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Sarah Rekeita nervously sipped her coffee as she was waiting for her superiors to debrief her on this afternoons incident. The young rookie tapped the rim of her nails rhythmically on the metal table, adrenaline still coursing through her veins. As the door swung open she startled a little but quickly she settled down as her captain and two feds entered the Room.

"As stated previously, this young lady should get a commendation for her actions this afternoon." The eldest of the feds said, the look her captain was giving him it seemed he wasn't buying it. "Few survive an encounter with these crooks, let alone arrest one alive."

Sarah blushed a little at the compliment but not because of a sense of humbleness, but because what the fed said was pure fiction. Yes she had caught the man, but it was only because when he reached for his papers, she had mistaken the handle of a screwdriver that was in the man's glove compartment for a gun, and she had tazered him.

Before she could freak out, a car pulled up on the scene and the two Fed's who were tailing the man, explained to her who he was and planted a gun and drugs in the car to make it look like a legitimate use of force. They promised that if she kept her mouth shut, they would make sure that she would become the youngest female detective to date.

"Worst case scenario, she has taken a violent and ruthless criminal off the streets. Best case, we manage to flip him and send one of our own into their organisation." The younger Fed said. At those words Sarah tried to quash the guilty feeling she was experiencing in her gut. Trying to convince herself that while what she did was wrong a lot of good could come out of it.
 
Zac Murphy sat in the police interview room, his fists clenched in anger. He had no idea why the young rookie cop had tasered him, he was meticulous in making sure he had nothing incriminating when he was out and about on his own but it seemed like he was being framed for having class A drugs and a gun in his car.

He looked up as the door opened and two men entered.The two of the men he mentally labelled as Feds, but why feds to interview him? Unless they were going to really interrogate him to get what information they could from him.

"Before you start , I don't have anything to say, y'all know I'm being framed so save yourself a lot of time and energy and let me go, I'll forget the tasering,,,,,,,,,,,"

He grinned at the redhead and continued,

"You could do me a favour and tell that cop if she wanted a date she only had to ask, I'm pretty sure we coulda worked something out."

The larger of the two Feds gave a short laugh,

"HAH, shaddup and listen, we've got a proposition for you."
 
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Looking at the interrogation through the one way mirror, Sarah cringed as the man started to claim he was being framed. But since he was complaining to the men who framed him, and her Captain who had heard it all before it eased her mind. She then pulled her nose up at his banter about dating her. Sarah, who's girlfriend was her everything might have enjoyed adding a man like him to the mix, never had found any man interesting enough to even think about, trying one out. As the younger Fed told him to shut up and listen to a proposition she caught some annoyance on the face of his senior, who motioned his partner to slow his roll.

" Look Zac, your prints were on everything and let's be honest. How long do you think you will be breathing after we put in the paperwork?"

As the man let this sink in with a heavy silence Sarah remembered that on several occasions members of that crew had been found murdered in their cells after being caught.

"So considering you are a dead man, the choice is up to you. You can die here, in a cell like a dog. Or you can die out there" the man said pointing at the door. Again letting a heavy silence run over the room.

"If you get caught vouching for our agent, we'll you know how you will die then. But who knows if you pull it off, you will die as an old man, where ever you want in the world with full immunity for the shit you have pulled"
 
Zac gave an exaggerated sigh at the mention of a proposition. Did these morons honestly think he was going to cut a deal with them? Feigning interest he leaned forward and whispered in a stage whisper,

"What ya got boys,,,,,, rocks in ya fuckin' heads, forget ya propositions."

He sat back and stretched out his legs his thumbs in the waistband of his pants.

' Look Zac, your prints were on everything and let's be honest. How long do you think you will be breathing after we put in the paperwork?'

The man let this sink in with a heavy silence.

'So considering you are a dead man, the choice is up to you. You can die here, in a cell like a dog. Or you can die out there.' He said pointing at the door. More silence.

'If you get caught vouching for our agent, well you know how you will die then. But who knows, if you pull it off, you will die as an old man, wherever you want in the world with full immunity for the shit you have pulled.'

Zac thought about it, really thought abut it. His boss was ruthless when it came to any of his guys getting nicked, it wasn't that he didn't trust them, but there was always the possibility they might let something important slip out without realising it so the only way to be 100% certain was to dispose of them. Zac knew this for a fact as he had been tasked a while back to arrange a guy's "accident"

"So if I went for it you're gonna send someone in that none of my boys know anything about and they're supposed to trust him? He might as well wear a flashing blue lamp on his head, naw, you gotta send someone who won't arouse too much suspicion, someone like that cop who tasered me, we had some sort of electricity between us, a connection if you like,"

He looked at the two way mirror, certain that she would be watching.

"Tell her to be at the Blue Shamrock tomorrow night, I'll pick her up then, the boys won't think anything of me having a new girl."

Zac rose and sauntered to the door then he turned and grinned at everyone.

"Bye then, oh and tell the redhead not to forget her toothbrush."
 
Sarah's stomach dropped at the turn of events but as her captain objected to the situation, she calmed down a little. But just like that, that hope got dashed when the lead Fed waved the Captain down. "The man has a point, and at the end of the day, if they get caught, he will have it far worse than our coworker." Pauzing again he then looked at the criminal and added "And mister Murphy is off course aware that any untastefull behavior towards your officer will automatically void his immunity."

