idontreallyspar: ([Name] Anthony Venomecci)
((NOTE: takes place prior to Tom's entry into WITSEC))

“Come on in, Tony...have a seat.”

Anthony Venomecci walked into the interrogation room and slid into a chair, gazing around with a combination of interest and fear. He wasn’t a perp...he was here of his own free will, and yet he still felt a little aprehensive.

“It’s okay, son.” Detective Barry Gordon assured him as he took a seat on the table. “Remember, you’re not under arrest. Besides, if you’re gonna sign on? You should get used to these rooms.”

Smiling, he nodded slightly. Was it wrong to feel a *tiny* bit of excitement about that, a little bit of pride in what he was becoming?? In just a few weeks, he’d be training to work in these rooms. He’d be wearing that badge, and he’d be making a difference where it really counted.

“I’m pretty excited.” he admitted, folding his arms and leaning back in his seat. “The guys who work the beat in my neighborhood been sayin’ that I should watch out for The Bull.”

Gordon laughed, nodding. “Oh, yeah. Bullworth...he’ll make your life a living hell during your physical exam if you’re not careful.”

Anthony nodded again, sobering slowly. “So...you gonna record this, or just listen before I fill out a written statement?”

“Studying up, I see...that’s why we’re in here. Detective Coleman is in the viewing room, recording now...room’s miked and being videotaped. Just...say your piece, son.”

He nodded, rubbing his hands over his face as he tried to gather his courage. This felt wrong...it felt *wrong.* Not just what he’d heard, but what it meant. If he was right...if it wasn’t just a conversation he’d misunderstood, then it meant the two men who had given him a hand in starting things fresh were criminals.

It felt like a betrayal of their trust, being here...but they had betrayed him first, simply by masking their intentions. It might even be dangerous, talking about what he knew...

But he was done making a mess of things. It was time to do the right thing.

Taking a deep breath, he nodded. “Okay...it started two nights ago at work. I do stockroom stuff at Outrigger Sports, and I was opening a shipment of parkas when I heard the owners talking. They mentioned something about a Project Sidewinder and Credit Dauphine...we do our banking through them...but then I got kinda suspicious when I heard one of them start talking about money laundering...”

Muse: Thomas Grace
Fandom: ALIAS
Words: 414
idontreallyspar: (Thomas Grace)
From a newspaper clipping at the bottom of a foot locker located in a storage space leased to Thomas Grace

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Anthony Martin Venomecci
October 4, 1976 - November 18, 1997


Anthony Martin Venomecci was born to Thomas Diego Venomecci and his wife Grace Joanne Miller-Venomecci in 1976 in Willingsboro, New Jersey. Anthony was a devoted son to his parents, a loving and devoted boyfriend to girlfriend of six years, Miss Christine Deseas, and a well-respected member of the local community. With his life, Anthony was proof that even bad seeds can bloom into something magnificent.

Just two weeks after being accepted to the local police academy, Anthony’s life was cut short in an explosion at Outrigger Sporting Goods on 5th and Oakley. Initial findings ruled the explosion to be accidental, but further investigation showed the cause to be arson. Owners of the store were arrested for the fire, and for the murder. The two men were turned over to federal authorities stemming from charges relating to their previous employer, a West Coast bank called Credit Dauphine. (see complete story on page A7, “Local Cadet Murdered in Explosion”)

Anthony’s childhood was troubled, leading him into a great deal of his teen years spent flirting with the wrong side of the law. After more than a few run ins with the police, Anthony developed a certain respect for those on the force, and with the encouragement and support of his parents, got his life back on track. Though his application to the Academy at eighteen was three years too soon, Anthony devoted himself not only to getting involved with his community, but in making up for his misspent years both in school and in his personal life.

Anthony is survived by his parents, his girlfriend, and a community that will be forever changed by the example he left behind...that no matter how bad life gets, there’s always time for a second chance . Closed casket services will be held at Our Lady Of Snows on Friday with graveside services to follow. In lieu of flowers, his parents are requesting donations made to the Red Cross or the Willingsboro Police Department’s Widows & Orphans Fund in Anthony’s name.

Muse: Thomas Grace
Fandom: Alias
Words: 340

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