Larissa-
I hated working late hours. Especially if it was my day off. Being with the police force for four years, I started off as the 'Technial Analyst', meaning if they needed someone to instantly look up a victim, suspect or some criminal records, I would do it in a flash. They saw my good work, and promoted me to an actual cop. That was my dream, and at 25, I think I've done bloody well t achieve that.
Today, or tonight rather, I was waiting for Ashlyn to arrive. We were going undercover tonight, to see if we can get some gossip on the gang 'Sevenfold'. Pretty shit name, if you ask me. At least come up with something threatening and intimidating, not something that sounds like it comes from something to do with origami.
I flipped up the collar on my
outfit. I only wore this if I was trying to look intimidating, which it was sure I did by my tattooed arms filled with skulls and flames.
"Where is she?" I grumbled, before I decided to walk inside the bar. I walked up to the bar, and ordered some kind of fruity cocktail. I could never pronounce the name. Over in the corner I noticed someone with bright emerald green eyes and glistening snake bite piercings looking at me with a smirk.
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"They should be here soon." Zach said, eyes filled with mischievousness and need. The girls we were going to sell were coppers. Me and Zach liked the look of them, so we might keep them to ourselves... Just so we can break them.
Seeing Zach's chosen girl walk in, I saw him lick over his lips. "Go get her, and remember. Seduce her, bring her to the VIP room. Maybe fuck her there, or drug her." Nudging my partner in crime's, I grinned as he walked off. Now, I was waiting for Ashlyn Jacobs, the one I branded as mine when I first laid eyes on her.
I was the leader of the gang Sevenfold, alongside an expert in the sex trading system. We get girls, sell them, get money, and then the cycle continues. I, unlike Zach, was more patient. However, I was certainly more rough and aggressive. Especially in the bedroom.
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