Safehouse (closed)

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"Please be home..." Candice thought as her car pulled up to the front of the apartment building. Andrew was the only man she knew that could protect her... that much she knew to be true this night.

It all happened so fast, Tom, Candice's husband, had been called away on an emergency. He wasn't gone for more than 2 hours when she got another call. The call that he had been shot and was now lying dead in a gutter on 48th and Princeton some where.

Things like this happened when you were married into the mob life. Tom was a mobster, through and through. Although he and Candice remained married, their love for each other died a very long time ago. But as the saying went, you married into the mob, the only way out was by death. In this case, it was Tom's death but that didn't mean they didn't want Candice alive.

No, she would be next.

Candice had met Andrew by fate. At a coffee shop. They had met there time and time again, morning after morning...growing closer.

It turned out he was a cop. He had told her the truth a few weeks ago. But that didn't deter Candice, although it should have. They had one intimate encounter.

Tom had beat it out of her and had vowed to have her new lover killed. But business called first.

Now he was dead and Candice had no one else to turn to but Andrew.

Would he take her in? Keep her safe? Or turn her away?

 

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Andrew Firth was a detective in the Major Crimes Unit. He had been there for about a year since being transferred from the organized Crime Unit after his wife was murdered. She had been murdered at the orders of a mob boss that Andrew was riding hard and getting close to bringing charges against.

The police brass thought it was a good idea to get him out of Organized Crime. They were afraid he was going to go rogue in the pursuit of those responsible for his wife's death. When he got transferred he had every intention of spending his off time chasing down those who had a part in his wife's death, but, it turned out, he didn't have much off time.

After his wife's death Andrew rarely cooked. Instead he ate at a little coffee shop around the way. It was here that he met Candice. There first encounter was random. After that, they made plans to meet. They talked for hours when they met there. Except for the one time. That time they ended up getting very intimate.

Tonight Andrew was home early. It was the first time in months. In fact, since he was off early he had planned on driving around looking for some of the people he believed to have played a role in his wife's murder, but he was exhausted and decided against it. Instead he went home, sat on the sofa and fell asleep.

 

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Candice parked her car a half block down and quickly got out. She had a feeling she was being followed but just left it to nerves. The wind picked up and she felt a light drizzle start to fall. Was it a sign of what was to come? She hoped not.

It made her speed up her pace as she headed upstairs to Andrew's apartment door. She hadn't seen any lights on and already her hope was gone that he wasn't home. Still, she had to find out.

With a light, yet frantic sound, she knocked on the door and waited...

 

[BeachBum25]

Andrew sat on the sofa with his feet up on the coffee table. It was rare that he was home this early. He was at a loss for what to do, so, he just decided to sit here and enjoy the quiet time..... no tv, no radio.... Just quiet.

The knock at the door startled him. Nobody ever came to his door. He had drifted away from his friends after his wife died. After all, they had been her friends too, and being with them always brought his mind back to her.

He upholstered his gun and went to the door. He paused for a second before opening the door....keeping the gun behind his back. When he saw Candice there he was surprised. He stepped back and told her to come inside. As she entered, he put his weapon back in its holster, and then closed the door behind her.

 

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When the door opened, Candice sighed with relief! She entered and immediately found herself at a lost for words. Granted she was still in shock about it all but again, she had no one to turn to.

"Tom's dead." She blurted out, her voice shaking more than her hands, "He went out earlier and then I got a call saying that he was dead."

Of course, as a grieving wife, Candice should have been more distraught but she wasn't. Right now, she didn't know what she was feeling. "They're coming for me next Andrew...I-I-..I don't know what to do...I have no where to go.." It was then she started crying, for what reason, she didn't know. "I don't want to die..."

 

[BeachBum25]

Andrew stood there and listened to Candice as she told him that her husband was dead and that they were after her now. "You can stay here for a while. At least until we figure all of this out. He wanted to hug her, but wasn't sure that it was appropriate.

He walked to the window and looked down onto the street. He didn't see anyone, nor did he see anything. He turned back to her and told her to have a seat on the sofa. "Can I get you something? Something to drink? Something to eat?" He looked at her and wondered what he was going to do.