"Hit me." Amanda Rollins breathed. Cigarette smoke rolled out from her throat. She took a shot of her whiskey, swallowing hard as she looked in the cards spread out in her hand. Amanda bet a few more 100's before realizing she was deep into the red, deciding she would call it quits, she flipped over her cards and crushed out her lit cigarette. "See ya later boys." she spouted out as she slipped on her black leather jacket that matched well with her black boots she was sporting. Rollins was walking away, confident as always even though her mind was sick with worry 'what if they find out?' she wondered as she stepped onto the cold Jersey street.

This particular part of town was what would be known as the 'bad part'. The city's local biker gang, Son's of hell 'owned' this town, and their name spoke for itself as to the type of biker's they really were.

"Miss." A voice called out from the shadows. Amanda refused to turn around, she didn't want any more witnesses as to her were about's for this evening. "Miss, Hello." The voice sounded more rough this time, and closer.

"Look, what do you need?" Amanda asks as she swiftly turns around.

"The money you owe my club." He says with anger as he grabs Rollins by the arms, and pins her to the nearest brick wall.

He was a tall man, not to heavy, but he wasn't a twig either. His hands covered in tattoo's and fashionable 'knuckle' rings. He had gray hair piercing through his long dark ponytail, and all through out his beard.

"Let me go, I'm gonna make good on the money I owe." Rollins said sternly, she was scared but she wasn't gonna show it.

"I know you will, but I don't want your cash, detective." The man said with a grim smile.

"You know who I am?" She asks with a slight tremble in her voice.

"Of course, I know everyone who steps foot into this town." He says as he loosens his grip on Amanda's arms.

"Well what do you want from me?" She asks with a worried look in her blue eyes.

"For you to work off your debt." He says as he rubs his beard. "I need some small favors down at my club." He adds.

"Well, what kind of favors?" She asks.

"You'll find out tomorrow night, Amanda." He says giving her a pat on the back as if they were old friends. "Be here, tomorrow night, 7 o' clock." He adds.

"And if I don't come?" Amanda asks with sass.

"Then imagine, the worst case you've ever worked on, but worse. That's what I'll do to you, and anyone you care about." He says grimly.

Amanda's mind immediately began to race with horrific thoughts, as she nodded in silence to him that she understood. "Don't be stupid, Amanda, or everything is going to get much worse." He adds as he walks back into the shadows. Amanda wasn't sure how to take in what had just happened. She could feel her heart still pounding hard in her chest, and her arms ached from the pressure he had applied with his hands when pinning her to the wall. 'Was he one of the members of the notorious Son's of Hell? What have I gotten myself into.' She thought to herself as she stared blankly into the night, knowing only one thing as she walked towards her car, this wasn't going to end well.

The next day, precinct.

The precinct halls were filled with perps, and cops. Every detective in the squad room was interviewing someone, tonight was definitely going to be a long shift. Olivia was on the phone with the mayor, and she had been for the last thirty minutes, one of his daughters had gone missing, which made his case top priority. Nick, Fin, and Amanda had paperwork stacked to the ceiling to fill out.

"Rollins, Fin, my office." Olivia said as she held the phone to her shoulder, the mayor was on hold. Amanda and Fin quickly followed one another into her office, shutting the door behind them.

"What you got for us Sarge-." Fin asked curiously as Olivia hung up the phone.

"That was the Mayor." Olivia breathed out.

"What's he on us about?" Amanda asked.

"It's his daughter, Courtney, she's eleven, and missing." Olivia sighed.

"We thinking ransom? Have they got any calls?" Fin asks.

"No call's yet, but I want you two to head down there, get a list of names, canvas the area." Olivia stated.

"You got it, Boss." Fin agreed.

"Amanda, you okay with that?" Olivia asks noticing Rollin's fighting.

"Well-I kind of have to be somewhere." Amanda said unsure of how Olivia would take that news.

"Hmm, well that's okay, better not be out betting on anything though." Olivia jokingly said adding, "It's probably better if I went with Fin." Olivia gave Rollins an approving look as she walked the two detectives out of her office.

"Alright, Nick-I'm sorry we gotta do this to ya, but we gotta go down to the Mayor's house." Olivia spoke as she looked around the squad room, "Will be back as soon as possible." Olivia added as she headed for the door, Fin following.

'Bad Part of town' , Jersey.

Amanda Rollins stared at her watch, it was coming up on seven. She looked cool and collected on the outside, she was wearing a pair of skinny jeans, a dark red sweater, and a pair of ankle boots. But on the inside, it was almost torture enough as her mind wandered through dark places, her heart was racing, and her stomach was in knots. Finally the anticipation of seeing the man from last night was over as he walked over to her at the bar.

"Hey good looking." He says smiling down at her as he takes a seat behind her, two other men of similar builds, and age stand beside her, and next to her, looking as if they were ready to pounce at the slightest move.

"Hey, didn't know we'd have a crowd." She said uneasy.

"That's because you won't know anything." He says as he stares her down. "Look, the money you owe us right now, I'd usually just have you killed off for." He says with a cold tone.

"Then why-" Amanda was going to ask the obvious question, but was cut off.

"I know, why don't I just kill you?-It's simple, you've got something I want, something I need." He answered her. "I need you, to pull me a couple favors at your job, I got a few things I need to look like accidents, and a few things that I don't want pointing towards me, and my crew." He adds, clearing up things for Amanda.

"But, I can lose my job-everything." Rollins says the first thing that comes to her mind.

"Or you can lose your life, and your job will no longer matter." He speaks up, a little rage in his voice.

"Hey, boss." Elvis, one the crew speaks up.

"What?" He asks through gritted teeth.

"I think I know a few other things she could do too." Elvis says as he licks his lips.

Amanda's stomach turns at the thought. "Elvis, shut the hell up." he says giving him 'the look'. Amanda was thankful that he didn't agree with him.

"So, what's gonna be, blue eyes?" He asks.

Amanda just looked at him, she didn't say a word as her mind darted from one thought to another.

"We'll let you think about it tonight, and tomorrow, we'll find you, and see were we go from there." He explains before heading out the door with his two men.

A/N: Thanks in advance for all reviews, this chapter is pretty light, but trust me, the next chapters are going to be pretty dark, with lot's of violence, sexual situations, language, and all that kinda stuff, so this is your warning on that.