So this idea popped into my head when I saw this one picture of the Shield, they looked so mafia-ish and a bunch of ideas immediately started coming up so... yeah, that's pretty much it.
"These guys have been on the wanted list for years already.." He said as he skimmed through the folder in his hand.
"No one's been able to take them down, but we will. They're wanted for murder, robberies, drug-deals, anything you can think of." The older man said looking at him.
"Are you sure we can pull this off? Look at the shit they've done! They've gotten away with everything!" Running his hand through his short hair, he shook his head. "This is too big for us, man."
"Randy, are you pussying out? What makes you think we can't do this?"
"Everything." He tossed the folder at him. "Paul, we're three people. They're three stronger people."
"Randy's kind of right." Dave added.
"You two are pussies, give me the folder." Alena walked over to Paul and took the folder from his hands.
"A girl is more willing to do this than you two." Paul chuckled.
"Well," Randy laughed, "She's an idiot and she has no idea what she's getting herself into."
"Shut up Randy." She spat at him. She looked through the folder and felt herself getting scared. Yeah, she wanted to be a part of this case and help the three men but the more she read, the less she wanted to do this. They were known as "The Shield", Dean, Seth, and Roman. She thought of something. "Paul, do you think maybe I can get involved with them? Act like I'm helping them and then tell you guys everything? I mean, I'm already trained, I can protect myself. I'll be armed."
Randy burst out laughing. "Oh my god! Do you think they're stupid? They've been wanted for years.. years!" Alena looked at Dave, who was also laughing. "And they haven't got caught yet. They're doing everything right. They're not going to let some stupid girl get involved with them and listen in on all their secrets and plans."
"You don't know that!" She shot back.
"Yes, yes I do." Randy nodded.
"Alena, I have an idea. It's dangerous, but if it works, we'll bring them down for sure." Paul sighed, "You can act like you're at the wrong place at the wrong time and let them take you as captive. You'll have a mic on you and we'll hear everything. You have to use all your skills and find ways to notify us to come get you. Again, this could end up going terribly wrong. But that mic and a chip on you to locate where you are, we can bring them down."
She stared at her feet for a while before facing him and nodding, "That does sound scary, but I'm actually down with it. I mean, if we do end up catching them, think about how much credit this company is going to get. And we'll finally bring them down! I'll do it." She half-smiled.
"Alena, you are an idiot." Dave shook his head.
"Actually Dave, no, I'm not. I'm willing to risk myself for you guys and this company. We haven't taken down any big people lately and it doesn't look good. Evolve will be labeled the best if we bring these douche bags down."
"You're right." He nodded.
"Randy?" Alena asked.
"Yeah, you are. At first I thoug-"
Paul interrupted them, "Okay, listen. Cops have come close to bringing them down at the Diamond Nightclub multiple times. We'll have to go there tonight and see if she can spot them somewhere. When she does, she'll show them she's interested in them. They wear these masks that cover half their faces, with a skull-like design printed on it." She nodded and swallowed hard. "It's not going to be easy, but you can't let your cover be blown, alright? Offer to buy them drinks, act cute, act drunk so they think it's easy to take you home. DO NOT drink anything they give you before you smell it. You've been through this, you're trained. You know about how some drinks fuzz when they put drugs in it, so just be careful. Watch out for those signs. If the drink is fine, drink it. Don't let them get suspicious."
"Are you going to let her take a gun?" Dave asked.
"I don't think that's a good idea. It'll be too obvious." Paul replied.
"What about her safety?" Randy's voice grew louder.
"She'll be fine. We'll hear everything. Lower your voice." He warned him.
"To sum this up, Alena, dress to grab a man's attention. Be back at this office around 11PM, Randy and Dave will put the mic and chip on you. I'll be at the main location monitoring you, and they'll join me after they've dropped you off at the club, alright?" Paul smiled.
"Sounds good." She got up and walked out of the room. She walked down the stairs into the parking lot, getting into her car. She thought about the plans tonight and what she should wear."What the fuck did I just get myself into?" She sighed.
