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Set before One for the Money. Stephanie is ex-military and best friends with Lester. What happens when she goes FTA and RangeMan has to bring her in.
I was sitting at the bar when I felt a tingle at the nape of my neck. I took a swig of my beer and then I turned in my seat to look around. I had on dark sunglasses so no one could see where I was looking. I looked around and saw what had made my neck tingle. Throughout the club were several men all dressed in black and discreetly watching me. I hid a smile and ordered two shots of whiskey. I downed them one after the other and then got up. I made it obvious that I was carrying as I walked out of the club. I made it to the parking lot near my car before yet another guy in black stepped into the light.
I could sence the others closing in besides me.
"Bond Enforcement." some one said. I recognized that voice and a smile hit me. "We just want to take you to the station to reschedule your court date and re bond you."
I turned around and looked at Lester Santos. His eyes went wide and he went ramrod stif.
"Santos thats' not the way you greet a superior officer is it?" I asked. I really enjoyed poking fun at him.
"No ma'am. Sorry ma'am. I meant no offence. I just didn't recognize you. Ma'am." He fairly shouted.
I held back a giggle and said, "Apologie accepted. Stand down Lester. I'm on vacation."
"You missed your court date." A tall dark and delicious man said. Oh my God. he was super yummy. When he took out a pair of cuffs and took a step towards me, I took a step back and giggled.
"Sorry," I said. "I'm not that easy."
Lester took out a ten dollar bill from his wallet and held it up to me with a wink. That was all the encouragement I needed.
I turned and ran. Behind me Lester burst into laughter and then I heard them following me. I did a hood slid over my car and then ran toward the alley. After some quick turns I lost them and ran back to my car. On the way I snatched the ten from Lester. That's when I ran into a wall of toned muscle. I looked up at Tall, Dark, and Delicious and bit my lip.
"Give the ten back, Babe." He said. " I caught you."
"But that wasn't the bet." I told him. "He just bet that I wouldn't run." Then I slipped the ten into my shirt. I sighed as he cuffed my hands behind my back and then I closed my eyes as he searched me.
He started by running his hands through my hair, over my shoulders, and down my arms. When his hands started to slid down my back, searching for wires, I tensed and pushed away from him. Lester being my best frend knew what was going on and wrapped his arms around me protectively.
"I was just searching her for weapons" The guy said. Lester reached down and pulled the gun from the small of my back and the wicked sharp knife strapped to my leg. He tossed them to the guy and then tilted my chin up to him
"You good?" He asked. I nodded, I was pretty shaken. I didn't like it when people touched the scars on my back.
"Yeah, I'm cool." I said again with more conviction. He smiled at me and tried to back away while I was fiddling with my bracelet. He stepped forward and threw me over his shoulder.
"Dammit Lester!" I shouted, swinging my fists down and pounding on his back with the cuffs dangling from one wrist. "I hope you're enjoying this" I grumbled.
From behind me I heard several of the men gasp and whisper about me getting out of the cuffs. Lester sat in the middle back seat and I sat on his lap. I kicked off my shoes and rested my feet on the middle consol in metween two of the men.
"So who are you guys?" When no one answered I started humming. I could feel Lester shaking with silent laughter and he whispered in my ear.
"I'll give you ten bucks to sing until they talk to you." I grinned.
"I've been workin' on the rail road all the live long day..." I didn't know the rest of the lyrics so I started another one.
"The itsy bitsy spider went up the water spout. Down came the rain and washed the spider out..."
"Twinkle twinkle little star. How I wonder what you are..." I sang all three and I was about to give up when another song popped into my head.
"Tengo la camisa negra/ hoy mi amor está de luto/ hoy tengo en el alma una pena" I sang.
"I'm Tank." The big black guy in the passenger seat.
"Bobby." Said a black man beside me.
"Silvio." From the other side.
The guy in the front just shook his head sadly and kept driving.
"y es por culpa de tu embrujo/ Hoy sé que tú ya no me quieres/ y eso es lo que mas me/ hiera/ que tengo la camisa negra/ y una pena que me duele..." I continued.
"Ranger." He said with a sigh.
"I knew you singing would get him to talk." Lester said.
"It wasn't her singing." Ranger said. "It's just that a beautiful vioce like that should not sing such a sad song."
The guys around me all stared at him with dropped jaws. He parked and Lester led me into the station, all the others following.
After getting my court date rescheduled and myself re-bonded I was walking out the door when I heard,
"Well, well, well. If it isn't Stephanie Plum." I turned to look at Joe Morelli. Just what I needed.
"Hello Cupcake. You still got that explosion problem?" He asked with a smirk.
"I don't know, Joe. Do you still have that pre-ejaculation problem?" I fired back. The entire station went silent.
"So you became a cop?" I asked. "That's kinda funny."
"Yeah I did. I save lives every day and bring in killers. What have you done with your life?" He asked sarcastically.
"I joined the army and became special forces. I'm a bombs expert and I go to places you've never dreamed of and take out people who sell bombs and other nuclear weapons to terrorists." I said quietly. Joe looked taken aback. I left the building almost at a run and waited at Lester's ride for him.
"What was that about, Bomber?" He asked.
"Jackass I knew in high school. I think he's still mad because I ran him over with my dad's Buick." I said.