TITLE: Law & Order – Sea Change (A sequel to Fair Game)
AUTHOR: D M Harper.
SUMMARY: After a family tragedy, Connie Rubirosa is forced to relocate to Los Angeles and leave behind the life she knew in New York.
RATING: M for mature readers.
DISCLAIMER: This story is the work of an over imaginative mind and the basic wish of many gay women who watch and enjoy certain television shows, to see a little v-vroom between two female characters. There is no intent to infringe on the copyright of Universal Media Studios, Wolf Films or Dick Wolf. This entertainment does feature consensual sexual interaction between two females, so if you are underage or unable to view due to restrictions in your part of the world, be gone and take my sympathy with you. This tale telling is for entertainment only and not for profit.
A/N: Please take the time to review and nourish the Muse.
Chapter 1
District Attorney's Office
County of Los Angeles
210 West Temple Street, Suite 1800
1110 hours Friday 9th July, 2010
Chung, chung
When Senior Deputy District Attorney Jonah Dekker paused in the doorway of Deputy District Attorney Consuela Rubirosa's office, she lifted her gaze from the pages of the deposition she was reading at her desk. "Can I help you with something?" inquired the stunning thirty three year old woman of Spanish and Mexican heritage.
"No Connie, I just wanted to check in with you before I left with Jerry."
Leaning back in her chair, Connie frowned, "Everything is prepared for the one and three o'clock hearings Joe, so relax."
"Okay, I'll leave it in your capable hands."
"I'll text you tonight with the results and see you on Monday."
Mid-thirties African-American Dekker nodded, "I appreciate it, bye."
Returning to her perusal, Connie didn't envy the fact her immediate superior and the District Attorney Jerry Hardin were on their way to attend the funeral service of an LAPD officer who was recently killed in the line of duty.
Sergeant Reed Cameron had tragically been fatally wounded during the commission of a botched bank robbery. The thirty six year old husband and father of a four year old son had been caught in the crossfire when four armed assailants opened fire on twenty two hostages inside the bank. Earlier, Cameron and the other seven SWAT officers had converged on the building covertly while LAPD Hostage Negotiator Lieutenant Burns stood outside and distracted the perps via a loud hailer.
Within ten minutes of a silent alarm having been triggered, LAPD SWAT had made their ingress stealthily and methodically. Cameron had been positioned inside an air conditioning vent above the main lobby and deploying a wire camera; while his team mates took up strategic positions outside two rear door entries and three more ceiling vents.
When the monitors inside the Mobile Command Centre captured images of four black fatigue and balaclava clad men threatening customers and bank staff as they lay on the tiled floor, an unaware Security Guard wandered in from the restroom area.
Without delay, the lanky male drew his weapon and SWAT Commanding Officer, Captain Sheldon Griggs advised his team to breach the room as the robbers opened fire on the guard.
One perp holding an AK-47 fell to the floor with his index finger clamped against the trigger. Cameron had been hit four times as he bypassed the vent grill. The last bullet had entered the right side on his neck, instantly severing the jugular vein. The thirteen year veteran dropped to the hard surface heavily while the remaining three thieves were neutralised by SWAT officers as they rushed into the chaos.
In the aftermath, six people including Cameron were rushed to hospital along with the Security Guard. Two staff members and the four robbers were pronounced deceased onsite by Paramedics and left behind for the Medical Examiner to attend to. Meanwhile, Reed Cameron passed away in the back of an ambulance on route to the hospital while clutching the hand of a colleague.
Both Dekker and Hardin were acquainted with Sergeant Cameron on a professional and personal level, but having only been with the DA's Office for two months, Connie volunteered to handle the scheduled court hearings and free up the senior DDA and DA.
Since arriving in Los Angeles from New York, Connie had already disappointed Dekker on more than one occasion with her handling of cases and thought now was an ideal opportunity to prove her worth as an Attorney by taking the lead on two high profile sentencing cases.
Glancing at her silver wristwatch, the DDA gathered up the paperwork and files then packed them into her black leather briefcase. Leaving the office, she headed to a local cafe for lunch before making her way to the Metropolitan Courthouse situated at 1945 South Hill Street.
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