***5min later***

"Miss Rekeita, thank you for collaborating with us. You are making a huge difference for the country." The man said calmly, but seeing the nervousness of Sarah he gave her a pat on the shoulder. "Remember, at all times you are the one in charge. He needs you more, than you need him. And sure there will be some public display of affection tomorrow, but from there on everything can be faked. Call it the advantages of modern day tech. This did little to comfort Sarah but as the younger Fed was already building her a good cover, she decided to focus on that instead of stressing out
 
Zac knew how to dress to impress the ladies so his all black clothing gave him an air of mystery, ideal when he was on the prowl in the fleshpots of the city, tonight especially, as he was certain of ending the night with a stunning redhead on his arm and with any luck in his bed.

All day though he was plagued with doubts as to whether he was doing the right thing, he knew that if he was caught he would die a very slow and painful death. The one redeeming thing was, he had a plan of his own and he would use the cop to bring it to fruition. As he was second in command he gt to hear all the rumours going around, most of them without foundation but there was one that kept gnawing away at him. Lower down the food chain there were some very ambitious guys who wanted to dethrone both him and his boss, so he intended to give the undercover cop, piece by piece enough to take these renegades down and convict them, once inside their days would be numbered but to do this he would have to tell his boss the plan and hope that he could see the sense in it.

As he entered the smoke filled dimly lit nightclub he scanned the room behind his sunglasses that performed no other function than to hide the way his eyes darted around the room. He gave a low whistle of admiration as he spotted her sitting at the bar, she sure looked even better dressed up than she did in blues. He was in no hurry so he did a couple of circuits of the room knowing that he was probably being watched by both his prey and the feds. He would approach her later and have a dance or two before making it plain to the watchers that he had pulled.
 
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Sarah laughed as her FBI handler handed her another shot of tequila. The woman had taken the whole day to explain to her how to handle herself undercover, and just shared a treasure trove of tips and tricks to get the info out to them. Now she only had to focus on having a fun girls night out, and let the criminal do all the work. While Sarah still felt very nervous, her gut feeling as it literally had a knot it them, she had ignored men all her live, so as she caught a glimpse of the tall man in the corner of her eyes, she just reached for her glass and downed it. Alexandra did the same, for a second the rookie thought she had yet to spot their target, but as the woman took her hand and pulled her to the dance floor it was clear that she knew the game was on
 
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All at once his eyes narrowed and he called one of the doormen to him and jerked his head in the direction of Sarah's companion on the dance floor,

"What the fuck is she doing in here dressed like that? You know the dress code, no exceptions, get her out of here,,,,,, quietly."

The doorman looked sheepish and tried to explain,

"They musta come in while I was taking a leak boss, I'll see to it straight away."

Zac guessed who or rather what, the biker gal was, most likely Sarah's handler, but from the way they were dancing together it looked like there was more than work between them, either way he had to get her out of the way, if any of his boys suspected the biker was a Fed there was no way he could latch onto his mole.

The doorman did his job quickly, quietly and efficiently escorting her outside and telling her not to come back unless she was dressed properly.

Zac moved swiftly, catching Sarah's arm as she made to leave the dance floor.

"Dance with me." he hissed, keeping a friendly smile on his face.

Just then the music started again with an oldie, OOHH YES! I'M THE GREAT PRETENDER

Zac pulled her close up to him so their bodies were touching practically everywhere possible and whispered in her ear,

"Listen, they're playing your song." he chuckled and let his hands slide down her back to cup her soft rounded ass cheeks and pulled her closer,

"Time to start playing the game babe, put your arms round my neck and gaze adoringly at me."
 
Sarah was surprised when the bouncer who had let them inside was ushering Alexandra away. They had given him a sizable bride when he had started to complain about the brunette's attire, and he had let them pass. Apparently he must have been reprimanded over it. Alex flashed her an okay sign and went without making a scene, and the young rookie was left behind, alone and vulnerable in the lions den.

Then suddenly she was grabbed and pulled in by strong arms. Looking up she recognised the criminal, and had to do her best to repress slapping him right then and there. As his hand slid down to cup her bum, she politely nudge his hand back up and replied to his predictable opening move.

"As if your men would believe you fell head over heels for a girl if she didn't make you work for it." She said, before disengaging and walking back towards the bar. She was less confident about her plan, but without knowing who was part of his crew and who was not, (Alexandra had convinced her it would be easier for her to be more genuine during first meetings with people if she did not know everyone's dossier) she would need to fool everyone
 
He smiled to himself as the young cop gently removed his hands from her butt, he wasn't really surprised but she had to learn the rules- his rules.

'As if your men would believe you fell head over heels for a girl if she didn't make you work for it.'

"You've got that wrong, it's me who plays hard to get, so let's go sit at the bar and see if you can work yourself up to giving me a kiss sometime soon. By the way when we are established as an item you play by my rules, my boys know some of them so I'll tell you, I decide what you wear within reason but my number one rule is when we are out together and dressed up I expect you to wear stockings and suspenders and my boys like a little flash now and then, you won't disappoint them will you?"

They had two or three shots of tequila and Zac found her to be quite fun to be with.

"Let's go dance some more and show the boys that you like playing tonsil hockey ok?"

He led her out onto the dance floor again and held her close again and once more his hands drifted down to grasp her butt while he nuzzled her neck and licked her ear before her took her chin and moved her head round and pressed his lips to her's finding them soft and sensuous.
 
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