"A New Bombshell"
Hollie Ciccone
Rating: PG - XXX (Languge & Sex)
Summary: Molly (oc) is new in town and she lands a job as a bounty hunter due to her security and PI exprience. When a tall, dark and handsome man comes to help her out, sparks start to fly, in more ways than one. (story in Molly's POV)

Disclaimer: Theses characters do not belong to me. Except for Molly and some small supporting characters. Many thanks to Janet Evanovich for creating so many wonderful characters. I apologize for ruining any of them. I will promise to return them when I am finished playing. (If only I could keep Lester for myself)

Author Notes: My 1st stab at an OC, I really hope you all like it. And for those of you who know me, the simularities between Molly and I are not intentional (like thats believable).

CHAPTER 4: Pizza, Smoke and Angels

We arrrived at Pino's around 5pm. I noticed quite a few cop cars in the lot as well as another black SUV. I figured it was Lester's friends. Lester was such a gentleman, he came around and opned the door and offered his hand to help me from the SUV. If he was trying to impress me, it was working. I'm already rather impressed.

He held the door to the restaruant open for me, motioning me to enter first, "After you.", he said so eloquently. I smiled at him as I entered the building.

Once inside he placed his right hand at the small of my back and guided me toward a booth in the back. There were the 2 other muscle guys I had seen this morning. Lester introduced them as Tank and Bobby. Tank was very large, not fat, muscles and bald. If it wasn't for the goofy smile he was sporting, I would have probally ran the other direction. He was a very dark black man, his white teeth practically glowed against his skin color. Bobby was a few shades lighter, had cornrow braids that stopped at the top of his neck, a goatee and was also wearing a smile that could light up Atlanta, in more was one. I smiled and said, "Nice to meet you."

Bobby took a sip of his beer, "Les, tells us you are a bounty hunter."

"Not quite yet, I'm just learning the basics, haven't had the chance to see if I could do it yet." They nodded and took another swig of our their beers.

"Molly here is a good shot with her guns, and has security and PI exprience, I am sure she will be a great bounty hunter, may give Bombshell a run for her money." Lester bragged. I smiled a shy smile, I can't believe he is bragging about me.

"I'll believe it when I see it, Santos." Tank chimed in.

"Bombshell?" I asked.

"Stephanie, her nickname is The Bombshell Bounty Hunter. She has quite a history of getting into trouble with her skips." Bobby laughed.

The waitress came over to take our orders, "I'll have a Corona with lime" Lester told her. He turned to me, "What would you like to drink, Peaches?"

I noticed Bobby and Tanks reaction to my nickname Lester has giving me. I like it personally. I am after all a born and raised 'Georgia Peach', but I have feeling that Bobby and Tank's minds were in the gutter.

"I'll have the same, please." Lester smiled at me and nodded toward the waitress. She sat a few menus on the table and left. I looked it over and couldn't decide what I wanted everything looked great.

"Want to share a pizza, my treat?" Lester asked.

"Aight." I said as I closed the menu.

The waitress came back with our beers and asked if we were ready to order.

Tank ordered first, "I'll have a large Firestarter Pizza, what will you have Bobby?" Tank laughed. I couldn't picture him eatting a whole pizza, his body is too hot for that.

Bobby looked at him with a smirk, "Yeah, fat man, I bet you could eat the whole thing, then your ass will be crying for a week." Bobby looked to the waitress, "I'm sharing with the fat man over here." He pointed his thumb toward Tank, who was grinning like an idiot. I found them very amusing.

Lester turned to me, "Pineapple and Pepperoni ok with you?" he asked.

"Wonderful." I smiled back. I can't believe he likes my favorite pizza.

He turned to the waitress, "A large Pineapple and Pepperoni, please."

She said, "It'll be about 20 minutes" while she collected the menus.

One of my bad habits is smoking while I drink. I was nervous to just lit up, so I asked.

