As she exited, she felt a cold breeze pass over her skin. She leaned against the reling and looked into night city. The only thing the policeofficer was able to take from the witness for granted, was the meeting place of Nathan with some of his contacts. Old warehouse in the docks. Question was, what would he do with it now?
She had a location...sort of. Doubtful she could really work with it. At best, maybe she stake the place out. That would mean a lot of paper work, but she at least had built in equipment so it’s not like she need to requisition anything. That saved time and she could easily fill out a good chunk of the case file through her internal access to the police filing system. It sure beat writing it all out by hand anyway. She’d have to notify the boss, and then he’d need to set up a team to stake out the area. It was annoyingly slow going, but without anything to go off, she knew they needed proof of him actually doing something. She mentally uploaded her case file and email to the boss, hoping she’d get a response soon as she made her way to the car, where the rookie would be left waiting.
Jack keeps his composure. "Yeah, I'm fine, I just can't drive right now. I should be okay soon." He gives his location. "No, no, no. Don't call mom. She has a dangerous job, and if she's thinking about me instead of her work, she could get hurt. Please don't tell her, okay? I couldn't live with myself if something happened to her." Though he mainly wants his mother to have no chance of finding out about his work as a netrunner, what he told his aunt is true, he doesn't want to let her get hurt. "Look, let's just keep this as our little secret, okay Aunty June? Thanks for coming to get me, I really appreciate it, and I'll return the favour somehow." He waits on the sidewalk for his aunt to show up.
Cursing her own luck, she forcibly pressed her leg against the Officer's pussy and clit, hoping the stimulation would buy her a few seconds. Regardless, with the officer still distracted by the monitor, Eva slammed her forehead into the side of the officer's skull, tilted to look at the screen, where she knew the bone was weaker and protected something you didn't want to be ruptured. Another one of Reeve's martial arts lessons, though he had warned them to avoid that region. She heard the sound of something cracking ringing in her ear and hoped the throbbing pain radiating out above her eyes wasn't an indication of anything beyond a headache. Eva's lungs were straining, chest heaving deeply as she started breathing more calmly. The rush of signals as her body was wracked by the aftershocks of her orgasm and the adrenaline as she realized the danger she was in made her heart thrum furiously inside her chest. Her pupils dilated, taking in more light, creating a sense of the awareness she had when activating her optical implants but she knew was a lie. She did her best to extricate herself from the car, hoping to get to the guns the officer had left on the car's front and grab them when she rolled over the hood. Wouldn't be the first time firing a gun with your hands behind your back, but it would be while manacled. Still, the best she could hope for was that the officer had suffered a concussion with a chance for something much worse and permanent.
'No... things have been pretty normal, what goes for normal here, anyway. The chief retired and we got a new one, but that's about it,' Alexey chuckled, as he pressed the button for milk on the coffee machine. He waited a second and then brought two cups of coffee to the small table in front of his couch, 'Here you go.' He went over to his sleeping area and took his trousers from the chair, getting slightly more decent in front of his handler. Putting on a shirt, he sat down next to her and tried his coffee, which was the rather cheap, artificial kind.
A moment after sending the report, she got a call - her boss was on calling her. Captain Eline Holthuis, while a careerist, wasn't afraid to take action if the situation required it. She have lead her men through thick and through, bringing in results. Still, while she was taking care of her own, she was political animal. "What is it, about moving against an actor." She cut right to the chase.
“Nathan Byrne. His girlfriend contacted me. Apparently he’s been up to some nasty shit. She didn’t give me much other than a place he meets up with some of his buddies. Cocaine, I’m guessing. I don’t really have much to build off yet.”
"Very well." Jack's aunt sights. "But we will be having a conversation on the subject." She adds with finality before disconnecting. As Jack waits, he notices a woman on the other side of the street, walking with a bag thrown over her shoulder. She was wearing Nienke's jacket. Before he can ponder on it, a car stops in front of him. "Get in." His aunt calls to him.
As Eva drove her face deeper, Skye arched reaching her orgasm with a loud exclamation. Her body shook, her juices flooding as she grabbed the car's board. The orgasm was quite intense that she collapsed breathing heavily. Slowly, the policewoman started recovering, her hand reaching over to her belt.
