As I sat in my unmarked car up on the third floor of the parking garage I glanced at my watch. It was 1:02AM.
"Hey detective, when are these guys supposed to show up again?" said one of the uniforms sitting in the car with me.
"They should be here now." I said looking at the drug dealer leaning against a pillar waiting for his daily delivery of Climax.
"It's a good thing you got him to cooperate huh? Since it's still early that this stuff has been out on the streets, Chocolate Deluxe shouldn't suspect a drug bust already!" said the officer again.
But I didn't respond this time. Not only was I tired and cold, I was not at all in the mood for chit chat. Bianca had finally packed her bags and left me just a few hours ago. I can't really say I blamed her because all we seemed to do was argue more and more. It was also obvious we were no longer like we used to be when we first met. That seemed like such a long time ago.
Just then a red van pulls up and stops right next to the drug dealer.
All of the cops in the car with me immediately straighted up in their seats.
"AK89210" I muttered under my breath trying to memorize the license plate number.
The driver then steps out and walks over to the other side of the van and opens the passenger door.
I recognized the broad, clean-shaved african american immediately. He was the bodyguard of none other than Chocolate Deluxe and have been for as long as I can remember.
He always wore the same purple suit and black tie with shiny black dress shoes. I could never find out what his name was for sure but knew he always kept nothing less than a sharp clean appearance.
Then Chocolate Deluxe herself steps out of the passenger seat of the van!
I can tell all of the cops that were sitting in the car with me were eyeing her as hard as I was myself.
I was even a little surprised to see her in anything other than her usual gold Mercedes-Benz.
She was a very attractive woman with smooth shinning brown skin, long red and black dyed hair, and her signature solid gold stiletto heels. She also was wearing a long thin gold necklace around her neck and a short black dress that showed off her nice long legs and soft bubble ass that bounced with every step she took.
"Goodmorning miss Chocolate!" said the drug dealer.
"Give me my cut Dean so we can get this done already! I'm dressed for looks, not the weather!" Chocolate Deluxe said.
"Here you go, our usual amount of Climax?" the drug dealer said handing her a wad of cash.
"Yes! Demand for more product is increasing and soon I'm going to double the amount I give you to sell" Chocolate Deluxe said taking the money and counting it twice. "Any problems so far?"
"Uh, nope." The drug dealer said.
"Good." said Chocolate Deluxe, "Marco! Havaugn! Get the stuff!"
Suddenly the back doors of the van swing open and two men jump out and start walking quickly towards the drug dealer. One of them carrying a duffle bag. The other was carrying a sub-machine gun.
The drug dealer gladly takes the duffle bag and Chocolate Deluxe starts walking back to the van with her bodyguard.
I hit the sirens and accelerated!
Everybody stopping to look briefly at the sudden car with flashing light and siren before running towards the van.
The drug dealer dropped the duffle bag on the ground and ran away in the opposite direction as he knew I would need it for evidence.
The man carrying the sub-machine gun aimed it at me and pulled the trigger.
I continued toward him with increased speed.
"Click! Click! Click!" went the sub-machine gun. As he looked at it in shock that it jammed, I hit him dead on.
"THRUMP!!" went his body onto the hood then rolling over my car.
"SCCREEEETCCHHHH!!" I braked hard and all of the cops jumped out running toward the body, shooting at the speeding van, and chasing the fleeing drug dealer all in different directions.
I decided to go after the van. "SKEERRRRT!" went my tires as I took off after it swerving around the police officers. I chased after it down from the third floor, through to the other side of the second floor, then straight across the first floor.
The van gunned it out through the parking garage entrance/exit cutting off unsuspecting drivers without warning.
"BEEP! EEERRRRR!! SCCREEETCH! CRASH!!" went 3 cars swerving around and 2 of them colliding into each other.
"HONK! HONK! HONNNK! BOOM!!" went a furniture truck slamming into the third car then tipping over onto it's side blocking my exit.
"SCCREETCH!" was the sound my car made as I halted to a sudden stop. I got out and ran towards the scene.
"Police! Is everybody alright?!" I yelled.
Everyone got out of their cars looked pretty shaken up but responded with a "Yeah, I'm okay" or a wave.
Suddenly the front of the truck erupted in flames and I could see that the driver was still inside and knocked unconscious.
"Oh shit! That's gonna blow!" somebody yelled before everyone started screaming and running in both directions.
"This thing's gonna blow! Everybody get out of here!" I yelled before starting to climb up the sideways turned truck.
"FOOOM!" went the front of the burning truck as the fire grew bigger.
I got on top of the truck and tried to open the door but it was locked from the inside. "Why must this always be difficult?" I said to myself as I balled my hand into a fist. "Crasssssh!" went the glass as my fist smashed through the window and unlocked the door from the inside. I swung it open and reached in grabbing the out cold driver by his collar and pulled him up out of the truck.