“It’s in my sock drawer.”
“And the address in your file? Is this where the sock drawer is?
“Yeah,” he confirms quietly.
“Okay, I’m going to need one more thing from you. I need you to get the money for me.”
“I can’t give you the money,” he protests. “They will know that it was me!”
“You aren’t going to give it to me,” I say, after a beat. “You are going to drop it off, tonight, like you’re supposed to, and then come quietly into custody. Any funny business at all and I’m charging you with everything I’ve got.” I give him a hard look.
“Okay,” he says, quietly nodding.
Rising from the chair for the last time, I shake hands with Mr. Walker and Charles Crew. Charles looks at me funny but takes my hands in acceptance and what I hope is appreciation for this bone I have thrown him.
I am supposed to see Lucy tonight. I hate to be the one always sending her home, but this is official police business. I don’t want to risk her hearing about the investigation into her father. I know it will upset her, and I hate to upset her.
Pulling out my phone, I decide to send her a quick text: Hey Lucy, what do you think about Pizza at your place tonight? I can’t stay, but I still want to see you.
Almost immediately, Lucy replies: Oh, why can’t you stay?:(
I have an ongoing police investigation. I can’t really talk about it. I still want to see you though. Pizza?
Fighting my phone in my pocket, I pull up the files I need for the drug deal case. I need to be completely prepared. This might be my last chance to catch him. If I screw this up, I could lo
se the case of a lifetime and my girlfriend. Have the steaks ever been higher?
Suddenly my phone dings. It’s a text from Lucy.
Yes, pizza sounds good. Do you wanna watch a movie too?
Oh boy.
I wish I could, but I do have to get back home and finish up on some reports. I can only stay an hour.
Send.
I hope it doesn’t upset her, but this is something that needs my full attention.
Walking over to the shelf, I grab the car keys and my jacket to head home. I can squeeze in a little bit of studying before I meet up with Lucy at eight, then I’ll be on the road by nine. It will need to be a short and sweet visit. It is hard for people to adhere to the demands of police life. Honestly, I think it is a breaking point in most cop relationships. Oftentimes, the job has to come first and it’s something that is difficult for people. We all want to come first, but in my line of work, it just isn’t possible.
Later that night…
* * *
“Well hello sexy,” Lucy purrs as I knock on her front door.
I parked my pick-up truck down the road. I usually drive the police cruiser around town, so I hope that it won’t be glaringly obvious to the residence that I am in the neighborhood.
“Hey there,” I say. A broad grin on my face as I take in the delicious sight that is Lucy Knight.
She’s teasing me on purpose right now. Between her come hither smile and the pretty pink dress she’s wearing, my cock is already getting hard. Something about her just tugs at me from deep within.
“What did you do today?” she asks, stepping back into the small house.
“I worked on a police case.”
“Well I assume you did that,” she giggles, “seeing as how you are chief of police and all that. It’s not all doughnuts and guns though is it?” she asks winking at me.