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After being tossed into the holding cell roughly by Officer Cordoba you fixed up your neon top that Cordoba rustled up and tried to stand up straight and tall with pride. It wasn't til now you noticed just how much shorter you had become. In the holding cell of women, you were easily the shortest. The easiest prey.
You shook your head, you couldn't think like that. You had to not let yourself be seen as someone who could be completely run over. You had one week to make connections that could lead to at least one arrest before you could take a full time spot on the force. So you did your best to look tough and leaned against a wall in took in the sights.
It was an odd juxtaposition. You were in a room with objectively beautiful women, but it was the most disgusting place you'd seen in your life. The walls were stained with what was probably blood and shit. The floor was stick with who knows what. And to top it off in the corner the very public toilet was in use. The disgust on your face must have been obvious as a woman with multicolor corn rows approached you and said, "What's your problem cupcake?"
This was it, your first big test as an undercover officer, don't screw it up. "I'm just pissed off at that pig, grabbin' a handful of the merchandise like he owned me. Asshole."
She looked at you with a judging look before she smiled, "Yeah, Cordoba is an asshole. He does that to all the girls. You'll have to get used to it if you stay in this line of work."
"Yeah." You breathed a sigh of relief that you hadn't been discovered and so you got a little more casual, "So, what are you in for."
She looked at you and then looked down at herself in her fishnet outfit with only sheer underwear underneath it, "I'm for corporate espionage. What do you think?"
"Oh, stupid question." You said feeling your face redden in embarrassment.
"Don't worry newbie. We all have our first bust to get here. I'm Jade, what do you go by."
You couldn't give your real name obviously, and you couldn't go with your TFPD nickname 'Rookie' so you went with the closest thing you could think of. "I'm...Brook."
"You'll have to work on a better name than that if you're gonna keep up your line of work. But that's between you and your pimp."
"I...actually don't have one of those." You said honestly. Apparently this might not have been the right answer as Jade looked at you with surprise before returning to her cool and cold look. "A dangerous game you're playing. If you keep up what you're doing without any protection you're going to end up in a ditch." Jade looked like she was debating something before she sighed and leaned in to whisper to you. "When you get out of here, meet me at the corner of Washington and Airport. Good money and good 'insurance' if you know what I mean."
You weren't sure you knew exactly what she meant, but this sounded like your in. You were already well on your way to bagging that first arrest and earning your spot on the force.
The rest of the evening mostly consisted of useless small talk. Jade was let out within the hour and you stayed overnight with one eye open. In the morning, thankfully Cordoba didn't forget you and let you out of the holding cell and you took to the streets in your new body. Without even stopping anywhere else, you went straight for the corner of Washington and Airport to get your first 'in' into the seedy underbelly of the world of crime in the city. At the corner, you saw Jade there in front of a building that you hoped would be your new workplace for the next week.
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