"How We Get The Job Done" (closed)

[TiredFingers]

"How We Get The Job Done"

NOTE:
This RP is open to 1 or 2 females.
Please PM me for more information,
and read the note at the bottom
of this introductory post.​

Henry "Hank" Parker walked slowly about the scene in total disbelief. Nine dead cops; ambushed, then -- for those still breathing -- executed. One of them was his younger brother, who'd only made detective six days earlier. This was to be his first drug house raid with Narcotics, the beginning of what they'd both hoped would be a long and fruitful career. Instead, he'd been pronounced dead in the ambulance on the way to Capital City's General Hospital.

A uniformed officer looked his way and -- presuming the head of Intelligence would be taking the case -- came over to make his report. "We're making our way through the crowd, Sergeant. But, no surprise, no one's talking. No one's seen anything. No one knows who the shooters were--"

Parker interrupted, "We know who the shooters were."

The uniformed officer didn't respond; he knew it was better for his career and even his life if he didn't speak about what was truly bothering Sergeant Parker. The Narcotics Unit had been targeting the stash house of the gang named for this very street, the Forty-Fours. They were one of the most violent street gangs in the city, controlling a neighborhood that spanned more than 100 blocks; their turf included 8 city parks, 4 schools, 2 shopping centers, a hospital, and other key locations at which they promoted prostitution, peddled drugs, enforced protection extortion rackets, and more. In one way or another, they controlled most of the commerce taking place in their territory, in the most brutal of fashions when necessary.

But it wasn't the gang that scared the officer reporting to Parker. The real threat to him and the other officers and detectives who worked the territories of this gang and so many others across Capital City were the dirty cops, business leaders, and city officials who protected the gangs and -- in return -- gained something for themselves personally. The corruption in the metropolis of almost 1 million had reached a level never seen in the city before.

Parker turned away from the carnage -- from the bodies still laying on the pavement, covered in blood soaked cloth -- and headed for his nearby car. As he proceeded, one, then another, and finally five of his Intelligence Squad members joined him. Parker looked around for ears he wished not to hear what he had to say.

"This is it," he said, knowing the others would know what he meant. For more than four years, he'd been telling the most trusted of the Squad's members that one day they would have to go outside of the law to bring peace to the city. This was the straw that had broken the camel's back as far as Parker was concerned. He told them, "I've already been told Intelligence will not be permitted to investigate this case. They're handing it over to Jacobson's Anti-Gang Team."

Parker saw the reactions in the faces of most of his team members. Lieutenant Jonathan Jacobson was likely one of the most corrupt cops in CCPD; everyone knew it, but no one had ever managed to get anything on the man, and his connections in the Prosecutor's and Mayor's offices, as well as in Internal Affairs, kept him from every being investigated, let alone prosecuted.

"You know what we have to do," he told them. "You know how we get the job done from here out."

He got acknowledging nods from some and even grunts of or verbal approval from others. The expressions on the faces of the remaining Squad members remained steady; they knew that to change things, they were going to have to get their hands dirty, but they were all cops and had all pledged oaths to the department, the city, and the population, so going rogue was not an easy thing for them to do.

But it had to be done.

"Meet me in our spot at 2200," Parker told them. "We'll figure out what we're going to do."

One by one or by pairs, the others departed. Parker looked back to the pavement where his brother's nearly dead body had laid until backup and the ambulance had arrived. He repeated to himself, "This is how we get the job done."

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Seeking 1 or 2 females to write a total of 2 or more characters:

In Capital City, gangland crime has reached epidemic proportions. My police force character, Henry "Hank" Parker -- imagine Chicago PD's Hank Voight only 10 years younger -- has reached the end of his patience regarding the corruption that permits these gangs to operate; he's no longer staying within the letter of law.

I will play 2 additional characters but to a lesser degree. The first is one of Parker's gangland targets, for whom I have a cooperating female character if you are interested. The second is a dirty Commander, who solicits your main character into joining the Intelligence Unit to spy on Parker.

Your main character is that young detective with whom the Commander connects. My thought is that the Commander wants two things from her: intelligence on the Intelligence unit, and time inside her pussy. The first you give because you thinks its the right thing to do, keeping potentially dirty cops in check; the second you will try to avoid, but I'm thinking that at some point you will have no choice but to give in. Do you enjoy it? Up to you.

The general plot line I think should be that your character begins to wonder if maybe Parker should be allowed to proceed with his brutal response to unchecked crime. Will she allow him to operate as he wants? Will she join him? Will she become dirty, too?

As far as the other characters go, I thought that if you wanted you could write a prostitute informer, or the girlfriend to the gangbanger Parker is after. Totally your choice; those characters can be written off screen by either of us when necessary.

I would like to get at least 3 posts a week if possible. I insist on someone who performs spelling and grammar checks before posting. Perfection is unattainable, as Costner's "Tin Cup" character said in bed, but it should at least be an aim.