Jackie and John sit in the center of the briefing room, having already eaten and gotten their coffee for the meeting. They watch as officers start to walk inside and applaud them for their early attendance. Jackie briefly flips them the bird. The officers laugh in response and stop clapping.
The captain and four lieutenants walk into the room. The captain has several red folders in his hands. He walks to and stands behind the podium, Jackie sees that his attitude solemn. The lieutenants line up against the windows, facing the room with a sense of duty on their faces as they cross their arms.
Jackie is amazed by the attendance of all the lieutenants appearing to the meeting all at the same time. They displayed better attendance on the golf course, so she now knows that their jobs were threatened.
"Alright, alright...sit down," the captain says.
He unfolds the first folder when the officers sit down and settle down.
He continues, "As you may or may not have heard, Officers Sarah Hall, Chris Divine, Joe Frost, and Kevin Queen volunteered to leave the prescient effective yesterday afternoon, pending an investigation with the DEA. In which if anyone has or comes across with important information should communicate with me only."
The captain looks up at them for confirmation and then looks back down.
"That being said...due to the loss of staff, we're going to keep the current partner rotation for the rest of the week, maybe longer."
Jackie shares a brief concerned look with John as the captain closes the first folder and opens the second folder. Jackie takes a sip of her coffee to calm her nerves. She now knows that this meeting isn't just another hour to waste their time about reviewing procedure.
"This is a letter from the department's lawyer." The captain clears his throat before he reads mechanically, "Dear Colleagues, in light of the recent investigation I ask that you refresh your understanding of the department's guidelines regarding accepting gifts and invitations from past/penitential/current suspects, suppliers, vendors, and outside business partners. Please take the time to review our policies which are located on our LVPD intranet site listed under HR Information and Forms".
Jackie smiles at herself briefly after the captain folds the folder, procedure is still procedure.
He looks back at them and continues, "If you have any questions, please feel free to reach out to myself or any member of the leadership team." The captain gestures to the lieutenants.
The captain looks down and opens the third folder. "I need the following officers to come see me in my office after this meeting."
Jackie takes a sip of her coffee.
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John is driving while Jackie is riding shotgun. She looks at his face, full of grief and disbelief.
"Are you alright John?"
"I'm still in shock from this morning's briefing. I really got to know some of those guys. I mean...not all of them were great..."
Jackie sees him struggling with his words. "What? Just say it, it'll be between us."
"I knew Joe was up to something, because he'd always be talking about starting a marketing scheme on his own. Kevin is just a punk, but Chris got four kids and Sarah...she was so nice to me. I think she said she was on the force for seventeen years."
"Nineteen years... two years until retirement," Jackie comments as she looks out her window, trying to not think about it herself.
"Jesus Christ!"
Jackie looks forward and she recognizes the black Lexus that speed past them. It then drives through a red light, swerves on the road, and nearly hits a bum on the street.
"Who is this asshole," John says as he gives chase.
Jackie knows. Peter Roman, the Senator's aid, a handsome young Italian known by the experienced officers to visit hookers more than his family. He also pays for special treatment.
As they approach a stretch of abandoned houses, John reaches for the speaker microphone to call dispatch, but Jackie stops him by putting her hand over his hand. "We got this John."
"What?"
"Women's intuition, trust me just focus on the driving."
"Women's what..."
Jackie talks on car outside speakers and announces, "Driver, this is Jackie Dupre of the LVPD, pull over the vehicle...now!" Jackie watches as the Lexus pulls over, Peter knows what the deal is now. As they park behind it, Jackie tells John, "I have this, stay by the cruiser."
"What? Are you kidding me?"
She leaves the car before John can ask more questions.
She walks towards the car, briefly looking back to see John sitting on the hood of the cruiser, watching her carefully.
Jackie understands the situation when Peter unrolls the windows. Jackie grins, understanding his concern as his shirt is out and his pants zipped but stained. She then looks at his company, Alexis, a popular local blonde escort, with big tits that are barely contained by the straps of her short dress. Her lipstick is smudged and has matching stains on her cleavage.
Jackie is sort of impressed, Alexis isn't cheap. She's called the "Meat hook" in some areas, known for her section during blowjobs; Jackie took notes last time she busted her.
"Hey Alexis, I see you haven't lost your touch...you might want to...um..."
Alexis looks down and says, "Shit." She takes some napkins, takes her breasts out, and wipes some cum off. And some expensive body spray and body glitter Jackie imagines.
Peter says frustrated, "Are you fucking kidding me?"
Alexis asks innocently, "What?" She covers her breasts.
"You're a lucky man sir," Jackie teases.
Peter says, "So...is your partner cool?"
"Speeding, reckless driving, endangering lives with a vehicle...he'll need more than weed and a blowjob for this. I'll need the room for the night."
He looks at her with understanding and hands her his keycard for Skyloft room at the MGM Grand from his suit pocket. Jackie tries not to get openly happy; it's at least eight bucks a night and she loves to splurge on his expense account.
"Just leave the key on the front desk when you're done having fun...as always."
"As always...drive safe."
Alexis laughs in her high pitched voice.
"Use your inside voice doll," Peter comments without looking at Alexis.
"Sorry baby," Alexis says obediently.
Jackie stands up, puts the key card in her pocket, and takes a few steps back.
Alexis says happily, "Bye Jackie!"
Jackie grins as Peter rolls his eyes and then drives away, leaving them to their own story to live. She walks back to John as he looks at her disapprovingly.
"No arrest, not even a ticket, really Jackie? And what the hell did he give you? What's going on here?"
She grabs his head and kisses him hard to shut him up.
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Jackie walks out the bathroom wearing a dark red bra, matching g-string, and red nylons. Shaking the small bottle of lube in her hand, she looks at John lying flat against the bed. He's remaining quiet, as requested. She's please that he's mentally and emotionally equipped to handle her method of torture. She walks to him slowly and puts the bottle on the bed.
She plays with her hair and then she plays with her g-string, pretending to lower them only to leave them by her hips. She doesn't want to fish for compliments on how she looks, but his usual answer isn't tenting in his boxer shorts.
"Really John, we have access to free food all night, cigars if we want, we have a great view, and you can't get up for me?"
John says, "It's not that...why we got this room for free?"
She smiles as she bends down to show off her cleavage, snaps her bra off, and throws her bra to the other side of the bed, that what usually undoes a man's conscience. "Hello!"
As she starts to unbutton his boxers, he covers his crotch. "Hey...I need a minute."
"John, move your hands." She looks at him to know she means business. When he moves his hands, she looks down and sees a limp noodle of a dick. She lazily picks it up with only one finger and watches it flop back down. She lightly taps his dick with her hand. "That's just great John."
