LCS 13: Ryker Zion Ramirez (Completed)

Prologue

WEARING a white sports bra that hugged her upper body perfectly, paired with her black leather jacket, black tight jeans and boots. Everyone in Los Angeles would think that Cj was just a normal passing civilian. Inayos niya ang ivy cap na suot niya at ang earpiece na suot sa kabilang tainga niya. No one will know that she's doing her job right as of the moment. Tutok ang mga mata niya sa target nila habang pinakikinggan ang litanya ng mga kasamahan niya sa earpiece na suot.

She's tempted to removed it and move on her own. But this one is big that she cannot afford to be careless and lower her guard down.

"Are you fucking out of your mind, Jordan?!" Narinig niya ang boses ni Ryker sa kabilang linya. Mariin na pumikit si Cj at napagpasyan na umupo muna malapit sa target nila. She even dared to order a frappe coffee and layed her back to her chair.

"So what if I am, Ryker?" Walang pakialam na tanong niya rito. Which of course, pissed her partner, or should she say fiance wanna be, more.

She heard Sean and Travis fainted voice. Seems like they're having a little problem collecting evidences.

"Cut the crap, Ryker. Just like you, I'm just doing my job." Naiiritang sabi niya na ikinatahimik nito. Cj heard him hissed, bago ito mawala sa linya. She shrugged and pouted her lips.

"Comes in. Cj, he left his post." She heard Levi voice. She hissed and tried to calm her nerves by drinking her frappe coffee, na sana hindi nalang niya ginawa dahil mas lalo lang lumala ang nararamdaman niya.

Pasimple na inilibot ni Cj ang mga mata niya sa paligid. Her target was still here talking with his client, at least, that's what she thinks. This mother fucker gave them a hard, no a very hard time. They gather enough evidence — At nadagdagan pa ang mga iyon ngayon— to arrest him and put him in his right place, behind the cold bars, pero masyado itong mailap sa kanila. He's been in a business, illicit business, for decades. Cj's bet he's now a freaking billionaire.

Hindi na niya inubos ang frappe na iniinom niya nang makita na tumayo ito at nakipag kamay sa kausap. Mukhang legal ang usapan ng mga ito, lalo na at sa labas ng Cafe ang mga ito nagkita.

Habang dala dala niya ang frappe, walang sabi na nilapitan niya ang mga ito at pasimple na itinapon 'yon sa target niya. Cj pretended to be shocked. She widened her eyes and faked a gasped as she looked at his target tailored suit. Naway lahat!

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to, I'll pay for your dry cleaning!" Kunwariy natatarantang sabi niya. Cj felt a little chills on her nape, that means the old man was now throwing daggers to her.

"This isn't just a normal suit, young lady!"

Alam ko. Kaya nga tinapunan ko. She thought.

"Actually sir, you're under arrest." She sweetly smiled at the man. Oh crap! Natawa siya nang may maalala. "I'm sorry I forgot my Miranda warning line. Take two."

She cleared her throat. Inilabas niya ang warrant of arrest at handcuffs na dala niya at ipinakita 'yon sa matanda. The old man jaw almost dropped because of her, gumilid ang mga mata ni Cj sa tailored suit na dala nito. He's carrying a gun. Damn it!

"You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can be used against you in court. You have the right to talk to a lawyer for advice before we ask you any questions. You have the right to have a lawyer with you during questioning. If you cannot afford a lawyer, one will be appointed for you before any questioning if you wish. If you decide to answer questions now without a lawyer present, you have the right to stop answering at any time." She cited lazily.

"As if we'll let you do that." Bulong niya sa sarili. "Anyways, please wear this cute bracelets of yours!" She smiled cheekily at him. Atsaka winagayway ang handcuffs na dala niya sa harapan nito.