"Are we going out tonight, boys?" Dean smiled, before opening the door and walking in, Seth and Roman following him inside.
"Hell yeah, we just made 500 fucking grand tonight." Roman laughed, lightly punching Dean's arm.
"Well then, get dressed." He replied. "Oh, and we're going to be strapped tonight." Dean said, throwing both Seth and Roman a gun.
They all wore a black t-shirt, black cargo pants, a black hoodie, and their usual mask. Dean put his gun in the waistband of his pants before adjusting his hoodie so it covered the top half of his face that the mask didn't. He watched Seth and Roman do the same.
"Ready?" Dean asked them.
"Ready." They both said before following Dean out of the room, locking the door.
Alena thought about what to wear. She picked up a black, tight, strapless dress that had a deep v-neck and ended mid thigh. She shrugged before slipping it on. She wore a black strapless bra under and a black lacy thong. She put on some black Louboutin pumps before looking at herself in the mirror. The dress hugged her slim body perfectly. She applied a heavy amount of makeup that gave her a fake look. She straightened her long blonde hair that reached her lower back. She smiled and grabbed her phone, taking a mirror selfie.
She texted the picture to Randy. "Enough to grab a man's attention?".
A minute later her phone buzzed and she picked it up reading the text. "Definitely. You look smoking. Now hurry the fuck up! Me and Dave want to go to Panda, we're starving."
She giggled. "So impatient." She replied back. "Fine, fine! I'm coming."
She arrived at the office and opened the door, walking inside. "Hurry, put the stuff on me so I can go!"
Dave and Randy both nodded, before looking at each other.
"Dave, where should we put it?" Randy asked.
"Somewhere that isn't noticeable, that they won't touch.. Hopefully." He grabbed the tiny microphone and walked over to Alena. He pulled down her dress a little and looked at the band of the bra. He placed on the side of the bra band towards the inside. "That won't be noticeable, will it?" He looked at Randy.
Randy just shrugged. "I don't know, I don't think it will." He walked over and decided on where to put the chip. "Let's put this one somewhere else so there aren't any type of bulges that are noticeable, even if they're tiny." He decided on placing it in her underwear towards her bikini line. She just shrugged and lifted her dress, watching him put it. "We're not doing this to be perverted, trust me. Just need to put it places they won't touch."
"It's fine, thanks guys. Now can we get this over with." She looked at them before taking a deep breath. "Oh, and here's my phone since I have no where to put it." She handed Randy her iPhone and opened the door, walking out followed by them.
They found the car soon and they all got in driving towards the nightclub. "Are you sure you want to do this, Alena? I mean, we both respect you a lot for this, but you don't have too if you don't want to." Dave told her.
"I'm sure about it, Dave. Thank you though." She looked up at him, nodding. She soon saw they were at the nightclub and she opened the car door, leaning over the seats to hug Randy and Dave. "I love you guys, bye." She smiled and stepped out, shutting the door.
She walked towards the club and was greeted by security. They checked her ID and let her in. She walked inside, looking around to see if they were here. She didn't notice them so she sat down and bought herself a beer. She took a sip of it and kept looking around. She gave up on that part of the club, so she got up and walked up the stairs to the more crowded part of the club. She noticed three men sitting down in the corner of the club, barely noticeable. 'That's probably them.' She thought to herself. She walked towards them and noticed there was an empty seat next to one of them. She noticed they had taken off the masks. She sat down and acted as if she was just taking a break, wanting to listen in on their conversation for a little before introducing herself. She was greeted by one of them clearing their throats, grabbing her attention. "How may I help you?" He asked her, looking her up and down. He had a really sexy deep, raspy voice and he was beautiful. He had dark blond hair and she noticed he had light blue eyes, despite how dark it was inside the club. What was she thinking? These guys were criminals.
"I- I uh, Hi." She stammered.
"Hi?" He asked, a bit confused.
"I'm Alena, nice to meet you." She smiled.