"Do you guys mine if I smoke? It's a drinkin' thing with me."

"I don't mind",Lester started. He looked toward Bobby and Tank. They shrugged and shook their head that they didn't mind. But, I was still unsure.

"You sure you don't mind? I'll go outside if it bothers you."

"Don't worry, Peaches, it's ok, go ahead." Lester assured me. I smiled, placed my left hand on his right knee and felt him tense up slighty at my touch. Nice to know that I have the same effect on him as he does on me.

I took a cigarette from my purse and lit up. We stared talking. I told Tank and Bobby about how I ended up in Trenton. They loved the story and supported my choice to move on with my life, telling me it was the best thing to do. Suddenly, we heard someone call my name, which was weird seeing how few people I have been in contact with since I have been here. Lester and I turned around and saw Carl Costanza walking over.

"Hey Carl, how ya doin'?" I smiled at him as he approached the table.

"I'm good, just got off work." He paused for a moment, looking at my dinner comapanions. "Don't let these guys give you a hard time, now."

"Oh, Carl, they are great. Lester here is helping me with my new job."

"You got a job already?", he asked suprisingly.

"Yup, working for Vincent Plum doing skip tracin'."

I swear Carl's jaw hit the floor. I honestly only thought that happened in cartoons.

"You can't be serious?" He pleaded.

"Sure am. It's rather excitin'. Well it will be when I getta chance to go out there and drag some lowlife into the pokey." I laughed and the guys smiled. Carl seemed dumbfounded. I quickly remember that Connie said that Carl and Stephanie were good friends. "I met Stephanie this morning, too. She seems like such a nice person."

"That she is, she is something special thats for sure." Carl chuckled. He straighten his posture slightly, "Well, Miss Baker, you have a good night. It was nice to see you again. I am sure we will run into each other on the job." Carl tipped his head and lifted his beer.

"Thanks, Carl." I smiled at him and gave a little wave.

I watched as Carl took a seat at the bar, next to a darked haired guy in a red t-shirt and faded blue jeans. When Carl sat next to him and said something , I say him look my way as he took a sip of his Miller Lite. I smiled. He was cute in a off the wall Ben Affleck sort of way. I sensed he was probally a cop as well.

When our pizzas came, I stared at the "Firestarter Pizza" Tank had ordered. The smell alone had my eyes watering. It was covered in jalapeños, pepperoni, sausage and crushed red pepper. "How in the world can you eat that? I'd be screamin'."

Tank chuckled, and spoke to the waitress, "Can I get some Habenero Sauce?"

Bobby rolled his eyes, "He's just kidding. His ass would be crying bloody murder in the morning."

I laughed as I helped myself to a piece of mine and Lester's pizza, "So, Bobby whats the deal with you and Tank's ass?" Lester spewed his beer all over his pizza.

"Ha, Ha very funny, Peaches." Bobby sneered as he took a piece of the "Firestarter".

"Seriuosly, though, thats the second comment in 30 minutes about Tank's ass. I think we go someone who is in the closet here. You are too pretty to be straight, Mr. Bobby." I took a bite of my pizza. He gave me a death glare and Lester was rolling with laughter.

"You are feeling a little brave, Miss Molly. Bobby is all about the ladies." Tank interjected.

I felt bad, now. Must be the beer getting to me. I haven't drank in a long time.

"Sorry, Bobby." I smiled sheepishly at him.

"It's alright, Peaches. You are forgiven." He took a swig of his beer, "Just don't let it happen again."

I mock saluted him, "Sir, Yes, Sir." We all laughed. Then suddenly everything went quiet. "What's going on?" I asked as I turned around in the booth. I saw Stephanie and a man that would really give Lester a run for his money in the looks department. He was the same height and build as Lester. His skin was a little darker and he had long black hair that was tied back in a ponytail on his neck. He had the same badass black outfit on and emitted a very strong masculine vibe. If my hormones weren't humming at a such a high pitch right now, I would probally run away screaming.

