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Undercover cop Tommy or something like that

I watched "The Rookie" twice and thought about making Tommy an undercover cop or sum

Tw: (Gun, death, murder and drug mentions)

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Tommy stood before the mansion, talking to his earpiece. "I'm going in now. Call me in 10 minutes. You know the codes. Okay?" Tommy didn't wait for an answer and went inside. He was there 5 other times with the same mission but this one was a little different. He works as an undercover narcotics officer, and right now, he's in Bradford trying to get more information on the current drug trafficking situation going on.

When he walked in he didn't see anyone yet. The house seemed almost empty. "Ah. I was worried you wouldn't get here on time James. We have a lot to discuss. Come on" A man, Mr. Damon ,or as his colleagues and close friends called him, Daren, spoke, his voice filled with excitement, making Tommy uneasy. But right now he needs to stay in character. Because blowing his cover meant death.

"Well, I did just get out of a class reunion as you probably figured by what I'm wearing and how I sound. It was wild plus they spiked the punch so I had to get water on the way here because of my sore throat" Tommy explained as they walked up the stairs together. "You don't look drunk. If you are then how to did you get here?" Deren asked.

"Oh. I didn't drink. If I did I would've had to get an Uber. My car is over there" Tommy spoke, pointing somewhere, before thinking to himself 'Besides. I can't drink on the job' Tommy smiled at Daren, who began talking about the next drug they will be sending to Chicago. Fentanyl.

"Look who's back" "Hey James!" "Welcome back man" "Who let you in-" "Ew not him" "Why's he here? Isn't he like a drug addict or something?" About 10 people were inside the meeting room. None of them liked Tommy, or James.

James Braun, Tommy's persona, was a 23yo, half British and half German, drug addict with a fiancée and finance problems because he was fired from his job as a pharmacist. He did have to learn how to do certain things but that doesn't matter. He was going to get a call in about 3 minutes from a colleague pretending to be his fiancée and he was going to tell her a code word to let her know if he needs help or for them to wait for a little bit and then come to help.

"Okay guys. That's rude. I'm sorry but I'm actually very skilled. I may be an addict but at least I can make my own stuff. None of you can't. So fuck of." Tommy glared at the other men in the room. Specifically a shorter ginger male called Garry. He was one of the guys Tommy hated with his whole body.

"Calm down. You all are very important people for this. And we need James to make our drugs because no one can do it like he can. Okay? I don't want to hear any of this "'I don't like him'" bullshit. Am I clear?" Daren spoke, smiling slightly, making it very clear that he was getting annoyed with them.

James sat down with the others at a round table, next to Daren. That was what made it clear that he was favourite. "So. Now that everyone is here. We need to discuss some things about the operation. It's the most important of them all and if we fuck it up. We're dead" Daren dropped his smile, earning a "Yes sir" from everyone, making him smirk again.

"So. We will have to-" *AYAYAY I'M YOUR LITTLE BUTTERFLY* "What the- Which one of you is getting a call with THAT kind of ringtone" He spoke, irritated. "Sorry boss- That's mine- Karin is calling. Gotta take this one" James stood up from the table, only to be stopped and seated back down. "Call her here. There's no reason to leave, is there?" He got a few stern looks before he picked up the phone, putting it on speaker.

"Hey Kar. You're on speaker. Whatcha need? I'm somewhere important and I can't really call you right now-" James started before getting interrupted by the supposed Karin. "Okay and? Do you want burgers or pasta for dinner? I have to ask because my guests are indecisive and so am I. Plus you're supposed to be at that reunion party right now. Not some damn meeting- James we talked about this" Karin spoke quicky. "Okay damn. I think pasta is best. Don't call me again okay? I'll be back when we figure things out hm?" "Okay. Burgers it is. Bye babe." She hung up.

"Oh. Well- where were we?" James looked up from his phone, putting it back into his pocket. "I wanted to talk about the next step. We have the drug and we have the place we have to get it to but we need to figure out the things with police. Because I know that they probably figured something was gonna happen and have mentioned us to other police departments around UK and America. And that means. We need to be careful" Daren looked around smirking.

"There will be a lot of betrayal and murder. If anything happens-" *BAM BAM BAM BAM  SLAM* "THIS IS POLICE! FREEZE AND PUT YOUR HANDS UP! IF ANY OF YOU MOVES I WILL NOT HESITATE TO TAZE YOU!" Around 13 police officers with guns ran in.

"SHIT!" "What the fuck!?" "Which one of you called the DAMN POLICE!!!?" "Fuckkkk" "Oh hell no" The drug dealers around the table put their hands up. Except James. "James what are you doing- Do you want to have a problem?!" The ginger haired guy yelled. "Oh. My bad" James. Now Tommy. Put both of his hands up, a gun in his right hand.

Tommy smiled sweetly as he put that exact gun against the chiefs, Daren's, head. "Fooled ya" He snickered, getting up to arrest him.

(Lmao this took too long to write)
(Also I'm kinda getting back to my BNHA gacha phase)
(SAVE ME BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE)

(Forgot to post it yesterday lol)
(It's too late. I got back to it)
(I've also been listening to gacha songs for the past 3 hours)
(I'm cooked)
(See y'all💋💋💋)

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