Police Protection (closed for Minxwife and JT69)

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Rick pushed open the apartment door, and glanced around. Typical scene, body covered by yellow plastic, sobbing woman in the corner, ME standing with a thoughtful look, and a young uniform standing guard.

He asked the uniform, "Who is that?" nodding toward the corner.

"His girlfriend she says. Found him when she got home. Dead."

"Cause of death?" to the medical examiner.

"Well we need an autopsy, but the bullet hole in his temple looks suspicious."

"Caliber?" "22"

Rick pulled back the plastic, glanced at the wound, frowned a bit. Covered it up.

Asked the ME, "You done here?" Nod. "Fine get it out of her."

Walked over to the woman sitting on the sofa, "I am detective Saunders. What is your name?"
 
The brunette brushed her hair out of her eyes and choked back a sob.

She gazed up at Detective Saunders, eyes shining with tears and replied, "Ruby. Ruby Jameson."

Ruby hugged her knees to her chest and apprehensively watched Rick who was staring at her suspiciously.

She spoke again. "Can I please go stay with a friend, I-I can't be here tonight."
 
"Perhaps. After you answer a few questions."

Rick noticed she had slight bruising on her left temple, and a tiny cut on the left side of her lower lip. He leaned closer, and noticed both had been disguised with makeup, and were likely quite a bit worse than appeared at first glance. He snapped blue nitrile disposible gloves, extended his hand and said, "Let me see your hands." Reluctantly she complied. He looked at both closely, under the nails, then lifted each close, inhaling the scent. He looked puzzled.

"A moment."

He went to the corpse and examined both hands the same way, finally sniffing them. Then walked slowly around the room, thinking. The removal crew arrived, and zipped the body into a black bag. He picked up a 22 revolver from the floor where the body had hidden it, bagged it and tossed it in with the corpse. Snapped off his gloves, and tossed them in after. The crew heaved the body onto the gurney and took it away.

Took a notebook out of his pocket, jotted a few words, and turned to her. "So Ruby, tell me what happened."
 
Chewing nervously on her lip, Ruby stared at the bloodstain on the carpet and recounted the events of the night. She hoped Rick wouldn't make eye contact with her.

"I had to work late tonight, and then I went out to dinner with some girlfriends. We went to Arturo's Italian like we do every Thursday night since high school. We stayed until Arturo's wife kicked us out for being too noisy, like every week."

Shifting herself on the couch, Ruby started toying with a small gold crucifix around her neck and continued.

"I got home a few minutes after 9pm and noticed the lights were off. I knew Daniel would be home because he's not really working at the moment. The whole house was dark and I called out a few times but I got no response. When I got to the lounge room, I saw his body on the floor and screamed. I called the police straight away and they said they would send someone out straight away. I didn't know what to do, so I sat here with him until the police arrived. They wouldn't let me use my phone until you got here.

I've been here with Daniel for over an hour and I feel sick, I need to go take a shower and get out of here. Please, can we continue later?"

The short brunette went to stand up, but was stopped by Rick, who put a hand on her shoulder and guided her to sit back down.
 
Rick looked at the young uniform and said "Stand outside please. Let no one enter. I do not want to be disturbed."

The uniform left and closed the door. Rick took gauze from an envelope in his pocket and swabbed her hands four times, palms and finger backs, and put the gauze into four separate baggies. Labelled them with a code.

"Shower then, and pack an overnight bag. I have to go to the morgue to witness the autopsy."

He went to the door and called, "Is there a female officer here? Send her in."

"This is Ruby, she will shower and pack an overnight bag. When she has, take a car and deliver her where she asks. Take notes for me on everything she does, everything she touches, everything she takes. When you leave, seal the door and instruct the officer outside to allow no one in except me."

He handed Ruby a card. "Ms. Jameson my cell number is on that card. When you are rested and composed and ready for a thorough interview call me and we will arrange it. No less than six hours from now, no more than 24 hours from now or I will have you arrested."
 
Ruby watched the front door to the apartment close and took a deep breath, not realising she’d been holding it for some time.

Turning around to head to the bedroom, she bumped into the female officer who fixed her with a steely gaze, arms folded across her chest.

