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    In Too Deep

                It’s a dark night on a pier in Los Angeles. A line up of cars surrounded the dock, and a group of people surrounded this man. He was on his knees, beaten and bloody as he begged for his life.

     

    “C’mon man please—give me a couple of days! I’ll have your money!”

     

    “I gave you a couple of fuckin’ days! You keep fuckin’ me over!” Someone kicked the man, and he fell on his face.

     

    “Please! I’m begging you. I won’t let you down.” The man cried as he slowly got back on his knees.

     

    “Your time is up.” The person stared at the right hand man, and someone walked up in black. They pointed the gun at the man, and the man shook his head.

     

    “Please have mercy!” The person removed the hood, and a woman smiled as her green eyes glowed.

     

    “Fuck you."

     

    “No!” The woman pulled the trigger and shot the man in the head. She licked her lips and dropped the gun to her side. She looked at the other goons and nodded at the body.

     

    “Dump ‘em.” They walked over to the body and threw it in the river. The woman walked over to the black Denali and hopped in the back. The petite woman sat the gun on her lap and took a deep breath. Her boss was sitting next to her as they began to pull off.

     

    “Jenny—you make sure that our books are up to date when we get back.” She looked at the raven-haired killer sitting next to her.

     

    “You know—you need to stop making deals with these fuckin’ pathetic twerps.” She looked at her boss. “If you want to keep making money Shane, you need to find yourself some new corporate worker fucks who throw their money.”

     

    Shane looked at her and nodded. “Just make sure we’re getting our money, or you’ll end up floating in the river.

     

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                    An undercover car pulled up to the pier early in the morning as other cops surround the scene. Lieutenant Bette Porter and Detective Dana Fairbanks got out of the car. They walked over to the dock, and Lt. Porter took off her sunglasses.

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    Comments

    1. I always love it when authors break the mold of the L word characters and I’ve always been a fan of your writing Akira. And this fic is no exception. I love it how you portrayed Dana in a different occupation. I definitely want to see where you take this fic.

    2. Akira, Brilliant beginning and very fascinating. Please continue soon as I can’t wait. Again your imagination and talent have created an awesome adventure. Many thanks, Your loyal fan.

    3. Moremoremoremoremoremoremoremoremoremoremore…LOL. Hot start and I’m digging Shane as the drug lord and Jenny ‘finally’ gets to be crazy with a purpose…method to her madness, if you will. Genius. And Carmen? W00t I think I can spy where this is headed but please, do tell ;) Continue please! btw, Alice is positioned for great comedy as usual. And Bette and Dana are an unusual pair so I’m interested. Great…now I’m all tingly :p

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