S1E9
After a screw-up with the District Attorney, there was a chance that several very violent criminals could be set free.
Frank had a meeting set with the D.A., but he left town on so-called urgent business and sent Erin to the Commissioner's office to sort things out.
In the meeting, the last one of the day for Frank were The D.A., his assistant, Abigail Baker (Abigail Hawk) and himself.
As always, Erin looked very professional, while looking extremely hot too. She was in a dark gray skirt and jacket to match, with a silky burgundy wrap-around blouse beneath it. Her dark brown hair hung past her shoulders and it made her look even more alluring.
Abigail was wearing a two piece black skirt and jacket. She had high heels on, showcasing her long, slender legs. Her honey blonde hair was pulled back in a very tasteful bun.
Abigail opened the door and Frank asked her, "Who's up next?"
She stood by the opened door and announced, "Manhattan District Attorney, sir."
He stood as he reviewed the document from the last meeting, "Send him in."
Erin walked in, "Commissioner."
His head popped up, "Counselor." He pointed to the chair before the desk, "Please."
She took a seat and Abigail took the seat beside her.
Frank took a seat behind his desk, "So, where are we, Counselor?"
Erin cleared her throat, "I've found grounds to hold without bail and retry four of the prisoners in question."
He nodded, "Good."
She continued, "There are two outstanding problems. Garth Kraver, pedophile. Convicted on three counts of sexual conduct on a child in the first degree. The judge is set to rule on whether to vacate this conviction."
He looked annoyed, "Where do you think the judge will come down?"
"I'm worried, but not as worried as I am about Dick Reed." She handed Abby the file, "I've prosecuted some animals before, but what he did to those three women before he killed them..... "
Frank nodded, "The worst of the worst."
She continued, "Our best chance on this is if I can get Becky Watalski to testify in a new trial. I've gone to see her three times to persuade her to testify, but.... Becky is Reed's only surviving victim."
Abby looked at the file, "It says she was tortured for 19 hours. She had the presence of mind to free herself from her burning bed by holding her bindings over the flames."
Frank was fuming, "She was still able to provide a detailed description that led us to Reed."
Erin continued, "DNA evidence to convict him on the three murder charges, and due to her fragile state, we did not have to try her case."
Frank looked to her, "We'll have a constant watch on Reed, and you'll find a way to put him back behind bars, Counselor."
Baker left the room and Frank came around and took the seat she just vacated, "So, where's your boss?"
She smiled at him, "On a plane to Scottsdale"
He smiled at her, "Nice of him to drop this fucking mess in your lap."
She looked down, but smiled too, "I'm Charley's defense, he was scheduled to speak at the DA's conference months ago."
He shook his head, "Charley Rossellini wasn't shy about taking credit when he put these perps away, but now that the heat's on.... "
She cut him off, "So Detective Abigail Baker, huh? She she is a very. very good looking woman"
He nodded, "Yes she is, and to top it off, she is incredible at her job. Okay so now that our business is complete, how about a drink to lessen the blows of the monumental screw-up."
She nodded, "Okay, but only if you invite Detective Baker to join us."
He led her over to the sofa and picked up the phone and when he got a reply, "Baker, would you mind coming in here?" He hung up and went to pour out three glasses of scotch.
Abby came in, "Yes Commissioner?"
"Have a seat Baker, unwind, we had a shitty day, we all deserve a drink and a little relaxation."
She took the drink from him and took a seat beside Erin. She turned to her, "To putting those fuckers back where they belong."
Erin chuckled, "I love the way you phrased that, perfect." She toasted back and took a sip, "So Detective Baker, how do you like working for my Grinch of a father?"
She smiled weakly over the top of her glass, "I like it just fine. And please, call me Abby."
"Fine, Abby, but that sounds like a safe answer? She looked to Frank and gave him the tell her tell the truth look.
Frank took another sip of his scotch, "Don't hold back, Baker. I know I can be a prick sometimes."
She chuckled, "A little more than just sometimes, Commissioner, but to tell the truth, he is very fair, very opinionated, sometimes very stubborn, but the best I've ever worked with and that is the truth."
Erin started to laugh, "Dad, you better keep this one, she is worth her weight in gold."
He stood up and came over to the two of them, "I think I'm going to keep the two of you." He leaned in and planted a soft kiss on Erin's lips and he saw Abby's mouth drop open and heard her gasp. The kiss grew steamier and as he pulled back, he looked to Abby. He placed his finger under her chin and raised her lips up to his. He kissed her too and he heard a tiny moan deep in her throat. He felt her lips part under his and he found her tongue flick out and fought to find his.
He broke the kiss and stood upright and before Abby could recover from the incredible kiss, she found Erin kissing her now. The kiss from Erin was a lot more tender, but at the same time so much hotter.
Abby soon was returning the kiss and she felt Erin's hand sneak beneath her suit jacket. She found one of Abby's very large and very firm tits. It was encased in a lacy, black bra. She felt the nipple perk up under her caress and she knew this was going to be a very, very hot encounter.
Erin pulled back slightly and stared into Abigail's bright blue eyes, "I've wanted to do it, like forever. I'm happy to say, it wasn't a disappointment." Erin pulled her back in for another kiss, but this one was a lot more intense.
Abby returned the kiss too. Parting her lips, she sucked playfully on Erin's tongue. She ran her hands beneath Erin's jacket and slipped it off her slender shoulders.
Erin spun Abby around in their embrace and she began to nibble at Abby's ear and down her exposed neck. She looked up at her father, How about giving me a hand with Abigail's blouse, Dad?"
Frank already had his coat, tie, vest and shirt off. He stepped forward and brushed Abby's cheek with the back of his hand. He loved how she let out a tiny sigh, closed her eyes and leaned into the caress. He began plucking away at the pearly white buttons on her white dress shirt. She giggled when he tugged the tails out of her tight skirt and undid the final two button. He ran his hands down her slender arm and unbuttoned the cuff and did the same with the other cuff.
Erin continued to feast on the sensitive flesh of Abby's neck and when she saw her father unbutton the second cuff, she swiftly slipped the blouse off her trembling body.
Abby blushed and raised her hands and gently ran them through Frank's dark mat of chest hair. He stepped closer and he captured her lips with his. She let out a gasp when she felt his mustache tickle her upper lip.
As Abby leaned in towards Frank for the kiss, it gave Erin the chance to unsnap Abigail's bra. She drew the straps down her shoulders and it fell to the floor.