Giving the officer a side glance, Ruby walked into the bathroom and disrobed while turning the shower taps on as high as she could, steaming up the small bathroom.

As she stepped under the steaming hot water, Ruby noticed her body gently ease. Even though every inch of her was sore, she hadn't given much thought to how much tension was in her muscles until they began to relax. Her head had been filled with so much noise and pain, that she hadn't even given thought to the aches in her body, her calves, her neck. She stepped under the stream of hot water and let it relax her tensed muscles, washing the day away from her skin. A single tear left her eye and she sniffed, not allowing herself to cry any more.

Using her favourite coconut scented body wash, Ruby ran a wash cloth along her tired body, wincing when the rough material came into contact with the purple bruises across her stomach. The pain interrupted her train of thought and made her remember her old psych classes at uni, about how the mind can only focus on so many things at once, lest it become overwhelmed. She had enjoyed those classes, until she needed to drop out to support Daniel.

Hearing a knock on the door, Ruby was brought back to reality so she rinsed off and turned off the water. She applied a full face of makup, hoping the bruises and abrasions were covered. The way that detective was staring at her tonight, it was like he was staring into her soul. Like he knew something.

Leaving her hair wet, Ruby left the bathroom and was followed into the bedroom by the female police officer who watched Ruby in her towel run around packing some clothes into a duffel bag. The officer took mental notes on what Ruby packed: jeans, long sleeved tshirts, a jumper, a makeup bag, pyjamas and her phone charger.

Turning to the officer, Ruby asked, “do you mind leaving the room so I can get dressed?” The officer shook her head in the negative and responded, “sorry, ma’am, I can’t do that. I can turn around if you need a minute, but I have been instructed to keep an eye on you.”

Ruby sighed and allowed the officer to turn her back, and pulled on a clean pair of white cotton panties, a white bra and then finished off her outfit with pink sweatpants, a grey tshirt and ugg boots. The outfit was completed with an oversized scarf. She picked up her duffel bag and handbag, and said, “I’m ready to go to Katie’s house now.”

The officer followed the petite brunette out the door and locked it behind them, before leading Ruby to the patrol car waiting with the same male officer from her lounge room sitting behind the wheel drinking a coffee.

“Evening, ma’am, make yourself comfortable in the back seat and we’ll get you on your way,” he said to her. Ruby nodded wearily and sat in the backseat of the car. The female officer closed the door behind her.

Ruby dropped her bags on the seat next to her, and looked up at the apartment with the yellow crime scene tape criss-crossed in front of the door and let out a shiver.

The car started up and an involuntary siren sound startled her. The car pulled away from the kerb and Ruby pressed her head against the cold window, letting the numb feeling in her temple soothe her momentarily. Before she knew it, her eyes drooped shut and she fell asleep tucked into the corner of the patrol car.
 
Rick went to the morgue, found the right room, and donned gloves and a face shield. He glanced over the body, and when the ME was occupied arranging equipment, carefully examined the hands. Knuckles on the back of the left hand abraded. Otherwise unremarkable.

Stood around and watched as the ME made his cuts and slices, weighed organs, used a bone saw to get at the brain. As they suspected a 22 cal bullet had rattled around in there, killing the guy. Evey reason to think he was alive when the bullet hit.

Watched as the doc drew blood for toxicology tests. Asked for a rush and got the gross results, cannabis, alcohol and a number of precription sedatives. Probably enough to knock him out.

Doc left to check another autopsy in progress, Rick found a UV lamp and discovered blood on the left hand, right side of the penis, and that the man had recently ejaculated.

Then to the computer to check the rap sheet. Long one, pages and pages back to juvi's. Probably more sealed. Break and enter, theft under, theft over, stolen goods, assault, assault with a weapon, selling drugs, selling drugs in a lower school.

Whoever shot this guy did the city a favor, Rick thought.

When the ME returned he said, "Keep this on ice until I release the body. May need some additional tests.
 
Ruby opened her eyes and let them adjust to the light filtering in through the curtains. Where was she? Momentary panic seized when she looked around. Katie and Alex’s house. They had let her crash here after the police woke them up at some god-awful time of morning and now it was 1pm. Time to face the music.

