Chapter 2

Author's POV

“Wow, Gonzalez, this is the tenth offender you have brought in today,” her nemesis, Officer Mike, said with a huge grin on his face, and she smiled smugly.

“I’m on a roll today,” she said, causing Mike to burst out laughing mockingly as she handed the perpetrator over to another officer who was on duty.

“Jokes on you, I brought in fifteen; pay up,” he said with a smug grin as he stood up from his desk, walked towards her, and stretched out his hands for the money.

“No way, Mike, you are lying.” Ana Sophia whined and with a wide grin on his face, Mike brought out a sheet of A4 paper, which he stored in his side pocket, it was a summary of all his arrests for the day.

With a sigh, Ana Sophia brought out five dollars from her pocket and angrily handed it to Mike.

Just as she was about to clock out for the day, Mike called out to her.

“Gonzalez!” he shouted, causing her to turn around.

“What?” she asked with a frustrated expression.

“Don’t you want to know the identity of a perp I caught?” He asked with his brow raised and a devious smirk on his face.

“No.” Ana Sophia snapped and turned to walk away, but Mike's next words caused her to stop in her tracks.

“Gustav and his daughter,” he leaned back on his desk, crossing his arms and legs.

“What? Are you serious?” She asked, her expression immediately turning serious.

“Yes, I was out there patrolling with my unit, still in my suave police uniform, my hair gelled down looking better than ever, my bright blue eyes that illuminate in the sun were serious, waiting for incoming battle, and my eyebrows twitched as I sensed danger nearby…”

“Get to the point, Mike!” Ana Sophia interrupted him, and he rolled his eyes at her.

“I was getting to the point.” He rolled his eyes at her and continued.

“Anyways, I received a phone call that a criminal activity was taking place nearby. That is when I swooped into action. I got to the address that the caller described for me and arrived at an abandoned warehouse. I sneaked over and sneakily looked into the window and saw Gustav standing over a dead body, with like twenty men lined up behind him. I ran back to my car and called for backup. Backup came in less than ten minutes, and we raided the warehouse; gunshots were fired. Pow! Pow! Pow! But I easily dodged the bullets because I am a superman. His men were busy trying to scare away my backup, but I, Mike, who was born with the spirit of a lion, ran towards Gustav and tackled him down. I pointed my gun to his neck, causing his men to surrender. After that backup easily arrested them, and I took Gustav in. And guess what?” 

“What?” Ana Sophia asked, so interested in how things went down.

“Gustav’s daughter, whom he has been hiding from the world this whole time, was present, and we arrested her as well. Also, while we were searching the warehouse for more evidence, I found a hidden mechanism that led to their secret lair. I got tons of evidence against Gustav and his gang and other cartels that were associated with him. We also found a bunch of dead bodies, and to make things better, his daughter, who is a scaredy cat, easily confessed, and now we can easily charge them in court and have them convicted. We have all reasonable evidence against them, all because of me, the savior of the Valencia Police Department,” Mike finished smugly while Ane Sophia grimaced.

She had to admit that she lost by a margin; all the perps she caught were amateur thieves and people accused of assault.

“I want in on Gustav’s case,” Ana Sophia said as she walked closer to Mike and whispered in his ear.

“No, Sophia, you will literally die. The people involved with him are crazy people, Sophia, crazy Mafia lords, plus you don’t even have the authority to participate in this case. You are a mere officer, not a detective. Just focus on your work and don’t get caught, okay?” Mike said, suddenly turning serious, and she reluctantly nodded and walked away, but she had her own ideas.

If she could investigate Gustav, she would be an inch closer to solving the death of her father. 

She went to the female locker room and changed out of her police uniform and into her normal clothes. Once she was done, she clocked out and took a bus home.

It was already evening when she got home, but her Abuelita had kept the light on for her, even though she had long gone to bed.

She entered into the small bungalow with a faint smile on her face; every day her grandmother always made sure she felt the warmth of a home.

She removed her keys from her bag and unlocked the door, then walked into the dimly lit room.

With light steps she walked to the kitchen, trying her best to not wake up her sleeping grandmother. She opened the covered plate and saw a plate of Pabellon criollo ready for her. She carried the plate to the small wooden dining table just outside the kitchen, and without changing from her work clothes, she sat down and wolfed down her food.

 

It was now five years after her mother had disowned her, and ever since then she had not heard from her mother. She thought her mother would calm down after a few months, but it was just her wishful thinking.

After she moved out of her parents’ home, she moved into her abuelita’s house. It was a small old bungalow that her abuelita had been living in forever; it was also her father’s childhood home. She loved living there; it made her feel closer to her father.

Her abuelita was in support of her joining the police force, so she sponsored Ana Sophia to police school, but she was against Sophia’s idea of revenge.

After Ana Sophia was done with her meal, she washed the plate and went to take a nap. On her bed, different thoughts came rushing in; if only there was a way she could input herself into Gustav’s case, then she might be able to subtly investigate the death of her father.

Ever since her father had died, she thought the police would take up the case and arrest the person who murdered her father, but the police labeled it a dead case in less than a month and abandoned it. She took matters into her own hands and joined the police force just for her father. She tried her hardest to climb up; if only she could become a detective, then she would have more authority to investigate the death of her father. But for now she was just stuck as a mere patrol officer. She was so jealous of Mike, her work nemesis; catching Gustav would immediately put him in line for a promotion. If only she were the one who caught him, how sweet would that be?

She slowly drifted into dreamland.