Stephanie and the man walked over to our table. He grabbed a chair from a nearby, unoccupied table and sat it at the end of our table. He pulled Stephanie into his lap. I noticed the darked haired cop in the red shirt down a double shot of a dark liquid. Stephanie kissed her sexy seat cushion and the dark haired cop went nuts. Carl and two other cops grabbed him and took him outside. He was kicking and screaming, "You're throwing away your life, Cupcake! You don't know what you're getting yourself into with him!" Stephanie rolled her eyes and looked at me.

"Hey, uh, Molly right? Did you get some news on Stovik?" she asked.

"No, I got a job working for your cousin. I'm going to be working with you doing the skip tracin'." I told her as I tipped up my bottle of beer getting the last drop.

"Wow! That's great!" She smiled.

"Yeah, Lester is helping me out, he is great." I turned and smiled at Lester.

"Oh, how sweet. That's how I met Ranger. He helped me out when I first started." She smiled and kissed Ranger. "By the way, Molly, this is Ranger Manoso, my fiancé."

Ranger extended his hand, "Molly". I accepted his hand shook it. He had a firm shake it almost crushed my hand.

Stephanie proceeded to tell Ranger about me renting Stovivk house and how we met this morning. Ranger's face took on a serious look.

"Molly, may I make a suggestion?" I nodded. "Get out! The word on the street is that he has some really bad people looking for him." Oh shit! The seriousness of Ranger's tone scared me. What was I going to do?

I waved down a waitress, "Can I get another beer please?" The waitress nodded. I lit up another cigarette. "I don't have anywhere to go, I just decided yesterday to move here and now this!" I turned to Lester, "What am I gonna do?"

He held my hand and squeezed, "Don't worry , Peaches, we'll think of something."

The waitress brought me my second beer and I took a hard swig. My hands were shaking. Lester spoke up. "You want to come stay with me?"

I turned and looked at him wide eyed. Can he be serious? I suddenly had tears filling my eyes and one slipped out as I nodded 'yes' to Lester. He made me feel safe. I want to feel safe right now. I am in a strange place surrounded by strangers and Lester is the only one who I feel safe with right now. What have I gotten myself into?

I finished my second beer and had a third cigarette. Lester and I left to gather my things before we went to the Rangeman building. Ranger had agreed to bend the rules for me. Normally he would do an indepth background check on anyone who was staying in the building. He told me, with a smile, that we would take car of it tomorrow.

We had my laptop, my radio and CD's loaded in Lester's SUV. We were heading up stairs to start packing my clothes when we heard glass shatter. We went back down stairs to see flames erupting on the couch.

"Get out Molly, come on! NOW!" Lester grabbed my arm and we got out and into his truck and drove down a block and stopped. He called 911 and then we walked back down to the house and stood across the street. I watched as what little I owned was going up in flames. My purse, laptop, Cd's and radio were all I had left, along with the clothes on my back.

The fire trucks and several cops arrived on the scene. Tank, Ranger and Stephanie weren't far behind. Tank laughed and put an arm around Stephanie's neck. "Looks like you got some competition, Bomber."

Stephanie slapped his chest, "Geez, Tank! It's not her fault. Someone was trying to get to Stovik obviuosly. She had no idea what was going on until this morning. Give her a break!" I noticed Ranger laughing silently and so did Stephanie, "Whats so funny , Batman?" She said with her hands on her hips. He smiled at her. His smile was just as brilliant as the other guys, if not more.

Lester held on to me, comforting me. My back was to his front, his right arm around my neck, my right check rested on his arm. Lester's left hand rested on my stomach while I held on to him with every once of stregnth I had. I cried and cried some more until I ran out of tears. Lester whispered in my ear, "Don't worry, Peaches. It will be ok. I'll take car of you." Those words made me feel a little better. Even though I just met Lester, he was sent to me, to help me. He is my guardian angel.