The chase

@02@

"So how did you impersonate Swati? Her body structure and voice is entirely different." I asked while gulping down the cream pasta inside a VIP suite restaurant.

"Illusions." Knox said while wiping my face gently.

"Why are you eating like an animal? Slow down." He said concernedly.

"Perfect people like you will never understand stress eating."

"What makes you think I'm perfect?" He cutely put both his hands on his cheeks pretending to be embarrassed,

"You always got higher grades. Was good at sports. Is popular. Is attractive, got a hot bod. Now you're rich people psychiatrist and a part time Robin."

"You're perfect too in that sense. First youngest female sergeant in the NYPD. But highschool." He clicked his tongue. "Ms second place."

I punched his arms.

"That's because you existed."

"What do you mean?"

"You never studied did you?" I demanded the answer.

"Was it compulsory?"

"Then how the f did you get a full score on every exam and quiz?"

"Easy. By listening to lectures."

I let out long sigh. "To think that you were my competition."

He laughed unnaturally.

"You didn't think I was a competition for your highness?" I snarled.

He let out a challenging smirk. "Competition is what made you sexy." He pulled out a big heavy bag and placed it on the table as I watched with horror.

"See that fat ugly man drunk dancing over there? He's head of Italian mafia. Got loads of women and money in this building. I'm gonna make a heist with these equipments. One hour to prove me guilty. One condition. You're not allowed to call your colleagues except your captain if you caught me. Which you never will. You win. I go to jail. I win. You do whatever I tell you." He slid my gun across my cheek.

I snorted as he placed my gun on the table. "Challenge accepted dork."

"Great. May the best person win." He vanished while letting out an evil smile.

"He and his fucking illusions." I muttered under my breath as I stood up and started walking towards the Italian mafia gang head.

"Excuse me Sir. NYPD." I showed my badge.

"NYPD? I did nothing." The man spat on disgust.

"No. But I have received a tip that you might be robbed tonight. So I request you to show where you have kept your stash of money."

"I ain't show nothing. Guards! Throw her outside!" He ordered.

"Sir please. Just listen to carefully. Robin's gonna be raiding tonight."

"Lady. In case I haven't made it clear. I don't trust cops. Now get out before I throw you out."

I let out an annoyed sigh. "Ok." I nodded and went out of the VIP suite.

"Rookie mistake." Knox's altered voice echoed in the hallways. "You wasted 5mins. Only 55 mins leftover."

"I get it. Stop being a Jigsaw and watch your back instead punk."

After roaming around I found another room which was guarded heavily.

An idea sprang into my head.

I quickly lowered the cleavage of my dress and walked drunkenly towards the guards.

"Ma'am you can't cross further." One of them came forward.

"I'm sorry. I'm just so lost." I slid my hand on his uniformed chest.

Another guard grabbed my hand. "This isn't a slut room bitch." He laughed.

"Really? What is this then?" I pouted innocently.

"Kyle she must be new here." The first guard groped one of my boobs. I wanted to throw up instantly. But I held my calmness.

"Well. Better know this is the white room. Boss hates it when some bitches step here. And slut room is that way."

"Why you got to be so rude? I'm the bearer of good news. Jami, Trisha, Bailey I can't remember other names, wanted all of you tonight. You know? Because the boss is done for the night. You know what I mean." I said in my drunk voice.

All of them smiled goofily like idiots.

"Alright boys. Saturday night!" Kyle cheered and everyone followed him.

"What about her?" One of them stopped.

"Nah. We don't touch newbies." Kyle replied while looking at me up and down.

Everyone agreed and went away to the opposite room while I was stuck figuring out how to open the door.

'White room'. Must be cocaine.

I would come back later. Definitely. First I had to stop Knox. But where's the money room?

Nope. There wasn't much time. I had to report this to the precinct. The guards might come back anytime soon.

I quickly messaged Captain Yi and got down to hunting Knox again.