"Mac, Sid got some DNA trace off the body. Guess who it matches to?" Stella said, handing the folder off to the marine.
"The DNA is similar to the girl Danny and Flack interrogated this morning. Half of the DNA is a perfect match," Mac responded, thumbing through the pages.
"And Sid identified the body as a male, mid to late thirties," the female detective replied, raising an eyebrow.
"So the body is the father of the girl Danny arrested this morning. And her mother is dead. Which means we can declare her ward of the state," The detective finished, eyes glinting.
Stella smiled and walked towards the elevators. "I'll get a judge to sign off on a subpoena!" She yelled as the doors shut.
Lindsey sifted through all evidence Danny had collected at the warehouse. Suddenly, she heard a phone ring. She searched through the bags and found a phone, a text message signal flashing through the bag. She tapped on the phone from the outside of the bag.
BATTLE TONIGHT. CAVE AT TEN. BRING YOUR GAME.
Lindsey re-read the message and then ran out the lab's doors into the hallway. "Danny! Get in here!"
"Where's the fire Montana?" the rugged detective questioned.
"Danny, check this out. We may have a possible location on the girl you brought in yesterday. Do you know what the Cave is?" She said, typing said name into the computer.
"Nah I don't Montana. You lookin' it up?" he inquired, leaning over her shoulder.
"Yes, but I'm not exactly sure what I'm looking for. The text said battle, so am I looking for a fight club?" She turned to him, wheels turning in her head.
"Or maybe it's a dance club," Adam said, coming through the lab doors.
"A dance club Ross? Why would the kids be fightin' at a dance club?" Detective Messer said, confused.
"It's a new thing. Dancers compete in a group, called a crew. They pick someplace neutral, like a run down area or a club maybe. They 'battle' or have a dance off to see which crew is the best crew. The winnings can be just crew pride and sometimes even money. Think a national hip-hop competition, but underground," the lab tech replied.
"Bingo! Got it! The Cave is a dance club, thank you Adam. It's in Brooklyn. 210 Rausner," Lindsey exclaimed.
"I'll let Mac know. Thanks Montana!" Danny said, rushing out of the lab.
"Good work Adam," Lindsey stated, patting the tech on the back.
Dante parked the car a few block from the Cave and the pair started walking. Dante gazed his eyes over Cade's outfit. Black and red Nikes with black sweatpants rolled up to the knee, a black zip-up hoodie and a fire-engine red sports bra. All topped off with a black beat brim hat. Her hair was pulled into a messy bun. The hat shadowed her face, hiding her eyes and most of her expression.
"You sure you should be wearin' that?" He asked.
"Yeah. Why? You afraid of a lil competition?" She smirked.
Dante moved to keep his jealousy in check. "Nah, I just think you gon' be a lil cold."
"Ill be a'ight. We'll be in the club most of the night," she smirked again. Dante's jaw clenched as a group of guys passed on the other side of the street. They knew who Cadenza was. Hell, everyone on the right side of the Hudson knew who she was. She couldn't be touched. Couldn't be messed with. And she didn't like a lot of people. But that didn't mean guys didn't look or try to get a piece.
He felt a small had slip into his and he looked at her, surprised. She didn't like displays of affection. One, it could get her killed and two; she was just uncomfortable with it. Too personal for her. She squeezed his hand once before pulling away. They walked a little farther and he cut back down an alley. He knocked on the door and eyes peered out of a porthole that opened. The eyes checked the pair over and opened the door. The pair strode in and sat down at the table a couple of yards from the door.
A guy sat at the table, calmly waiting. His eyes hinted at fear, but he remained indifferent to the couple.
"2 kilos, ten grand. Our final offer. You back out from this; you'll never make another deal in this city again," she said coldly, motioning to the five men who stood guard around the table.
The man placed a blue gym bag on the table and a guard immediately snatched it up and counted out the dough. He gave an affirmative nod to Cade, who in turn placed an identical blue gym bag on the table. The man grabbed the bag and was quickly ushered out the door. The guard walked outside with the money and drove off back to the island, where her uncle would be waiting.
Cade sighed. 3 more appointments. The clock read 7:30. It was going to be a long night.
"Danny, grab Lindsey and Flack. Have Flack call a team together. Meet here in an hour. We're going to infiltrate the Cave and find that girl. We have subpoena for her custody and this could break us into the Tanglewood gang," Mac said authoritatively.
"You got it boss," the young detective replied and hurried off to the elevators.
Dante looked up at the clock. 8:30 it read, and they had just finished their last deal.
"D, go on up ahead. I gotta talk to one of the guys," Cade whispered.
