Guide Her

Fagin

A/N Sorry again about the late update!

Relax and enjoy the read!

~Princess <3

*District 21: Bullpen*

Erin is at her desk, Adam and Kevin are sitting on each others, and Alvin is perched ontop of Jay's while the younger Detective is nowhere to be found. Ana is in her usual spot by the Office doorway and everyone was listening to Hank intently as he walked towards the whiteboard while explaining the team's newest case.

"All right, what we know so far: We got a four-man takeover crew armed with Sig MPXs, dressed to the nines in Kevlar and motorcycle helmets with blacked out visors to conceal their identity." The older man summarized, gesturing to photos on the board as he spoke. "And as soon as this crew enters a bank, they shoot out the security cameras, which is why there's so little footage of them. In this latest robbery, they killed a security guard, and they shot a female teller who was going for an alarm." He listed, grimly.

"We know they also use cell jammers so that nobody in the banks can call 911." Erin added.

"And this crew comes in heavy, demanding all the money in the drawers and the vault. They use dirt bikes as getaway vehicles, easily cutting through traffic, which is how they've eluded responding patrol cars." Hank explained as Jay walked over from the Basement/Garage Area with a file in hand.

"All right, I talked to an ex-burglar C.I. buddy of mine. He said the cell jammer came from Bucktown." He informed, tossing an evidence bag with said device in it to Alvin and taping a picture of a white, balding, make to the board. "This is Jimmy Rickert. Old-school tech guy. He illegally imports cell jammers from China into the US and sells them through his electronics business to burglars. I was able to track the serial number from the supplier in Beijing. It was delivered, along with other jammers, to his storefront a month ago." Jay explained.

"Is there any sort of pattern to the types of banks that they're hitting?" Adam inquired.

"Credit unions. They're targeting them downtown. Lots of daily on-hand cash, but less security than the corporate branches." A feminine sounding voice replied, arrogantly. "In the last few weeks, this crew's hit five banks and done over half a million in cash."

The moment Ana caught sight of Detective Hailey Upton walking alongside Chief Lugo with Trudy trailing close behind, her face contorted into a heated glare that went unoticed by everyone except the blonde on the receiving end of it.

"Sorry for the interruption, Sergeants." The Desk Sergeant muttered from behind her coffee mug.

Trudy had stepped in front of Hailey but allowed Lugo to continue. Ana moved out of the way and said Chief stopped in the Office doorway, turning back towards the quarreling Officers.

"You get lost on your way back to Area Central?" Hank snarked.

"You got balls, trying to steal my case." Hailey scoffed, pushing Trudy out of the way and making coffee splash all over the poor Desk Sergeant.

Ana was seething at this point and the only thing that kept her from outright attacking the blonde was that her team was there and that was not something she'd want to make them watch.

"Detective, that's enough." Lugo snapped, turning to Hank. "Your office."

Ana let her husband pass by but the second Hailey was close enough, her left hand shot out and wrapped around the blonde's right wrist.

"What, you gonna break my hand again?" She hissed, mockingly.

"If you pull any kind of stunt here, of all places, I will do so much more than just break a few bones." The brunette growled, lowly, releasing her hand and ignoring the concerned/curious looks from the rest of her team.