Jason stood up from the wicker bench as Officer Northman speed down the street. More than a little pissed he fisted his hands and punched the 4 by 4 post holding up the old overhang. Thinking hard and fast as his brain would allow; a bright idea popped into his head. Ever since his cousin Hadley had come out of the closet the neighborhood had shunned her. He on the other hand had thought it was hot his cousin was a lesbian and gave him a better social status with guys at work. Hadley told him every detail of the female anatomy; where to touch, suck, lick and pinch. This was invaluable information to the young man as he was quite clumsy walking the halls of his high school, his performance on the football field was attributed to his inability to walk a straight line; which helped him zig zag down the field away from everyone willing to trip him up.
Jason ran to his bedroom as the brilliant idea flourished into his head. Grabbing his jeans from the previous day, littering the floor with all of his other laundry, he found what he was looking for. The cell phone small and sleek had a chrome cover with his initials engraved on the case. It was his life line to the outside world, scrolling through the phone book quickly he shut his bedroom door so Gran wouldn't overheard his impending conversation.
"Hey Jason, what the fuck? I was in the middle of someone." Hadley's sharp East coast accent bit through the phone.
"Hopefully it was Sophie-Anne." Jason's accent was there but less pronounced and it didn't hurt Hadley's ear as he spoke.
"Yeah, it was. I haven't stepped out. What is so darm important you called at the butt crack of dawn on a Saturday morning?" Her voice raised an octave as she asked her next question. "Gran's okay; isn't she?"
"Gran's doing fine but on the hairy edge of a heart attack. Listen, some Officer Northman just showed up and hauled Sook off claiming she was at a rave last night. Her PO told her she could go to the rave. You and me both know Sophie-Anne is actually overseeing Sook's parole time. So what the fuck, was she set up?" Jason was calming down but eyeing the pack of cigarettes siting on his night stand. He had quit three weeks ago but now wishing he hadn't.
The phone became muffled as Hadley put her hand over the phone to question her longtime girlfriend about the fate of her cousin.
"Hey, remember when you told Lafayette Reynolds he could allow Sookie to go dancing, did you stipulate where she could or could not go?" Hadley wiped the juices of her lover off of her mouth and scooted out from in between her legs, letting Sophie-Anne know it was going to be one of those types of talks.
"I told Lafayette she could go dancing but no I didn't say where she had to go. Why what trouble did the girl get into this time?" Sophie-Anne plumped the fat feather pillow behind her head.
"Some Officer showed up this morning after a rave bust."
"Crap, if she was at the rave last night she should have been processed with everyone else this morning. I wonder why she wasn't snagged last night." Leaping gracefully her breasts bounced minimally and had very little sag. She hadn't aged gracefully at all; she fought tooth and nail to keep her twenty something body. At times she lost the battle and would end up under the knife of a good plastic surgeon. Hadley watched her ass sway slightly but was smart enough not to comment on how her ass was beginning to droop a little. It would mean hours in the gym for both of them, something Hadley didn't always have time for. Sophie-Anne walked to the kitchen to grab her own cell phone to find out what was going on with her Officer's. "Do you know which Officer took her into custody?"
"Yeah, Officer Northman." Hadley cringed, she had heard enough about Northman and it made her wonder at time if Sophie-Anne was interested in the man in a sexual way. When Soph started to rave about him, they ended up falling into bed having hot and fast sex.
"That son of a bitch. He was there just to make sure his partner didn't fuck up or die in the rave. God Damnit." She sat down on the edge of her bed with her back to Hadley. "Tell Jason, I will take care of this. And say 'hi' to your Gran for me."
Hadley relayed the message to Jason and told him she would be over to the shop later in the afternoon to do some final paper work on a piece she just finished.
When Sophie-Anne finally found Eric's cell phone number she was calm and centered something far more dangerous than her spontaneous temper. The phone rang twice before Eric picked it up.
"Hello, Chief." Eric's voice didn't have the East coast accent she was so accustomed to.
"Good Morning Officer Northman. I hear you have Susannah Stackhouse in your custody." Sophie-Anne was studying her nails thinking she would need to get a manicure before work Monday morning.
There was a long pause where she could almost hear the cogs working in his oversized skull. "Yes, she attended an illegal rave last night. I am bringing her in for questioning and a drug test. She seemed to have irrational behavior this morning when I spoke with her family."
"So she left the rave and you followed her to her house." The silky question made Eric's hair on the back of his neck stand up.
"I took her license plate number down as she drove off. I witnessed her at the rave and she didn't seem to have been using drugs but when I checked on her this morning she seemed altered." Eric was racking his brain trying to understand what Sophie-Anne's angle on this suspect's life.
"Do you often let suspects go so you can follow up with them later?" Her voice had a little more bit in it.
"No, typically I take the person of interest into custody right away. As I said she didn't seem to have been altered at the time of the rave. Yet" Eric wasn't able to finish before she lost her temper.
"Eric, you will deliver the girl to the care of Lafayette Reynolds by her appointment time in ten minutes otherwise consider yourself on suspension. Do I make myself clear Officer?" She paused briefly before continuing. "Did you Mirandize her?"
"I will take her to her appointment Chief, no I didn't Mirandize her. I wasn't taking her in for questioning; I just wanted her to get a drug test." Eric glanced into the rear view mirror towards the young woman in his custody. Wondering what her connection to the Chief was, and how badly he had just stepped in a big ole pile of steaming shit.
"Well it is a good thing for you that you didn't royally fuck up. I expect a full report about the events that led up to this misadventure by, oh let's say noon today." She snarled into the phone. Then hung up; as Hadley predicted, Sophie-Anne wanted hard and fast sex, leaving little doubt in Hadley's mind the desire Sophie-Anne felt for the Officer.
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