Dante looked Cadenza, unsure about leaving her. She smiled and ushered him to go.
Dante frowned, but walked through the door to the club. The door to the alley opened, and a figure came in.
"He's getting a little too close to you, don't you think cuz?" the figure said smoothly.
"He's just doin his job, Jason. You know, the one you hired him to do," she responded coldly.
"No need to get touchy Cadenza. That time of the month is it? We'll have to fix that. Remember, do as I say or this little dance club you have goes away. Permanently."
The girl tensed and narrowed her eyes at the man in front of her. At 6'1, Jason was lean muscle. His jet black hair, dark brown eyes, and thin face had caught the many attentions of girls around the neighborhood. Unfortunately, Jason had his eyes on the prize and Cadenza was the only tool he needed to win.
"Now, do those detectives know your connection to us? Don't lie. Or you can kiss your little friends good-bye."
"They know. DNA doesn't lie. Unfortunately I can't say the same for you," she said coolly.
A hand slapped her across the face and knocked her clear out of the chair. She tasted the blood in her cheek, but stood up.
"Sareste saggio da guardarti bambina. Faccio funzionare questo posto. E potete essere tagliato rapidamente come Angelo era. (You would be wise to watch yourself little girl. I run this place. And you can be cut out as quick as Angelo was.)"
Cadenza's face twisted into a snarl, but she remained in her spot. "Play nice little cousin. Or else," he smirked at her. He walked towards the door and grabbed ahold of Cadenza's arm. She tensed as he placed a kiss on her cheek, but said nothing.
"Remember our meeting Cadenza. You don't deliver this time-your father dies." Jason said, chuckling as three men walked with him out the door.
She turned to three bouncers/body guards left. "Tell D to go."
One bouncer nodded. Cade stepped out the club door and moved to the middle of the floor. She saw D move on stage and the bass began to bounce.
Yeah...
Uh huh
So seductive
I take you to the candy shop
I'll let you lick the lollypop
Go 'head girl, don't you stop
Keep going 'til you hit the spot woah
I'll take you to the candy shop
Boy one taste of what i got
I'll have you spending all you got
Keep going 'til you hit the spot woah
Danny and the other officers pulled up two bocks away from the club. "Danny, Rodriguez, Carson, and Jackson, with me. The rest get the back entrance," Flack ordered checking his weapon.
You can have it your way, how do you want it
You gon' back that thing up or should I push up on it
Temperature rising, okay lets go to the next level
Dance floor jam packed, hot as a teakettle
I'll break it down for you now, baby it's simple
If you be a nympho, I'll be a nympho
In the hotel or in the back of the rental
On the beach or in the park, it's whatever you into
Got the magic stick, I'm the love doctor
Have your friends teasin you 'bout how sprung I gotcha
Wanna show me how you work it baby, no problem
Get on top then get to bouncing round like a low rider
I'm a seasons vet when it come to this shit
After you work up a sweat you can play with the stick
I'm tryin to explain baby the best way I can
I melt in your mouth girl, not in your hands
Danny, Flack, and the three other officers approached the bouncer at the front door. Lindsey moved slowly in to the alleyway next to the club.
I take you to the candy shop
I'll let you lick the lollypop
Go 'head girl, don't you stop
Keep going 'til you hit the spot woah
I'll take you to the candy shop
Boy one taste of what I got
I'll have you spending all you got
Keep going 'til you hit the spot woah
Girl what we do
And where we do
The things we do
Are just between me and you oh yeah
Give it to me baby, nice and slow
Climb on top, ride like you in the rodeo
You ain't never heard a sound like this before
Cause I ain't never put it down like this
Soon as I come through the door she get to pullin on my zipper
It's like it's a race who can get undressed quicker
Isn't it ironic how erotic it is to watch em in thongs
Had me thinking 'bout that ass after I'm gone
I touch the right spot at the right time
Lights on or lights off, she like it from behind
So seductive, you should see the way she wind
Her hips in slow-mo on the floor when we grind
As Long as she ain't stoppin, homie I aint stoppin
Drippin wet with sweat man its on and popping
All my champagne campaign, bottle after bottle its on
And we gon' sip til every bubble in the bottle is gon
Lindsey screams were muffled as something grabbed her from behind and placed a sharp object to her throat. "Well, look what I've got here."
I take you to the candy shop
I'll let you lick the lollypop
Go 'head girl, don't you stop
Keep going 'til you hit the spot woah
I'll take you to the candy shop
Boy one taste of what I got
I'll have you spending all you got
Keep going 'til you hit the spot woah