1Between Two Extremes
She was incredible. Flack knew that now, as they stalked the alleys that decorated New York City like the jewelry she was wearing. No one had dared to do this, none of the girls, and Arielle was the only one who had taken on the job. She definitely was a cop- willing to do anything she could for justice. Including posing as a prostitute.
She was a hot one, though. Graceful curves. Beautiful legs. A face that made Helen of Troy writhe with anger and jealousy- and Helen wasn't even that pretty. Arielle was definitely a beautiful girl. Flack had gotten a nervous feeling in his stomach when she had stepped through the doors and into his sight, but now he just plain wanted her.
"Are you going to stare at me all night, mister?" she called out, and he was brought into reality. She was talking to a grungy-looking man that had stopped to gawk at her. "Or do you want something from me?"
She had stayed quiet until now. Maybe this was the guy...
"Sure, sweet stuff," the guy said lamely. He stepped under the streetlight, and Flack got a perfect view of him. Bingo. This was him. Good job, Arielle.
"Two hundred for the night. That's my going rate." High price, girl. But the guy must have been willing, because he pulled out the cash. She took it, and said, "Wait here, I gotta get something from the back."
"I'm coming with you, then."
Uh-oh. They knew this guy could get impatient.
"No, you just stay right there."
"Wait a minute, girl-" He grabbed her arm. The body they had found showed fingernail marks on the woman's arms. He liked to touch, didn't he?
"I gotta-"
"You ain't going nowhere. Not till I get my money's worth." He leaned down to kiss her.
"Calm down. We got all night."
"You sleaze. You're gonna run."
"No-"
He jerked her around. That's it, Flack thought. He signaled to the cops hiding with him, and they ran out to stop him. As they wrestled him to the wall, Arielle straightened herself up and went over to him. "Was I good enough?"
"Better than good." He put an arm around her.
"I hope so. This is tough business. I'm glad I didn't have to do anything else with some of these guys."
"That's just crass." He laughed. Then out of nowhere, he leaned down and kissed her. Maybe it was for mercy, maybe for apology... maybe because he really wanted something...
"Your place okay?" she said, when they had broken apart. He nodded. "Great," he answered.