Chevrolet speeding through the car park. As the vehicle approached, he saw that Robbie was holding something in his hand and when sunlight glinted off the metal, he quickly realized what it was. “TOMMY LOOK OUT!” he yelled and grabbing hold of Hanson’s shoulders, he threw him to the ground.
The sound of gunshots echoed through the school grounds and panicked teenagers started to scream and run for cover. Tom hit the ground hard and several seconds later, he felt a searing pain in his shoulder. Looking down, he saw blood seeping through his shirt and he realized that he had been shot. His thoughts immediately turned to Booker and being careful to remain low, he clutched his wounded shoulder as his eyes frantically searched the surrounding area. Within moments, his gaze settled on Dennis’ prone figure lying several feet away. Using his good arm, he crawled slowly across the grass and as he neared his partner, he let out an anguished cry.
Dennis’ face was deathly pale and his eyes remained closed. When he had hit the ground, his temple had struck a large rock and the grass beneath him was slowly turning red from the large gash on his head. Blood stained the front of his shirt and a dark pool was seeping through the material of his jeans just below his right knee.
For Tom, it was his worst nightmare; his partner lay injured and he had no idea if the wounds were fatal.
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