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Zero POV “ You don't trust him? Why? I thought you two worked together before.” I can't help but ask Hera. According to the reputation the guy has in the streets,he is one honest cop who doesn't give a fuck about anyone's position, power or wealth. As long as you step on the wrong side of the law, he'll hunt you down and bring you to justice. It's that reputation that makes anyone in the underworld tremble when his name is mentioned. Why would Hera have a reason to not trust someone like him?

“Can someone tell me what the hell is going on?” The chief pulled out his badge, displaying it to the man. “Chief of Police of the Bayard City Police Department. Mr. Perez, I'd like to ask you a few questions.” The guy's face turned cautious. “What about? Hey, I ain't done anything, okay?” The chief smiled a tight smile that was meant to be threatening. “No, I'm not accusing you of anything, Mr. Perez. Not if you cooperate well with me.” “What's your deal, man?”

Chief Jones ordered. “Chief Jones? Commander Sykes FBI, what do you have for me?” Commander Sykes asked and identified himself. “Smith, can you pull up the footage for Commander Sykes here?” Chief Jones asked. “Who is Chief Jones? Lieutenant Coffee DEA.” Lieutenant Coffee questioned, identifying herself. “I am Chief Jones and Detective Smith is pulling up footage to show to both you and the Commander. No DHS?” Chief Jones asked. “DHS will get involved in the prosecution portion of this case if there is one,” Commander Sykes commented.

"She'll be out of danger and you can help us nail down this bastard." "No." Gus didn't shout but there was n mistaking the power in his voice. "She stays with me." "Hell, Gus. Make a decision with your brains for a change. You might both be in danger." "I'll handle it. She stays." Jimmy shoved his hands through his hair. "Listen, I'm just—" "Jimmy." The man at the head of the table spoke up. Anya recognized him as Dean Barton, the Special Agent in Charge of the San Antonio office and the man both Gus and Jimmy reported to. Anya had only met him once but the agents all spoke of him with complete and utter respect.

A minute later she was on her way to the police station. As soon as she crossed the huge entrance doors, she felt her body freeze. She was not the kind of woman who felt fear, but she was a member of the Mafia and was about to infiltrate high-ranking police officers. Everything is so crazy! She stopped in front of the elevator and pressed the button. - Do you need help? A gentle voice made her turn her face quickly. A blond man with a lot of hair gel was smiling at her. He was wearing a uniform, which means he works as a patrol officer.

Her eyes glowed red as the energy became fully attached to the officers The victim’s wife opened the door and looked at the police men “May we come in Mrs Jones?” The police men smiled at her “Yes you may” Mrs Jones ushered them in and they quickly took their seats. “I’m the police detective in charge of the case, Parker Steffens” the officer In charge of the questioning said “Nice to meet you Mr Parker Steffens” the woman replied “Would you like to rest for a while? Or are you fully sure that you are well and alright? “Parker said expressing his concerns

he said. “That was... superb, sir. I just couldn’t help myself,” Charlotte said, sounding somewhat mortified. “Don’t sweat it, girl. I’m sure you’ll last a bit longer next time.” “Next time?” She questioned keenly. “Yes. After you have blown my big, stiff cock for me,” the cop told her as he hopped up on the desktop and spread his chunky thighs. “Be a good girl. Give me what I need,” he told her as he took his damp shirt off and tweaked his own nipples.

he added with emphasis. “How did I manage to force a man like Colt Luscious into withdrawing his claim against Ciara? Did I use a gun on him?” Samuel asked the head cop. The head cop blinked, almost confused. “Oh, you didn’t ask him that?” Samuel asked, amused, and putting the head cop in an uncomfortable situation. “You mean you failed to do your job properly?” Samuel pressed. “Mr. Fury, you know that times before now, I always stood by you and helped you with matters regarding your mother,” the head cop started.

The mafia looked at Ikhlas with a look that no one could ever imagine and they all tried to attack Ikhlas but luckily Nicolas brought so much help that they couldn't touch Nicolas at all. "And I'm also sure that if you all might be involved in the problem that happened to my father before, whatever it is I will never let you live in peace and I will do everything to make you avenge all the actions that happened, it's useless for me too, this is something I will never let go of. Do you think that the attitude I'm doing is something that is pretend? This game must end soon and I will make sure that they and all of you will get the appropriate response." Nicolas immediately ordered several peop

Conner obliged. “Let’s see some ID, Mister,” the cop growled as the glass slid down. Conner reached into his pocket and retrieved the leather billfold that had gotten him into so much trouble. He flipped it open. Once again, the effect of the shield was immediate. The cop pulled his face a few inches back from the window. His voice turned friendly. “Sorry, sir. You okay?” Conner nodded. “Rough night. I’ll be fine.” The cop smiled sympathetically. “Had a few of those myself. You take care of yourself, sir.”