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"Rizzoli! Can you step into my office?" Cavanaugh called out the moment Jane walked into the bullpen. She didn't even get a chance to put her keys on her desk before he called to her.
"Yes, sir." she replied then opened her drawer and dropped her keys in with a clang. Closing the drawer she gave Korsak a questionable look.
"Lets just say I'm too old to do it." He said back to his partner.
Walking in through the threshold of the captain's office she looked over at him. "Sit down, Rizzoli." He said as he sat on the front edge of his desk.
She did as she was told and sat down in one of the two chairs in front of his desk.
"Jane, I was going to have Frost do it when he came in this morning but he's out with the shingles. Called in an hour before he was supposed to be here." He paused for a moment then reached behind him on his desk and picked up a picture of a man and handed it to her. "This is Jason Gold. He is the drug lord of Boston. He recently popped up a week a go. Brian Howard the case we had then, he was apart of the Black Bloods. Gold framed Maraz and now it's our time again to take him down. I'm sending you under cover Rizzoli."
Jane studied the African American man. He was a muscular guy but she could tell it wasn't from 'roids, it was from pure iron. This man had green eyes and a scar on his left cheek and on his forehead going back diagonally into his hair line. He had waves in his short hair from a due rag. He was a good looking man but an obvious abuser and killer. "Why me? I'm homicide, not narcotics."
"I know but I knew my team here would be the best for the case. Since we dealt with this group once. Narcotics is in this as well but none of them wanted to take the job. Plus, Gold actually accepts women into his gang. I'm glad Frost called out today, because I see your potential, Rizzoli. You're a great detective. One of the best. Now, you want to work your way up still don't you?"
Jane looked at him for a moment then finally nodded. "Yeah but I don't want to be stuck in an office like you." She smirked.
"You do this, Jane and I will give you a title."
"Okay, I'll do it." She said standing up. "Now, how do I get in?"
Cavanaugh when to a black duffel bag in the back corner of his room and grabbed it. Bring it over to set on his desk he opened it. "You have everything you need in here. A new gun. It's not one cops usually carry. You have ten grand in cash. A new cell phone so none of your contacts now are on it. The only ones you have are mine, Korsak's, and Frost's. I'm under Jack. Korsak is under Pop. Frost is under Lenny. There are a couple outfits in here. To help you fit in."
Jane looked through the items in the bag and nodded. "Okay. Location?"
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Jane's first stop after getting the news was Maura's office. After dropping off the duffel back under her desk she took the elevator down there. Walking into the redecorated office with uncomfortable furniture and useless figurines, she walked up to her best friend's desk and sighed. Pinching the bridge of her nose as her elbow rested on her free hand.
Maura looked up at Jane with a tilt of the head. "Jane... you have tightness in your facial muscles. You're stressed. What happened?" She asked setting down her paperwork and turning in her chair, folding her hands in her lap to listen to her friend.
"I um.. I just got word that I have to go undercover."
"Undercover? Like you were at Merch?" She asked with yet another adorable tilt of the head.
"No. Like undercover as in drugs. You remember the Black Bloods? Well, apparently Jason Gold framed the murder of Eric Maraz one of the men in his gang. Now, its time for a sneak attack and I'm the person to do it."
Maura stood up. "Jane... that's really dangerous. I'm not sure I'm happy about this. What if your cover is blown? You could end up getting seriously hurt, or worse."
She nodded. "I know, Maur. But if I get through this and put Gold in prison I have a promotion waiting for me in the end."
"You're going to risk your life for money?"
"And a title."
Maura shook her head. "Jane what about the people who love you? What are you going to tell your mother?"
"What she doesn't know..won't hurt her."
"Well, that's a cliche. If she looses you because of something you haven't let her know...it will hurt her emotionally and most likely mentally."
"Maybe, but I have my mind set on this and I'm going to do it, Maura. Whether you, Ma, or the Pope like it. I just came down here to tell you before I leave. I don't have my cell with me so you won't be able to call. Cavanaugh gave me a new cell to protect my identity. I will call you every night when I have a chance." She smiled slightly then turned and left to go back up to the bullpen and to grab her bag. She had a job to do.
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