Sighing, Ruby slowly got up, and head pounding searched for the detective’s business card in her purse. Finding it, she held it in her hand for a few minutes, turning it around and bending the corners. She knew that she’d have to call him sooner, rather than later, but was scared about the interrogation process.

Pulling out the clothes from last night, Ruby changed into a pair of skinny jeans, a pink shirt and some ankle boots. She pulled a brush through her wavy brown hair and using a compact mirror, lined her eyes with eyeliner and added some mascara. Adding some pink lip balm to her lips, she was happy with the way she looked. What now? Coffee. And the detective.

Padding her way to the kitchen, she heard someone talking. She froze for a minute until she realised it wasn’t the cops, it was Katie’s husband Alex. He turned and saw her and finished his conversation.

“She’s up, Katie. I’ll call you later and let you know. Love you, too, babe. Bye.”

He slipped his phone into his pocket and walked up to Ruby, enveloping her in a bear hug. Ruby collapsed into his arms and allowed herself to be held for the first time in what felt like days.

“You are so strong, princess,” said Alex, using his pet name for her. “You want me to make you a sandwich and we can talk about it?”

Pulling away, Ruby shook her head, “no, I have to call this cop first, they need to ask me more questions. A sandwich and a coffee would be awesome, though. I may need a lift to the station, if that’s ok?”

Alex busied himself with food preparation and agreed, “just let me know when you need to go, otherwise Katie said she’s happy to come home from work to keep you company.” He poured Ruby cup of coffee and placed it in front of her.

She gripped the mug with both hands, letting the heat of the ceramic warm her up. Sitting in silence for a minute, she then pulled out the detective’s card and her mobile and dialled the number. Praying she got his voicemail, her heart sank when the phone picked up.

“Good afternoon, this is Detective Rick Saunders.”

Ruby stammered, “uh… um, good morn- good afternoon Rick, I mean Detective. This is Ruby ah Jameson. When would be a good time to uh come chat with you?” She was sweating hard, this was not the way things should be going.

“Ruby? I can come pick you up and bring you to the station in an hour. Are you still at your friends house? Don’t leave there and don’t talk to anyone until you’ve been to the station,” Rick responded. There was something about this girl he didn’t trust.

Ruby responded in the affirmative and hung up with the Detective. She started playing with the sandwich and toyed with it, ripping up the crusts and making a mess. Sighing again, she thanked Alex for the sandwich and went outside to get some fresh air before she was picked up for questioning.
 
Rick saw her out walking as he drove over to pick her up. He stopped and motioned her into the front seat of his car. Silently, he drove, but not to a police station, to an apartment block. He parked in the underground garage, and said "Come with me. We have things to talk about. Just between us."

She followed him to the elevator and up to an apartment, not much different from hers.

"This is my place. I want to tell you a few things I have found out. First off, I have to say I know you lied to me yesterday."

"Here is what I know now. Daniel was a low life scum. Rap sheet as long as my arm and all of it minor. There is even a woman with a restraining order on him. He made what money he did by selling drugs to kids. You did the city a favor when you shot him. Don't fake the surprise look, I know you shot him."

"The bruises on your temple are worse today, than they were yesterday when they were fresh. The cut on your lip has started to heal now. It was fresh too. There were abrasions on Daniels left hand, and small spots of blood. I have not ordered DNA on that blood, yet. But I am sure it will match yours."

"There was blood on the base of his penis. Again, I am sure DNA tests would confirm it is yours. And he had recently ejaculated. In your mouth I believe."

"Tox screen shows he had alcohol and cocaine and a mixture of prescription sedatives. Either unconscious or nearly so when he died."

"The gunshot wound was on the right side of his head, tough to do by yourself if you are left handed like Daniel was. And it had a downward trajectory and was from a short distance away, not right at the skull as a suicide would."

"What I think happened is that you came home from work, found him drunk and high, you had a fight, he hit you a couple of times, then either forced you to fellate him or you offered to placate him. Then you made him a drink, and you laced it with sedatives, enough to kill him, but time was short, so to be sure, you shot him with his gun."

