back? Is that what you think I should do? Do I look stupid to you? ’Cause that’s how that move would make me look—stupid, stupid and dead."
"I don’t care what you tell them, just kill her."
"Ain’t happenin’."
Shy watched as the woman stepped closer to the man. "Please, baby. Do it for me."
"I told you that shit ain’t happenin’, now stop fuckin’ asking me that shit. This bitch gonna lay right here, alive, until he gets here and takes her off my hands."
The man and woman left the room, but before they closed the door, Shy heard the man say, "I thought you was over that shit."
As Shy heard the door lock, she tried to think of who this woman was and why she wanted the man to kill her so badly.
Chapter Nine
There weren’t too many days when Detective Kirkland was late getting to the precinct, but today was one of those days. It was a little after 12:30 when Kirk sat down at his desk with his coffee . And it wasn’t too much longer before he heard, "Kirk! You and Richards, my office now!"
"What did you do now?" Kirk asked Richards as he got up.
"I ain’t did shit, officer. That bitch trippin’, " Richards joked as he followed Kirk into the captain’s office, where there were two men already seated in front of the captain’s desk. The two men rose to their feet when the detectives entered the office. Kirk recognized one of them right away.
"Detectives, this is State Senator Martin Marshall, and this is Kenneth DeFrancisco of the DEA," the captain said, and the men all shook hands. "Kirk here is our resident expert on Mike Black."
"What can you tell me about Mike Black’s involvement in drug trafficking, detective?" Agent DeFrancisco asked.
"Nothing," was Kirk’s simple answer.
"Excuse me?" The agent gave the captain a puzzled look then looked back at Kirk.
"I can’t tell you anything because there’s nothing to tell. Mike Black has no involvement in drugs or drug trafficking."
"We have information that leads us to believe that’s incorrect," Senator Marshall said.
Kirk looked at Marshall, making no effort to hide his contempt. "And what might that be?"
"We’ll share that information with you at the appropriate time, detective," Agent DeFrancisco answered. "Right now, what I need is your assistance in this investigation."
"I assured the agent that you would assist the DEA in any way you could, detective," the captain interjected.
" You planning on conducting this investigation in the Bahamas, Agent DeFrancisco? ’Cause that’s where he is."
"Mr. Black and two associates arrived at JFK at ten-thirty this morning," Marshall said.
"Now, you two will serve in primarily an advisory role, but I’m sure you’ll get in on some of the action," Agent DeFrancisco said and stood up. "Captain, I’ll leave you to brief the detectives. Thanks for your time and cooperation." Agent DeFrancisco and Senator Marshall left the office.
After they were gone, Kirk asked the captain, "Now, what the fuck was that about, Gus? You know as well as I do that Black’s got nothing to do with drugs."
"That’s true as far as I know, but who knows?"
"And to be honest with you, I don’t trust anything that that sleaze Marshall is involved in."
"Look, Kirk, the guy is a state senator, and that means I don’t fuck with him unless it is absolutely necessary." The captain handed Kirk a piece of paper. "Listen, you and Richards report to that address in the morning. You spend a couple months with those assholes, tellin’ them what they wanna know, and if you’re lucky, maybe you’ll get to spend some time in the Bahamas."
"I’m all for that," Richards said.
"Okay, Gus," Kirk said and stood up. "But I still don’t like it."
"Yeah, whatever, enjoy the vacation. Check with Narcotics before you go. Make sure that what these assholes are doing doesn’t interfere with any on-going operations."
"Yes, sir," Kirk said and left the captain’s office.
Kirk and Richards went straight to the head of
"I don’t care what you tell them, just kill her."
"Ain’t happenin’."
Shy watched as the woman stepped closer to the man. "Please, baby. Do it for me."
"I told you that shit ain’t happenin’, now stop fuckin’ asking me that shit. This bitch gonna lay right here, alive, until he gets here and takes her off my hands."
The man and woman left the room, but before they closed the door, Shy heard the man say, "I thought you was over that shit."
As Shy heard the door lock, she tried to think of who this woman was and why she wanted the man to kill her so badly.
Chapter Nine
There weren’t too many days when Detective Kirkland was late getting to the precinct, but today was one of those days. It was a little after 12:30 when Kirk sat down at his desk with his coffee . And it wasn’t too much longer before he heard, "Kirk! You and Richards, my office now!"
"What did you do now?" Kirk asked Richards as he got up.
"I ain’t did shit, officer. That bitch trippin’, " Richards joked as he followed Kirk into the captain’s office, where there were two men already seated in front of the captain’s desk. The two men rose to their feet when the detectives entered the office. Kirk recognized one of them right away.
"Detectives, this is State Senator Martin Marshall, and this is Kenneth DeFrancisco of the DEA," the captain said, and the men all shook hands. "Kirk here is our resident expert on Mike Black."
"What can you tell me about Mike Black’s involvement in drug trafficking, detective?" Agent DeFrancisco asked.
"Nothing," was Kirk’s simple answer.
"Excuse me?" The agent gave the captain a puzzled look then looked back at Kirk.
"I can’t tell you anything because there’s nothing to tell. Mike Black has no involvement in drugs or drug trafficking."
"We have information that leads us to believe that’s incorrect," Senator Marshall said.
Kirk looked at Marshall, making no effort to hide his contempt. "And what might that be?"
"We’ll share that information with you at the appropriate time, detective," Agent DeFrancisco answered. "Right now, what I need is your assistance in this investigation."
"I assured the agent that you would assist the DEA in any way you could, detective," the captain interjected.
" You planning on conducting this investigation in the Bahamas, Agent DeFrancisco? ’Cause that’s where he is."
"Mr. Black and two associates arrived at JFK at ten-thirty this morning," Marshall said.
"Now, you two will serve in primarily an advisory role, but I’m sure you’ll get in on some of the action," Agent DeFrancisco said and stood up. "Captain, I’ll leave you to brief the detectives. Thanks for your time and cooperation." Agent DeFrancisco and Senator Marshall left the office.
After they were gone, Kirk asked the captain, "Now, what the fuck was that about, Gus? You know as well as I do that Black’s got nothing to do with drugs."
"That’s true as far as I know, but who knows?"
"And to be honest with you, I don’t trust anything that that sleaze Marshall is involved in."
"Look, Kirk, the guy is a state senator, and that means I don’t fuck with him unless it is absolutely necessary." The captain handed Kirk a piece of paper. "Listen, you and Richards report to that address in the morning. You spend a couple months with those assholes, tellin’ them what they wanna know, and if you’re lucky, maybe you’ll get to spend some time in the Bahamas."
"I’m all for that," Richards said.
"Okay, Gus," Kirk said and stood up. "But I still don’t like it."
"Yeah, whatever, enjoy the vacation. Check with Narcotics before you go. Make sure that what these assholes are doing doesn’t interfere with any on-going operations."
"Yes, sir," Kirk said and left the captain’s office.
Kirk and Richards went straight to the head of
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