"I'm De- actually, nevermind, it's not important who I am." His two friends stared at him in relief. Bingo. These were the guys. Not that they'd think she'd know. They probably thought she was just some stupid blonde.
"Do you want to dance?" She asked him and he nodded, getting up and following her to the dance floor.
He placed his hands on her hips as she pressed her ass to his crotch, slowly grinding and swaying her hips. He bit his bottom lip and ran his hands up and down her body, stopping at her waist. He moved his hands a little higher and he felt something really tiny pressing against his palm. He figured she was an undercover cop and he knew she had found them so he acted like he didn't notice. He was going to take her home, and he was going to make sure she didn't get away. "Do you wanna go back to my place?" He whispered, lips brushing against the back of her ear.
"Sure." She nodded, before he turned her back around and walked towards the two men. "Let's go boys."
She did it. They were going to get these guys. She smiled as she thought about how much attention Evolve is going to get once they're done with these three. They walked out of the club and got into the car, driving towards Dean's house.
Once they got there, Dean opened the door for her and helped her out. She followed behind him with the other two men as he opened the door and let them all inside, following and closing it behind him. He locked it and turned around. His eyes fixated on Alena and he smirked. She now noticed the other two men had gotten rid of their hoodies and she could see all of their faces better. They were all really beautiful for being criminals, she thought.
"Roman, Seth, listen to this." Dean chuckled, walking over to Alena and placing his hands on her waist. She looked up at him, smiling. "This stupid bitch thinks we're dumb." He roughly yanked down the top of her dress and she quickly covered herself.
"What the hell?" Alena screamed at him.
"Shut the fuck up." Dean warned her. He put his hand in the side of her bra and grabbed the mic, pulling it out, showing her and the two boys. "Ha, fucking, ha." He pushed her and she fell on the floor.
"What the fuck is this?" He asked her. "A mic? Aww, are you a cop? You're like 5'5", skinny.. You're not fit for it physically, and you're not smart either. Do you think criminals, like us, will fall for this?" He teased her.
He climbed on top of her and pulled her dress down even more, his hands wandering over her body. The two men stared and bit their lips, taking in the sight in front of them. "I bet you have more shit on you, don't you?" He growled.
He felt for bulges and laughed. "The fact that you think we're this stupid amazes me, really."
He now completely pulled off her dress and looked at her. "You're really fucking hot though, should have considered porn." His hand wandered down to her pussy and he found the chip there as well. "Well, well, well.." He looked into her eyes. "Maybe if you were a good girl, you'd get some and we could be having a lot of fun right now. Not that I won't... If I want something, I take it." He smirked. He stood up and walked over to the boys, leaving her on the floor in her bra and panties. He told them to ruin the chips and come back.
"You look hot like that." He told her and she covered her face and thought about what's going to happen. At this moment, she wish she would've listened to Randy.
They soon came back and went back to looking at her. She noticed Dean lift his shirt and pull out a gun. "Tell me who you work for." He walked over to her and looked down at her, pointing the gun to her arm.
"I, I," She looked at the gun.
"Did I say stutter?" He asked annoyed.
"I, I work for Evolve." She looked at him, hoping he wouldn't shoot her.
He climbed on top of her again and looked into her eyes. "I really, really don't wanna shoot a pretty thing like you. Believe me. But I will if I have to." He smiled. What the fuck was wrong with this guy? Who says I'll shoot you and smiles? She was disgusted. "So, why don't you start working for us... Telling us what they're doing, what they know about us. Give them false information. Or else.." He pointed the gun at her neck and lowered his head down by her ear, "I'll shoot you."
"You're not giving me another choice." She felt a tear roll down her cheek.
"So what is it?" He asked, the gun still pointed at her neck.
"Okay." She nodded, wiping a tear. "Please don't hurt me." She looked into his eyes.
"Be a good girl and I won't." He pressed his lips onto hers before getting up. She felt sick to her stomach right now. Randy was right, she didn't know what she was getting herself into. She just wanted to cry. What were they going to do to her? She reached for her dress.
"No, you're staying with us tonight and you're not putting that dress back on." She heard Roman say.
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