"And this is the part I admire, you coolly cleaned up and locked up, and went to dinner with your pals. And called us when you got home at 9. In your statement you said you found the place locked and secure, so by your word, no one else had opportunity"

"So, I can order the DNA tests, order the footage from the security cam in your building lobby, and get a ballistics guy to do the analysis on trajectory distance and so on. But then that would all be on the recored and I would have to charge you. And you would spend your life in jail for killing a guy that fully deserved it. That we are all well rid of."

"There is another way . . and we could start right here by you recreating the event with me. In EVERY detail if you catch my meaning. There is a starter's pistol in that drawer over there. I'd rather you didn't actually shoot me, and I will not actually hit you like he did."

"But EVERY other detail. Start with coming home and starting a fight with me."
 
“Detective,” said Ruby coldly, “this is very unprofessional of you. I don’t know what you think you know, but you have the wrong idea. I didn’t shoot Daniel. I told you I found him when I got home.

She was starting to look flustered but was determined not to be shaken.

“You obviously worked out that Daniel hit me. It was usually my fault though, I would either get home from work late, or he didn’t like my cooking or the way I dressed. I thought we were happy together, but I got home from dinner early and found him in my bed with another woman.”

Ruby stopped. Caught in her own lie, she knew she was in trouble. She paced back and forth for a minute. Her eyes started watering and her chip trembled.

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t know what else to do. It was the last straw. Please, is there any way we can forget this happened?”

She walked up to Rick and pushed herself into his chest, crying as hard as she could muster.

“Please? I don’t want to go to prison. There has to be something we can work out."

She looked up at Rick as innocently as she could, brown eyes shining and cheeks flushed with emotion.

"I'll be a good girl, I promise."
 
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"You would do well not to lie to me, and not to try my patience. It is easy enough, easier now I know you will be on the surveillance to have you convicted of second degree murder. Even first degree for having bought the sedatives. Plea manslaughter and you will still get a role in Orange is the Black."

"You came home, you discovered him with another woman, is that true? If so that complicates it. She could come forward two years from now and testify she last saw him alive with you. And nothing I could do could save you."

"Quit lying to me. Tell me what happened or there is no way I can help you." He pushed her away.

"And you will reward me. You will."
 
Glaring at the detective and setting her jaw defiantly, Ruby spoke.

"His whore never saw me. I hid until she left. I went into the bedroom and yelled at Daniel, calling him every name under the sun that I could think of. I told him that I was not going to be made a fool of, while he slept around and I worked. He told me it was my fault, that I didn't make myself more available to him."

"I ran out of the bedroom in shock, and he caught me by the arm. He punched me square in the temple and I cried out in pain. I tried to defend myself but he just slapped my mouth. I struggled to get out of his grasp, but he was too strong like always."

"He opened his boxers and pulled me down onto my knees. I saw that he was already erect. He seemed to enjoy smacking me around, it got him excited. He held my head down and after a few violent thrusts ejaculated into my mouth."

"I was so humiliated, but then I saw his gun hanging out of his pocket. He always had it on him. I grabbed it and standing up, aimed it at him. He freaked and tried to grab it off me. He was a foot taller than me and solidly built. He tried to tackle me for the gun, his shoulder smashing into my stomach, knocking the wind out of me. Adrenaline had kicked in and I aimed the gun at his head, pulled the trigger and BANG! His body went limp. The rest, you know, Detective."

Ruby looked at Rick square in the eyes and said, "I don't want to go to jail. Please, can we think of something to keep me out? It was self defence."

She walked to the Detective who was piecing together her story and unzipped his trousers and slipped her hand in, finding his semi-erect cock and softly started to stroke it.

"Please, I can't go to jail. They'll kill me in there."

She pulled his penis out of pants and got on her knees. She stared up at the Detective and used her soft tongue to tease the head while stroking his hardening shaft. She felt Rick put his hand on the back of her head and he guided her mouth further onto his cock, her nose crinkling as is brushed up against his brown pubes.

She steadied herself by placing her hands on his thighs and slowly pulled her mouth back started alternating between sucking and licking his hard cock. Rick left out a soft moan and dropped his trousers, surprising Ruby.

Feeling his hand on the back of her head again, Ruby took a deep breath and attempted to take Rick in her throat. He started to thrust into her mouth and moaned again, louder this time. He had built up a rhythm and Ruby tried her best to keep him excited.

