Sorry for the wait. By the way I reread my story and found a mistake. When Steph learned the layout of Rangeman I meant to make it that the second floor is the interagation rooms and the third floor has the gun range AND gym. Thanks

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Stephanie's POV

One week later

This past week had been amazing! I had easily fallen into a routine here at Rangeman. I would wake up every day at six and go work out in the gym for an hour. I would have never believed it, but I was actually enjoying working out. By seven I would go into the locker room to shower and get ready for the day. The guys decided that when I was occupying the locker room, I was to put my ponytail on the doorknob of the locker room door so that they would not enter. When eight rolled around I'd be at my desk, running searches.

Manny had taught me a little about searching for people, but I seemed to have a knack for it. It also helped that a lot of the skips had relatives in the Berg, so I was able to get the scoop on them easier. During my lunch break I would normally eat with Lester, Bobby and Tank, unless one of them was out on a call. They loved to tell me stories about the amazing things that my dad had done.

By five, I was turning off my search engines and I head down to four to watch some tapes that Tank had given me of previous distractions. Most of the tapes looked like they came from the surveillance cameras of the bar or club that they were at. The woman who had done the distractions name was Jeanne Ellen and she was good, really good. She was able to get most of her targets out, without a scene. For my amusement, Tank had slipped in a few tapes of gay skips, in which Lester had to distract.

The more I watched the tapes, the more excited I got to actually do a distraction. My first distraction was scheduled for later tonight. Our guy, Tony Denardo, would be showing up at ten o'clock at the Tiki Tavern. I would go in, get my man and get out. Bobby was going to be the bartender, Lester would be a patron and Tank, Cal and Manny would all be waiting outside to make the apprehension. If this went successfully, I'd be earning $5,250. This FTA was worth $35,000 for charges of first degree rape and attempted man slaughter.

I wasn't too worried about this guy; I knew that the guys would keep me safe. I glanced at the clock, "Crap". It was already seven and we had to leave by nine. I quickly jumped into the shower and beautified myself. I shaved to within an inch of my life and used my special shine conditioner. Once I was out I quickly dried off and put on my matching sheer black strapless bra and panty set. I put Mr. Alexander's magic cream in my hair and towel dried it.

I pinned my hair half up with a few curly strands hanging down. For once my hair actually cooperated. I started on my makeup and decided to go with a natural look. Despite the name of this tavern, it was actually a fairly classy place. I put on three extra coats of mascara for extra luck. After dabbing my perfume, pink, behind my ears, on my neck and wrists, I set about getting dressed. I had gone shopping yesterday with a Rangeman credit card for my distraction outfit. Since Tank told me that this was a nicer place, I bought an off the shoulder black cocktail dress that came about four inches above my knees. I carefully stepped into my dress and shimmied it up my body. I slipped on blood red FMPs and grabbed my red handbag. Back in the bathroom, I applied crimson lipstick.

I looked at the clock, 8:50. I quickly put my lipstick, cover up, cell phone and $20 into my handbag and did a double check of everything. I was to meet the guys in the garage at nine so I hastily put a carrot in rex's cage, whispered, "Wish mommy luck," and ran to my door. I opened my door to a surprise; Tank, Lester, Bobby, Cal and Manny were all standing in the hall. When they heard me exit, they all turned my way and their mouths dropped open, in unison. It was actually quite comical.

I tried to raise an eyebrow, "Gentlemen?"

"Beautiful, you are gorgeous!" Lester came forward and squished me in a hug, lifting me in the air and giving me a little twirl.

"Thank you." He set me down next to Tank.

"You ready for this Stephanie?" Tank asked looking serious, "This Denardo guy is rough. He's wanted for first degree rape and attempted man slaughter." He gave me a calculating look. The past three days, Tank had spent hours teaching me hand to hand combat and different ways to break out of a common hold.

"I'm ready. Let's go get this sicko." Lester burst out laughing.

"Beautiful, do you realize how ruined our reputation would be if we were to describe a skip as a sicko?" He smiled, letting me know that he found me amusing.

"Let's head out." Tank barked, slapping Lester on the back of the head, on the way to the elevator.

Once in the garage we all loaded into an SUV and headed toward the tavern. We arrived a little after 9:45 and took note that our skips car was in the lot. Tank gave his men a look and they lumbered out to get into position. Tank turned to me and gave me a mic and transmitter. Normally, under circumstances like this I'd be blushing, but I knew that there were no romantic feelings between Tank and I and most likely there never would be. Tank averted his eyes and I quickly slipped them under my shirt and taped them beneath my left breast.

"Be careful"

"Thanks Tank. Don't worry, we'll get our guy. And I know you've got my back." I hoped out of the SUV and sauntered over to the Tavern.

I opened the door and stepped in, letting my eyes adjust to the lighting. I did a quick, nonchalant scan of my surroundings and saw Lester playing pool and Bobby serving drinks. My skip was sitting at the bar, nursing a corona. I walked over, swaying my hips slightly and sat two seats away from him. Bobby came over and asked what I wanted.

"I'll have what he's having." I said, indicating to Tony, who at that moment was staring at me. Bobby nodded and went to get my drink. He had been given an order that whatever I ordered was to be watered down. I smiled and nodded to my skip, accepting his gesture to sit on the seat next to him.

"So what is a beautiful lady such as yourself, doing here, on a Friday night, all alone?" He gave me a sickeningly sweet smile that made my skin cover in goose bumps.

"I just got fired today and I just want to forget everything that happened." I accepted my drink from Bobby and took a sip, coughing around the taste of beer and water mixed together, making my skip believe that I couldn't hold my alcohol. Which I couldn't, but that's a moot point. Denardo's smile got wider as I finished my drink. He gave Bobby a nod and another Corona was handed to me. I smiled my thanks to Denardo and nursed it.

"You know, your day may have been ruined, but I bet I can improve your night." I smiled as sweetly as I could, grimacing on the inside, "Could you now?" His smile was almost sinister. He held out his hand.

"Then let's go, shall we?" I stood up and grabbed him, pretending to be tipsy. I saw out of the corner of my eye, Lester exiting the tavern, getting ready for the capture. The skip grabbed my arm and dragged me towards the door. What I had not planned on was that the second we stepped outside, Denardo swung me around so that I was facing him and he slammed his lips against mine, holding my head still with one of his hands, while his other grabbed my butt, squeezing painfully. I quickly stomped my three inch heel on his foot and brought my knee up to his happy place. Denardo bent over, falling to the ground in pain. I looked up to see the guys stunned faces. I just shrugged and marched over to the SUV. Lester jogged up next to me as I heard Tank cuff and state to Denardo that he missed his court date.

"You ok beautiful?"

"Yeah, though if he gets near me again, I will do more damage than I did tonight." I could swear that I saw Lester cringe and mutter, "Remind me never to piss you off." Lester opened the passenger door and helped me in, while Tank 'helped' Denardo into another waiting SUV. After talking with the men for a minute, Tank came to our SUV and hoped in, turning to me. I held up my hand before he could say anything.

"I'm fine, I promise. I'm pretty sure I hurt him more than he did me." Tank smirked at me.

"I do believe you did Steph." He started the engine and we headed back to Haywood. Once back in my room, I took a shower to erase any thoughts of that slimeball. I quickly dried off and fell face first onto my bed, planning not to wake up for a couple of years.

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Well there it is, I hope you like it. Next chapter Steph and Ranger meet…and Steph is naked  Also is mic spelled like mike or mic?? Cause I'll use that word throughout this story. Please review!!!