Baker's Dozen Story #6

A Detective's Fate (Mystery Fic-AU)

Faded billows of smoke wafted throughout the small office. An abandoned cigarette rested against a full ashtray. The dim light of the lamp barely illuminated the detective's face, shadows hiding the bags beneath his eyes and the wrinkles across his forehead.

Rick steadily gazed at the woman before him. Her fur lined coat hugged her figure, her elegant hat obscuring her face and eyes. She slowly removed her silk gloves revealing the unspoken reason she was visiting him at this late of an hour.

"I shouldn't be here," her smooth voice stated, sending a jolt of desire to the pit of his stomach.

"I know," he rasped as he curiously gazed at the young, black woman elegantly perched on the edge of her seat.

"Your name's been mentioned as somebody we can trust, that you're willing to help?"

His eyes flitted down at the compliment of which he was unworthy. He did not deserve praise for showing a basic amount of human decency. "You can trust that money stays green in my pocket regardless of whose hands it's passed."

Satisfied with his response, she uttered the words that would change his life forever, "Good. I'm Michonne Anthony and I need you to find who murdered my husband."