BAMDAMMMster Prompt of the Week: Undercover
I may have taken a few liberties with someone's reaction so don't jump down my throat about it!
A/N: Italics is a flashback. Bold is text messages. Bold and Italics is her inner most thoughts.
Enjoy!
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From the start of this investigation I was intrigued. I was even more intrigued when it was decided that someone from my division would have to go undercover, to lure the serial killer out. I had no idea that I would end up jealous and almost ready to burst near the end.
"Alright, Captain, someone from your division will have to go undercover on to lure out our suspect." Chief Taylor says as we are having a briefing in my conference room.
"I thought SIS, was handling the undercover part of this operation." I state.
"Yes, they were. However, it was discovered that no one in that division fits the age range and description of what our killer prefers." He says as he looks between Provenza and Andy.
Andy shrugs his shoulders and Provenza looks at him with disgust, before saying, "What a minute, are you trying to call us old?"
I can't help but giggle.
"Lieutenant, calm down. Both of you fit the profile, but actually I was referring to Flynn." Taylor states as he slides Andy a folder with his profile information for the site.
I gasp, and I hope no one heard it, but I'm sure Andy did.
"So, why not me?" Provenza inquires.
"Well, let's see how do I put this? You are extremely frugal and our suspect likes men with money or at least men who look like they have money." Taylor ushers out as Andy chuckles and slaps Provenza on the back.
"Ye, Gods!" He mumbles.
"So, Chief, what is the plan?" Andy asks almost excitedly. I can't help but give him a glare of "you are a little too excited for my liking!"
After we all discussed the plan, multiple times it was time to put our plan into action. As soon as Andy's profile hit the site, he received 50 hits in 25 minutes. Tao manned the page, while Sanchez and Sykes located a restaurant for us to use during the sting. Provenza sat at his desk doing his normal crossword puzzles and mumbling "Idiots" under his breath countless times. Buzz began prepping the equipment for the van and Andy's body cam. I was able to sit back and watch Andy mull over the possible ramifications to this sting operation. It is quite amusing, if I say so myself. I couldn't resist the urge to text him, as I watched him from my office:
S: How are you doing out there, hot stuff? ;)
A: Umm, pretty good. Just wondering how my girlfriend is going to react to me being on a date with a young blonde?
S: Oh, I'm sure she won't mind. After all, you are going home with her afterwards! ;)
A: Lol. Is that a fact?
S: It better be! Or we will have some serious problems!
We went on with our day and around 3:30 the young lady that we suspected as our killer, messaged Andy and asked if they could meet for drinks and dinner tonight. We set everything in place and began the final preparations with SIS. Andy chose to look to more causal, but still give off the appearance that he has a great deal of wealth. He is wearing a light blue chambray button up paired with a dark grey cable knit sweater and chino's accompanied by a pair of grey boaters, with a pair of wide frame glasses. He even changed his hair, he slicked it back a little.
"You should dress like this on our dates." I whisper in his ear after Buzz finishes attaching the camera to his sweater.
"Well, I've never heard any complaints before." He teases offering me a smirk.
"Well, now you have!" I rasp as I turn away from him.
He chuckles and gets out of the van and heads to his car. Sanchez and Sykes are undercover at the restaurant. Sykes is a valet and Sanchez is the waiter. Provenza is an old drunk at the bar. Tao is the chef for the night. Myself, Cooper, and Buzz are in the van watching for any issues. Several SIS members are throughout the restaurant disguised as patrons. As we see Andy pull up to the restaurant in his rented Jaguar, we see our suspect waiting for him at the valet stand. She is beautiful, long flowing golden hair with low lights. She is wearing a deep red bodycon dress, with a pair of nude Christian Louboutin pumps. If I'm not mistaken I have that same pair! She is carrying the newest release from Hermes, her wrist and neck are adorned with some of the best jewels Harry Winston has to offer. As Andy walks up to her, she is beaming and I can tell she has found the one she has been searching for. They enter the restaurant and is seated by the hostess, at the previously agreed upon table. As soon as they sit down, she begins to touch all over Andy. I feel a little ping in my heart, but it goes away quickly when I remind myself that this is just an operation.
As the dinner progresses she becomes touchier and Andy has to return the favor. Cooper and Buzz are both watching me out the corner of their eyes. Sanchez comes on the mic and inquires, "Are you okay, ma'am?" I nod as if he can see and then Buzz chimes in and says, "She is holding up, Sanchez." As we continue to watch the exchange my blood begins to boil. The young lady proceeds to order Andy more drinks, but she has no idea that all of his drinks are non-alcoholic. Andy is playing the tipsy middle aged man quite well, if I say so myself. He excuses himself to go to the restroom, and true to her M.O. she reaches inside her purse and pulls out a vail. According to a tox screen on our last 3 victims it is a mix of Ambien and Molly. If given in the proper dosage it will make him lucid enough to not question her about why she needs his account information and alert enough to not make their ATM run less suspicious for the cameras. As we watched her pour the solution into Andy's drink. I informed everyone to get into position. Provenza's job is to stumble over to the table, when Andy returns and hit on the young lady and distract them both enough, so that Julio can swap the drink out and deliver it to Tao in the kitchen, who will run a quick test. Once the test is confirmed positive, we will move in.
As, Andy returns from the restroom our plan continues. After Provenza is done being perverted with the young lady, he returns to his seat. Andy picks up his newly refreshed drink and takes a sip. The young lady eyes light up. She unexpectedly pulls Andy into a searing kiss, causing me to gasp loudly. Everyone on my frequency heard me. I dart my eyes back and forth as I can feel Cooper and Buzz tense up beside me. "Ma'am calm down." Julio whispers. Tao chimes in and says, "We have a confirmation, Captain."
"Good, now go arrest her!" I say a little too forcefully.
"That's a copy." Sykes says.
As we watch on the monitors, we see Sykes and Tao walk up to the table. "Samantha Jones, you are under arrest for attempted murder, you have the right to remain silent, anything you say can be used against you in a court of law…" Sykes says. "Wha, What murder?" She stammers looking intently at Andy as, Sykes pulls her up from the chair.
"Mine, darling." Andy says as he flashes his badge.
"What the hell?" She screams. "I want a lawyer!" She demands.
As they escort her outside we are standing outside the van. Sykes escorts her to the squad car, as I stare at her with a look of disgust on my face.
"What are you looking at, bitch?" Ms. Jones spits out. Bitch?! I'll show you a bitch! I feel myself hastily move, but before I could get too far, Cooper is blocking my way.
"Shut up!" Sykes demands. I knew I liked her for a reason!
Andy walks out the restaurant just as they close the squad car door. He heads straight for me and looks at me and says, "I'm sorry, Captain."
"Humph. Don't apologize to your Captain." I utter as I walk away. I can feel his eyes burning a hole in my back. I hear Provenza say, "Well buddy boy, it looks that kiss, has opened a can of worms!"
"Shut up!" Andy growls back.
"Here, is a number to a great florist, I know." Copper says as I see him hand Andy a card out the corner of my eye. "He is open 24 hours, too!"
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I hope y'all liked it! I have this head canon of seeing Sharon lose it for a split second, so I just had to write it!
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