A Little Hand Basket and a Map to Hell

By: IDontPlayNice

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters except for the 3 OC's that I am entering into this story...so ha.

Chapter 1:

It was cold. Way too freaking cold. Like freezer-in-McDonalds freezing. I looked outside at the rain clouds and sighed, wishing it would rain. I was sitting in a little beat up yellow Volkswagon Bug outside Vinnie's Bail Bond Agency in stupid cold Trenton, New Jersey. I didn't like the cold, unless there was snow, and even then I was iffy about going outside. Yes, I was a chicken, sue me. I was sent here because my mother thought it would be good for me to be out on my own…in another state.

I sighed and heaved myself out of the car, slammed the car door, and ran for the sidewalk. I took a deep breath and walked inside. There was a woman sitting at the desk. A little sign said her name was Connie Rosolli. She wore a red and brown dress shirt and I couldn't see her pants or skirt. She looked Italian and what looked like 2 bra sizes bigger than me, more curves than me, and could probably eat a Quizno's Sub faster than me. Damn.

There was a rather plump black woman sitting on a worn out couch, who was fumbling with her cell phone, wearing green and black spandex pants, a black spandex top and black boots. I looked down at my drab black jeans and my pink and black Hello Kitty sweatshirt and felt out of place and really awkward.

"Um, hi" I said walking up to the desk.

"Hi, what can I do for you?" Connie said, looking up at me.

"Um, well, I'm Rebekka. I called a few days ago from California, asking about a job?" I mentally cringed at the whiny tone in my voice.

"Oh yeah, I remember you! Ok, here is everything you need to know…" Connie pulled out a file and started to tell me all the basics and handed me a stun gun, an ID card that said I was a bounty hunter, forty bucks, and a manilla envelope with a ton of papers inside.

I looked stupidly at the two 20s in my hands, and looked up at Connie with a confused look on my face.

"For gas, lunch, whatever." She said, shrugging.

"Oh…" I said, and shoved the cash in my pocket.

"Lunch? Boy, I sure am hungry." The woman on the couch said, suddenly standing up. I bit back a smile as I watched her readjust herself and walk over to me, mumbling about lunch.

"I'm Lula, nice to meetcha. Now, we goin' to lunch or what?" She said, hand on hip.

"Yeah, let's go" I grinned. Connie poked me in the arm and I turned around.

She smiled and handed me a card.

"Call Stephanie Plum's cell and she'll tell you anything else you need to know, ok?"

"Ok, thank you!" I half-yelled as Lula dragged me out of the office and over to her Firebird.

"We can't take my car?" I said pitifully, pointing at my poor little bug.

"Pssh, no." She said like it was obvious my car sucked.

"Holy crap, this is a sweet car." I said as I sat in the passenger seat and buckled up.

"You bet your skinny white ass it is." Lula said as she buckled up. I burst out laughing and she started the car.

This was going to be a fun day.

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