99 Jump Street (A Brooklyn Nine-Nine Fanfiction)

Chapter 6

Everyone sat around in the squad room at the precinct, waiting for Holt to start the meeting. A few members from the FBI were standing around as well.

"You think he's gonna show up?" Boyle whispered to Rosa over his shoulder.

"How should I know?" Rosa asked. "He did almost kill himself a few days ago, so...probably."

"Yeah, you're right, I'm sure he will," Boyle said.

"Alright, everyone," Holt announced after clearing his throat. "Let's begin-"

"-Sorry I'm late, captain!" Jake said, stumbling and limping to the center of the room, causing a scene. "You have no idea how impossible it is to drive with one arm! I mean, it was totally badass and all, but-"

"You drove here with your arm like that?" Gina asked, pointing to his cast. "You could've just called me, you know. I would've driven you."

"Sorry, Gina, but I've seen you drive. I think I was better off taking my chances," Jake said.

"Hey, what's wrong with the way I drive?"

"Oh, nothing really, if you don't mind putting your life in the hands of someone who paints their nails behind the wheel," Jake said.

"Hey," Gina whined. "That's not my fault. How am I supposed to pay attention to the road if my nail polish is chipping? Than I'll just keep staring at my nails the whole drive, which is much more dangerous if you ask me...I am a dancer, Jake. It's what we do-"

"Alright, alright, that's enough," Holt said. "It's time to get down to business. So here's what we have so far: thanks to Jake, we now have the names of two of the dealers, John Melrose and Tyler Whitmore. Both seniors at the high school, seemingly from the same social group. Besides this, however, we're not certain how the two are connected. We're also not sure how many other dealers are involved."

Holt looked around to make sure he had everyone's undivided attention before letting the FBI take over. Everyone was listening for the most part, minus Boyle, who was writing inspirational phrases and drawing random doodles on Jake's cast.

"Wow, Boyle," Jake whispered uneasily. "...whatcha drawing there, buddy?"

Charles' eyes lit up. "Well, that right there is a fine meal of filet mignon with a side of potatoes au gratin, and that picture near your wrist is a steaming plate of mussels fra diavolo..."

"Well, that's detailed," Jake said. "Wait, is that permanent marker?"

"Absolutely! That way it can't wash off."

"Oh. Perfect," Jake sighed. "And I thought I told you to stay away from Sharpies."

"Hey, I haven't gone near them since my last IA meeting!" Charles said.

"What's an IA meeting?"

Charles eyebrows shot up in surprise. "Are you telling me you've never heard of Inhalers Anonymous?"

"Alright everyone," Holt said. "Listen up.Special Agent Morris is going to take over and lay out the plan from here."

Holt stepped aside to allow the tall, bearded man to speak.

"Hello everyone," agent Morris said. "Let's get down to business: we know that the supplier is most likely a student, and since we believe he is also the manufacturer of the drug, he would need to have extensive knowledge of chemistry. Our lead suspect is a senior, a student named Ryan Wheeler. Wheeler has a 98 in AP Chemistry,  and  according to his teachers he is very close to both Tyler Whitmore and Johnathan Melrose. Ryan also has been seen wearing some very expensive watches and clothing, as well as driving a Bentley, even though his parents are both school teachers with limited income. Apparently these changes in his spending habits have started happening around 2 months ago."