She felt his pace quicken again, his balls slapping into her chin. She reached up between his legs and entered a finger into his anus. She massaged his prostate and felt his balls tighten against her chin.

He started blowing his load down her throat but pulled out and finished on her face. She looked up at him while down on her knees, her eyes looking innocent.

"Please, there has to be something I can do?"
 
Rick pulled her to her feet. Silently, he marched her to his bedroom. He pulled off her top, exposing lace topped bra. He pulled down her pink track pants, exposing white cotton panties. Then he stripped down to his jockeys, and pressed her back so she lay on his bed.

"You told me truth, or enough of it. You admitted you killed him. It would drive you crazy having to keep that a secret. Eventually it would come back to bite you. I told you, you did the city a favor killing him. Tomorrow I will call the ME and tell him to release him for cremation, and I will file a suicide report."

"Case closed. The city will send a cleanup crew and you can go back to your apartment tomorrow."

He reached down and ripped off her panties. Then knelt between her thighs and lifted her up by her bottom, finally tucking her ankles on his shoulders. Spread her lips with his fingers and slipped his halfhard cock inside. With her hanging from his shoulders, his hands freed her breasts from her bra. Tugging, pulling, kneading them, all the while his cock continued to stiffen inside her. One hand moved to her clit, and rubbed it. She climaxed almost instantly, screaming. He continued to fuck. Pushed her off and rolled her over, pulled her to kneel, and took her doggy style, belly slapping on her bottom. Again fingers on her clit. It took longer, but she climaxed again, sobbing this time. Still not done he pushed her off, rolled her over onto her back, and drove his cock deep inside her. Let his full weight bear on her. Drove his cock in so her body bounced each time, slapping sounds,wet sounds. He huffed, and soon a deep sound vibrated his chest, building. His whole body juddered and shuddered. He held perfectly still while the orgasm washed over him, thudding pumps filled her to over flowing.

He pulled out, and said, "Anytime I want more, I know where to find you."
 
Ruby looked at the Detective while he slept, his arm draped over her, pinning her down. He was quite attractive, but he had successfully blackmailed her. She could kill him, too. She'd almost gotten away with Daniel's death. She just had to wait for the detective to lodge the paperwork to say it was a suicide.

Rick stirred out the corner of her eye and she froze. Stay? Or go? She felt stuck in a hard place. She lay in silence contemplating her next move.

He was still asleep. Ruby yawned and let the warmth of his body lull her to sleep, too.
 
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Rick woke up in the middle of the night, startled that some one was beside him, and took a moment to remember who was in bed with him. As the adrenaline ebbed, he realized he had a major erection. He tried to remember a dream that might have caused it, but came up empty.

She was laying on her back, breathing deeply, sound asleep. No sign that she was dreaming.

Rick carefully and slowly lifted the covers a bit and moved his hand over her mound. As softly and delicately as possible he stroked the skin either side of her clit, finger brushing the soft skin. Each time she stirred he stopped and waited. Soon she was quietly moaning in her sleep, and her thighs spread, her hips started to roll. Very very slowly he moved so he was kneeling between her thighs, then leaned down and exhaled moist warm air on her clit. He didn't dare touch his cock, he knew one stroke and he would spray all over her.
 
Ruby's eyes fluttered open and she let out a guttural moan. She dreamt that the handsome detective had been playing with her clit. Feeling the wetness between her legs, she looked down and made eye contact with Rick.

He licked her clit, pressing his tongue flat against it. Ruby arched her back and screamed. She didn't expect to be woken up like this after he had interrogated her.
 
Rick continued to lap at her clit, now she was awake he grabbed her butt with one hand to steady her, then drove his two middle fingers in her cunt, bending them to find her g spot. Rubbing and lapping and squeezing, it was no time until she sprayed all over his face.

"Now you've have some fun, roll over." Rick used Ruby's hips to flip her onto her belly. then lifted so she was kneeling, facing away from him. Still holding her by the hips he started fucking her slowly at first, then faster and faster. "Grab my balls," he cried. And she pressed up under his sack in exactly the right spot. With her fingers there she felt the huge gushing pulse as he filled her to overflowing in a few moments. Then kept fucking until he had a second smaller climax. Done, he pushed her off him, slapping her butt on both side.