Jack subtly takes a picture of the woman, before getting in the car with his aunt. "Hey, Auntie June. Thanks a bunch for picking me up." He sits and fastens his seatbelt, groaning slightly from the pain in his ribs.
Leka took a moved the spoon, circling it inside the cup, observing Alexey. Finally, she put the spoon down but made no move to drink the liquid. "Someone is dismantling our net. One by one. Someone either snitched or is taking as out himself." She dropped the bomb, looking into Alexey's eyes.
The captain nodded. "You say it as you think it's settled score that the man is guilty." She frowned. "You said that the snitch had not much to build on, so why are you so certain?"
The woman started the car, and started driving. "So, what has happened?" She asked, but her eyes caught Jack's grimace as he buckled the belt. "You need to go to the hospital?"
"She's not necessarily sharing the full story. Is she in trouble? Probably, yeah. Nobody wants to talk to the police if they don't have too. Unless you're like ninety, you're not calling people up for every little thing. If you're desperate enough to ask the police for help, that usually means there's a reason."
Abandonding her plans to and without wasting any time, Eva bit down on the hand, pulling it away with a jank of her head and body as she turned herself around. With her back to the police woman's front, she shuffled body further trying to reach for the same item as the policewoman had. Just needed someway to get out of either the restraints on her neck or her hands, but she'd fight either way.
"Hospital? Nah." Jack waves his hand dismissively. "I just need to let myself heal a little." He grits his teeth. "The most pain I'll feel will be from my wallet. They didn't take any money, but the assholes smashed up my net rig. It'll cost a pretty penny to replace. What can you do, though?" Jack lets out a sigh. "As to what happened, I was just walking down the wrong street, when some guys grabbed me and dragged me into an alley. They were some kind of cyber gang, with a bunch of implants. They were freakishly strong." Jack lies with confidence, not seeming unsure of himself at all as he makes up a story on the fly, adding in details to make it seem more realistic. "I was only in the neighbourhood because a girl I know lives here. I was on my way to, you know, have some fun, when I got jumped. I don't want mom to know about about my love life, so promise you won't tell her?" Jack flashes June puppy dog eyes and an exaggerated pleading expression.
"Despite his troubles, the man is still rich and famous. That makes him influential. And that might make few people angry. So if you want to pursue the man, you will have to do it with diligence and gather undeniable evidence. Otherwise, you will not only lose, but your career will be finished." Her chief answered seriously. "Are you sure you want to continue that investigation?"
“Hey, no asshole’s did me in yet, and they aren’t going to start now.” Taylor didn’t know what they actually had to work with, but she still remained serious about somehow making it work.
'Fuck.' Valerie thought to herself. She'd taken a shot in the dark and it'd turned up way off target. Now he was far less likely to believe, or even listen, to anything she had to say. Worse still that he found out about the missing money. Kano wasn't known to be the most forgiving individual. But if he thought she was going to beg for her life then he didn't know her at all. "Well I did say it was a guess sir." she said trying to deflect her earlier miscalculation. But it was time to switch tactics. Her hand lowered before finding his still-stiff cock. Her nails grazed across it before her fingers wrapped around it. With a slick grip she began jerking him. "As for the money, I admit I may have set aside some of the earnings, but I promise you it was for a purpose you'd approve of once the deal was done." Valerie dropped her voice into a sultry tone as she quickened her pace, "I'm close to acquiring some property in the industrial sector. I know that's normally Victor's division, but I did want to show you I was just as capable." She leaned in close then to whisper in his ear, "They do say it's better to ask for forgiveness than permission." Her hand kept working his cock, "But I understand that you're upset. And I'm willing to accept any punishment you deem appropriate." She said playfully biting her lip. 'Please work. Please work. Please work.' she thought to herself. Her attention keenly aware of the blade in his hand. With any kind of luck that wasn't bad the worst he'd do was sentence her to a week as a public fuck-slut. She could handle a week then get back on track. With bad luck though...
As she struggled, and coiled, Eva managed to knock the limiter off. With that, her body became again, fully operational. With that, she easily grabbed the pistol the officer was reaching for - despite her cuffs.
