Stack stopped the tape and dropped his headphones on the desk. He looked across atNeedless, who was staring at the small pile of objects that had been on Stack’s desk for a week.“Are you going to do any of this?” Stack said to Needless. Without breaking his stareNeedless shook his head slightly. “You really want to knock this down. Don’t you?”“In the worst way.”They both became vaguely aware of two people standing next to the desks. Needlessshook off his stare and looked up into the always-red face of their Captain, Dennis Breen.Standing with him was a shorter man. The man looked disheveled, like some one had just pulledhim out of a coma, made him smoke a half pack of cigarettes and dumped him outside the policestation. Stack and Needless stood up.“Sgt. Forray. Sgt. D’yen. This is Albert Welp,” Breen said sporting a broad smile thatindicated to the two that they were about to get the royal – gold plated – jewel encrusted – oiledgently shaft. “Mr. Welp this is Detective Sergeant Adam Forray and his partner Sergeant JohnD’yen.”Handshakes were exchanged. After a quiet moment Needless finally chimed in. “What’sgoing on?”“Mr. Welp here is writing a book about the Manzetti Family. He’s here to follow you guysfor a few weeks. You know, to ask questions about how you broke them up and stuff.” Breen saidbeaming. “Oh and you guys have been requested down in Center Park.” Breen laughed deep ashe left Stack and Needles with Mr. Welp.“Okay,” Welp said pulling a notepad out of his back pocket, “which one is Stack Fury andwhich one is Needless Action?” Welp then sat on the edge of Stack’s desk, knocking over thesmall creamer/matchbook pile that could have gone into the department’s record books.
In the quiet dark the rat’s nails clicked along the concrete floor. The rat scampered alongthe corner of the room. It smelled something. Something it hadn’t smelled before. A hint of staticelectricity. Sweeter. Harder to define. The rat continued to move in the dark.In a sliver of light, a black eye followed the rat. A word was mumbled. The room filled withbright light as the rat erupted into flames. As the flames died away and the rat’s carcass sizzled, ahand reached down and snatched it from the floor. Within moments the rat was devoured and itsbones picked clean.
“Fury, action, freedom.” Stack read as he squatted next to the two lovers bodies. “Isuppose it could be us but it’s kind of ambiguous.” He stood up and looked at Needless. “What doyou think?”“Got me?” He scanned the scene. “I mean these two are torn to shreds, there is this hugeanimal track and then ‘fury, action, freedom’. It’s not adding up to me.”Stack turned to the patrolman standing near by. “Are they checking the lake?”“They’ll be sending a robot sub in about an hour.”