"I am beginning to like you Ruby. I think this is the start of a beautiful friendship." He chuckled at his sarcasm. "So what I am going to do is this - file cause of death unknown, suspected suicide. Then when I want you, I will call your cell, and you will be on the street ready for me to pick you up. Whenever I want. Understand?"

"And if you are not there, I will issue a nationwide warrant for your arrest, on suspicion of murder. Armed and dangerous. Then file the lab work. I will claim I misplaced it in another file, and came across it. Even years from now. So unless you like wearing orange. You make yourself available. Don't give a damn if you get a boyfriend, make an excuse and be there. If you lose that cell, or it dies, you better find me as fast as you can before you get arrested. Got it?"

"Good, now suck me clean."
 
Ruby conplied with his demand and sucked Rick dry. She knew now was not the time to sass him as he held her future in his hands. Oh well, there could be worse things than being held accountable by someone that good looking.

In the morning with Rick still sleeping, she slipped out of bed and threw on one of his business shirts. She made herself at home in his kitchen, cooking eggs, bacon and pancakes. As she put the coffee on, she saw her messed up hair and smudged mascara. And something else she hadn't seen in a while.

A smile. She was smiling. Daniel was gone, he couldn't hurt her anymore. And how many orgasms had she had last night? Not that she was keeping count, but if she was, she'd have lost count.

Gathering the breakfast food and coffee onto a tray, she grabbed the newspaper from the front doorstep and went in to wake Rick.

She put the tray on the bedside table and got back into bed. He was still snoring quietly so she reached over and grabbed some bacon, pressing her breasts into his face. He stirred and she giggled. She sat up against the bed head, legs tucked up under her chin, the shirt exposing her moistening pussy.
 
Smell of coffee woke him up, and there she was, full breakfast all ready for them. He sat up, kissed her, looked and saw her pussy peeking from between the folds of his shirt and kissed her mound too.

"Mmm, breakfast of champions."

He set to enjoying the pancakes and eggs and bacon and coffee. Sometimes feeding her, she sometimes feeding him.

"Ruby, I have been thinking, you have done a lot for me, but there is so much more you can do for me, so much more. Daniel dealt small stuff, but he had a supplier. Nobody knows Daniel is dead. I want you to go to his supplier, and make a buy. I will get you some money for it. You give the drugs to me, I will turn them in for disposal. But I get to ID his supplier. Again small fry, but I want you to work your way into the chain. Get yourself up a bit. Then we can take a few of them down. Maybe even find some of their muscle too. Those we will just do away with."

"Or you can deal with the consequences of your actions. Which will it be?"

Rick drew back the covers to expose his thickening cock. "Hey, look who woke up. Ruby, time to get some cream for your coffee."
 
Ruby's face dropped in horror and she recoiled from Rick. She got out of the bed and started pacing.

"No. No, no, no. I can't do that. They'll eat me alive. I have no confidence. They will see right through me. I can't do it."

She ran to the bathroom and locked herself in. Great, now she was trapped. She heard a banging on the door but didn't want to leave. Couldn't leave from the window above the toilet, it was way too small.

Shower! She turned on the water and stepped in, still in Rick's shirt. She was sick of crying, but now felt she was going to have an anxiety attack. She sat on the floor of shower, the glass cool on her back and the tiles pressing into her bottom. She started hyperventilating when she heard a click.

She looked through the glass door of the shower, trying not to pass out. Rick looked furious.
 
"You disappoint me. You shot Daniel, then coolly went to dinner with your pals. And you try to tell me you are afraid to do a simple drug buy? Bullshit."

"Look you have an alternative. Orange. Helping bull dykes use screwdriver handles as dildos. On you. On them. For six years. Plus the guards. Male and female. You really prefer that to what we did last night? Because that is where you are headed Ruby."

Rick stripped and got in the shower, soaping up as if she were not there. Pulled his razor from the caddy and shaved, getting ready for work. Once she reached out to touch his cock and he batted her hand away.

"I'm going to work. Twelve hour shift. If you are here when I get back I will tell you how it will go down with the buy. If not, you will be arrested and charged with murder."

