Chapter 1 The Set up

Trish;

Trish Stratus cracked her neck, trying to get rid of the nasty kink she had developed. Annoyed she looked at her watch, typical Randy Orton behaviour, asks her to this crappy cafe for a coffee and he was late. The hot coffee she had ordered tasted like dirt, maybe that was just her annoyance at her so called friend. Trish took a breath and looked around the cafe, booths that had cracked and peeling vinyl, scratches on the table. Clearly someone had stopped caring about this diner a long time ago, but despite it's shabby appearance, the customers seemed to enjoy the food so at least that was a plus. Trish pushed blonde strands from her face, trying to force herself to stop thinking like a cop, after a decade in the FBI she knew the habits were hard to break. Not many people suspected that she was a detective, with her small frame, bleached blonde hair and doe-ful brown eyes, she seemed more suited to be a model, or a stripper at least thats what the last guy she busted thought.

Just when she thought about leaving, Randy strolled in looking how he usually did, full of cocky swagger, eyeing up all the women in the diner including herself. He slid his six-one frame into the booth opposite her, laying his tattooed arms on the table like he had been there a while and they were ready to make a deal. She wanted to punch that smirk right off his face, along with his stupid looking porno moustache.

"Just the lady I'm looking for"

"Just get to the point Detective, what do you want?" All ready she was regretting this and he hadn't even started on his pitch.

"I have an assignment for you Trish"

"And I'm out, the last time you asked me to go undercover I had to be some random dickhead's girlfriend, do you know how hard that was for a lesbian?"

Randy chuckled which made Trish wanted to slap him even harder but she held her temper. Last thing she needed was a vindictive Randy Orton on her case, to be fair Trish did ask to be treated like an equal member of the team, hard assignments were apart of that treatment.

"If it helps this assignment involves a beautiful young lady" Randy dug in his pockets and produced a picture of a pretty blonde with sparkling blue eyes and an enchanting young lady.

"Ok I give that to you, she is very pretty"

"Oh no this isn't the target, this is the start of the story. This pretty young lady is Jamie Michales, almost eight years ago she was brutally attacked by her sister and her boyfriend, they smashed her head against the fridge and left her to die in a puddle of her own blood." Randy pulled another photo from his pocket, this one was of three girls posing for what looked like a rare photograph. "This is Storm" Randy pointed to the girl with snowy white hair and the eyes to match, he pointed out the identical twins, mirror images of eachother right down to the tattoos pouring from their necks and down over their arms, "And that is Raven and Iziah, identical twins as you may of guessed."

"So which one of them hurt Jamie?"

"None of them"

Trish let out a sigh, she was all ready sick of Randy's mind games. "I'm getting bored Randy, get to your point all ready"

"Ok. Jamie was attacked by her sister Brittney and her sleazy boyfriend, her sisters and cousin stepped in and volunteered to be the guinea pigs to keep her alive. Six months after the attack and Jamie was doing alot better, Brittney and her boyfriend were discovered dead. She had her throat slit ear to ear, she also had so many bruises that her skin turned from white to purple. Her boyfriend didn't fare much better. He was cut into so many peices that we weren't even sure we got all of them."

Trish shrugged, sure it was creepy and scary but looking at the photo of Jamie all Trish could think was they got what was coming to them.

"So which one of them do you think did it Randy?"

"I think all three of them did it, Iziah is known for being nasty and cruel, Raven is known for being smart and evasive, and Storm? Well she is known for her extreme loyalty, she'll do anything Raven asks including murder"

"And Jamie? What happened to her?"

"Oh she pulled through, tough as her sisters that girl, but her brain has never been the same. She's twenty one but has the mentality of someone between seven and thirteen. She likes bright colours and loud noises. Her short term memory is like a seive with giant holes, at times she has been known to forget to put pants on. She's a sweet girl"

"I'm sure she is which is why I don't have any intentions of finding the killers"

Randy's blue eyes turned icy and dark. "We don't get to pick the victim, murder is murder no matter how disgusting they were. I don't like it either Trish but they have walked free for eight years, someone needs to be held accountable"

"Is this coming from the big boss?"

"Yup, he thinks its about time someone is held accountable for the death of Brittney Michales and Ryan Davids"

"So what do you want me to do?"

"Go in as their flat mate and get close enough to get evidence or a confession"

Trish snorted in disbelief, "Sounds so easy Randy. Why don't you do it, from what I hear you're very good at getting young ladies to trust you and spill all their secrets"

"Wouldn't work. Iziah's a lesbian, Raven's bisexual but prefers women and Storm, well she only has eyes for one guy and no amount of my charm is gonna change that"

"How do you know all this?"

"I used to be friends with their Father, you learn things if people think there's nothing between your ears"

"So how do I get in? If they are as smart as you think they won't just let any strange woman in"

"According to our intel, Storm is looking for a new flatmate, apparently Raven is always out working along with Iziah, and since Jamie is busy studying, I guess Storm is looking for a new friend"

"So you think Storm is the weak link?"

"Oh no, the weak link is Jamie, she'll tell you anything you wanna know, but once you gain Jamie's trust and show how lovely you are to her, the others will let their guard down and with your acting it's only a matter of time before you find the evidence to put all three of them away"

"So you want me to answer their ad and play housemate?"

"That's the gist of it, your meeting with Storm is tomorrow at three-pm" Randy reached into his jacket and pulled out a folder, "This is everything you need to know about the girls, read it and get prepared. Sadly this may take longer than you think"

Trish let out a deep sigh "I knew you were gonna say that"