Makoto fell into the chair and laid her head on her desk. (Who knew questioning was this exhausting?) Rivera came and sat on the edge of her desk and poked her on the head.

"Tired?"

"Definitely. You?"

"Sort of. Me and some of the guys were going down to Jasper's. Want to come?" Andrew asked.

Makoto yawned.

"Sure. I need a drink. You buying?"

He laughed.

"Hey. Hey. I'm not that delirious."

"Okay, but let me go speak to Helix real quick."

She got up and walked into his office. He hung up the phone as she sat down.

"Me and Rivera are going to Jasper's. He's buying."

Darien got up.

"Well hell yeah I'm there. Let's go."

Makoto grabbed her coat and followed Darien and Andrew out the station.

Jasper's Bar and Grille...

Everyone around the bar laughed out loud. Makoto was doing an impression of Andrew. He rolled his eyes and ordered another beer.

"So Makoto, seeing anyone?" a cop named Jason Besin asked.

Aren't you married?"

He laughed at little.

"So?"

Makoto raised an eyebrow.

"Well I'm not interested. Your wife told me you're not good in bed. I guess size does matter."

Darien choked on his beer and started to snort. The other cops started to laugh. Andrew snickered and fell off the bar stool.

"Damn Jason, you got burned," one cop laughed.

Jason grumbled and drank the rest of his drink. Jasper came over to Makoto and put down a drink down.

Makoto frowned and looked up at Jasper.

"I didn't order a drink Jas."

He shrugged.

"Yeah, but that man over there did. He wants to talk to you."

She looked over to where he was pointing. Nephrite was sitting in a booth nodding toward her. Makoto scoffed and got up. She stood in front of him.

"So now you're stooping to stalking?"

"Just a friendly gesture Detective Brooks or can I call you Makoto?" he asked.

"It's Detective Brooks to you Mr. Silverton," she whispered firmly.

"Fine, but at least sit down and have a talk with me," he offered.

"Only if it will get you to leave me alone."

Makoto sat down opposite to him. She was playing hard to get and he knew it. Nephrite always got what he wanted and he wanted her. She was untamed; a creature who needed to be broken in and that was what he wanted from her. He sipped his drink quietly and stared at her.

"I assume your off duty now?"

"Yes I am. Why?"

"Just wondering. I would like to, if possible take you out sometime," he explained.

"As a rule of mine, I don't fraternize with possible suspects."

"Fine. You can bring your partner with you. I'm planning an official opening of my gallery in Las Vegas in a few weeks.

He handed her a small envelope. Makoto got up from her seat.

"Maybe. I'll let you know when I'm free."

Nephrite smiled.

"It's better than a flat out no. Nice seeing you. I hope to see you there."

He paid for the drink and walked out the bar. Makoto sat at the bar deep in thought. The other detectives bid her farewell, but she took no notice. Her mind began to wonder of things that she kept locked away in her subconscious.

-Flashback-

The two girls walked into the alley way and knocked on the door. A man opened the slit on top.

"Who's there?"

"Rhonda and Koto," Rhonda whispered.

He opened the door and let them in. Rhonda stepped in with Makoto right behind her. Rhonda's black hair was in tight curls. She wore a dark blue tube top and short black mini skirt. Her makeup was a silvery blue with a touch of green and to finish her look she wore large silver hoop earrings, a silver pendant necklace, and black stilettos. Makoto's hair was out of the usual high ponytail. It hung loosely down past her shoulder blades. She wore a white halter top and short blue mini skirt with white knee high boots. Her makeup was silver and her jewelry was silver also. The guy looked them over. Makoto looked around the place. Minimal furniture was scattered throughout the room. It was dimly lit with a strong stench of cigarettes filled the air. She stared at the man as he closed the door. He was bald and tanned. His body couldn't decide if it wanted to be fat or muscular.

"Tell him we're here," Rhonda purred softly.

He ran up some stairs and came back only minutes later with another man. The other was tall and rugged looking. His hair was slicked back and he wore a muscle shirt with black pants. He was smoking a cigar.

"So... you two couldn't stay away. Wanted more huh?"

Both girls were silent and he continued to talk.

"It's been awhile Koto. You look sexy."

Makoto looked down at the floor. Rhonda pinched her arm and gave her a look.

"Thanks Mel," she mumbled.

He grinned maliciously.

"Come here so I can get a better look at you baby."

Makoto looked scared. (Why me? I need to get out of here!) She looked sideways at the door. Mel laughed.

"Koto don't even think about it. We learned our lesson last time. Tony here locked the door."

The other guy smirked and jiggled the keys.

"Now COME HERE!"

Makoto walked slowly toward him. He grabbed her arm and began to feel her waist, hips, and legs. She wanted to throw up. His touch felt cold and unwanted. He wrapped his arms around her.

"You know why your here. So let's do this," he slurred.

He grabbed her and took her upstairs, but before doing so, he went over to the table and sniffed some white powder. Makoto looked with hateful eyes at Rhonda. She was 'entertaining' Tony on the filthy couch. He took her upstairs and slammed her on the bed. She struggled under his body.

"Don't fight it girl. You know you want it."

He ripped her halter top off and took off his pants. She tried to get up, but he pushed her down and got on top of her. He kissed her hard on the lips and forced his tongue into her mouth as he put his hand under her skirt. Makoto moved away and bit his tongue hard. Mel groaned and got up.

"You fucking bitch!"

He backhanded her across the face. Makoto slammed onto the floor from the force of his hand. She groaned and tried to get up. He went over to her and pulled her up by her hair.

"Now your ass is mine."

Makoto screamed and started to pound her fist on his chest as he pushed her back on the bed. He roughly shoved his straining member into her. She held back a scream as he pushed in and out of her over and over again roughly. Tears streamed in her eyes as she tried to go into her mind to close off what was happening. The clock on the table in the corner mocked her. The numbers seemed to take hours to change. When he finally released inside her, he fell back onto the bed. Makoto crawled out the bed and into a corner. Tears streaming down her cheeks and pain crept up into her body. Mel grunted in his sleep while Makoto cried quietly in the corner.

-End of Flashback-

"Makoto," a voice called.

Makoto looked up at Jasper. He was standing in front of her.

"Closing time."

"Could you call me a cab?"

The taxi arrived at the bar and she made it home shortly after that. She fell asleep on the couch without another thought.

City Morgue...

Amara sat at the computer. Her sugar level was slightly low and she was very tired. She stared at the screen as it searched for answers to the murder. She sighed and got up to refill her cup of coffee. The computer started to beep again and again. Amara ran back into the lab. The printer came to life and started to print. She grabbed the sheet of paper and scanned it quickly.

"Holy shit," she muttered.

-WooWoo316