Rick made a call on his cell. "I have a material witness to a possible homicide. One Ruby Jameson. Flight risk. Put a watch on airlines, trains, busses. Yeah, the Daniel Smith case. You can find her details in the case file."

He finished dressing, took his weapon from the dresser, checked there was no round in the chamber, holstered it and strapped it on. Slipped on a loose windbreaker. Tossed the door key on a side table.

"You go out, lockup and leave the key under the mat. Thanks for breakfast."
 
Six hours had passed. Ruby had cried and screamed and fought in her own head, but was now resigned to the fact that she had to act undercover. No way in hell was she going to prison, not if it was anything like the documentaries she'd seen.

She rang Rick, still in a foul mood. When he picked up, she skipped over niceties and yelled, "I'll do it. I hate you so much." And hung up the phone.

She took a cab to Katie and Alex's to pick up her stuff. No one was home so she left a note explaining her absence. She gathered all her belongings, changed her clothes and rang Rick to pick her up and bring her to the station to inform her of what she had to do.
 
Rick picked up Ruby and drove her back to her apartment. He ripped off the police tape, and let himself in, motioning her to stay in the hall. Looking around he saw the cleanup crew had done a good job. Even replaced the stained rug. Called out, "It's OK Ruby you can come in now." She walked in tentatively, tense, then relaxed a bit.

"Now, for your safety this is the last time we can be seen together in public. And you can not stay at my place. Too dangerous for you. When I call your cell, it will be a hidden number. Answer simply "Ruby" if you can talk. "Hello" if you can't. But if it is me I will call back in 15 mins, and you better be somewhere with the ringer off, where you can talk. When you can talk I will give you instructions. Sometimes it will be to go for a walk. Sometimes to take a bus and then go for a walk. Don't worry if it is a rough area, you will be watched by me or one of our men. Someone will pick you up and bring you to me. Anybody watching will figure you are doing some hooking on the side. Add to your street cred."

Rick placed his hands on her shoulders softly pressing downward. She knelt in front of him. He unzipped and took out his semi soft cock, placing her hand on it. "Stroke me, slowly, very slowly. When I cum, close your eyes and mouth and let it spray all over your face."

His cock surged and thickened and stiffened under her touch.

"Slower."
 
Ruby slowly stroked Rick's cock up and down, with a firm grasp. She licked the tip of his erection and went to envelope it with her mouth when Rick pulled it out away. She kept stroking up and down, quickening her pace a little. She closed her eyes and tilted her head down, feeling defeated.

She moved her hand in a rhythmic motion and using her other hand, she went to toy with his balls but he slapped her hand away. She kept tugging and teasing his cock using her hand when she heard Rick sharply inhale. He stood still and his balls tightened.

Ruby looked up with hurt in her eyes, knowing what was about to happen. Her face was square in front of Rick's cock, her mouth slightly open. She gasped when the first splattering of hot cum hit her square in the face and dribbled into her mouth. She moved his cock up and down and let it make a sticky mess on her face. When he was done, Rick tucked himself into his trousers and stroked Ruby's mascara streaked cheek.
 
"Mmm, now we are getting somewhere Ruby. Next time, if you are a good girl I will let you suck me. And if you are a really good girl I might fuck you. That's what you want, isn't it?"

Ruby nodded yes, eyes downcast.

"You know Ruby, there are a dozen whores out there right now that would give me any kind of sex I want, just have to show my badge and hint. But I am here with you, because you have guts. It took a lot of guts to off Daniel, and I admire that. He deserved it too. Good on you Ruby."

"So now is your chance to help us take down the assholes that supplied him. Easy peasy. You will never have to testify. No way they can ever figure you helped us. Here is $500, in $50s. Those bills have special marks. Do not use them for anything but a drug buy. Tell his dealer you need some coke, and bring it to me when I call. You don't use that shit do you?"

Ruby shook her head.

"And this, " handing her a credit card, "is for you to use for expenses. Pre-loaded with $1000. I can trace what you use it for. So just expenses. Cabs, meals. OK?"

Ruby nodded.

"This is from me, personally." Rick handed her $200, in 20s. "Get some sexy underwear for next time."

He gently kissed her forehead, and left.

"Go make the buy Ruby. I will call you."
 
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