Prologue

233 6 6
                                    

A/N:

Hey guys. So I will start next week instead.

I have been getting really sick lately, and if i want to heal and write faster, i will take a rest for a few days! Some MIGHT be excited, but im sorry, but you have to wait.

If i get well fast, i might as well write the first chapter, but right now i really cant. I even struggled to write this short paragraph because i felt so sick. So yeah.

Thank you and enjoy this prologue instead. Bye!

(I wrote this last week, when i was starting to get sick huhu...)

--------------------------------------------------------------

The abandoned warehouse was shrouded in darkness, a bleak and desolate setting for the grim events about to unfold.

Emma Myers, known as the enigmatic "Clover Mafia," stood before her captive, a man bound to a chair, his eyes wide with fear and desperation.

With a swift and calculated motion, Emma drew a gleaming blade from her waistband, the metallic glint reflecting in the dim light.

She advanced towards the man, her face a mask of cold determination as she pressed the sharp edge of the blade against his throat.

"You know why you're here," Emma's voice was icy and menacing, sending a shiver down the man's spine. "Talk, or your silence will be your undoing."

The man's pleas and cries filled the stagnant air of the warehouse as he began to speak, words spilling out in a frantic rush.

Fear and desperation mingled in his voice as he revealed secrets and betrayals, each sentence punctuated by the threat of the blade held against his skin.

"I-I'll tell you everything, just p-please don't hurt me! Please t-trust me!" the man's voice trembled as he spoke,

his eyes darting fearfully between Emma and the glinting blade poised at his throat.

"I was just following orders, I swear! Please! J-just believe me!"

Emma's lips curled into a cruel smile as the man's words spilled forth, a twisted symphony of fear and desperation that echoed through the empty halls of the warehouse.

With a swift motion, she grabbed the man's collar, pulling him closer with a steely grip.

"That's not enough information, fucker boy," Emma's voice cut through the man's pleas, her eyes flashing with a deadly glint. "See you in hell, Zade."

The man's eyes widened in terror as Emma's grip tightened, a silent threat hanging in the air between them.

And with a final, fatal stroke, the man's voice was silenced forever, his life extinguished at the hands of the infamous "Clover Mafia."

The warehouse fell into an eerie silence, broken only by the sound of Emma's footsteps fading into the night, leaving behind a trail of blood and unanswered questions in her wake.

--

Its been 2 years since the last murder of Emma Myers.

Everyone thought she disappeared elsewhere, or went to a different country in disguise.

But thats not what Captain Hektor thought, a well-known captain in the whole Brooklyn city, and also the captain of the Special Crimes Squad.

He picked up the file from his desk and ran down to the best detective he ever thought of completing this case.

Detective Jenna Ortega.

---

Jenna sat at her desk, slightly smiling at the sight of her desk, sighing happily after arranging her folders, papers, pencils.

She had trouble finding lots of things at her desk. It wasn't because she is untidy. Her desk is always clean.

Its just she's forgetful.

She sat down at her chair and picked up a folder. As she scanned the contents of her upcoming assignment, the door to her office creaked open, and in walked her no-nonsense captain, Captain Hektor.

"Ortega, I've got a new assignment for you," Captain Hektor's deep voice boomed through the room.

Jenna looked up, meeting his steely gaze. She knew that when Captain Hektor had a new assignment, it was never a run-of-the-mill case. She braced herself for what was to come.

"This one's a doozy," he continued, his expression grave. "We need you to dig into the life of Emma Myers, also known as the 'Clover Mafia.' She's been a ghost for too long, and it's time we uncover the truth about her."

Jenna felt a surge of adrenaline at the mention of Emma Myers. The infamous "Clover Mafia" was a shadowy figure in the criminal underworld, and the mystery surrounding her had captured the attention of law enforcement agencies for years.

"I need you to go deep on this one, Ortega," Captain Hektor's voice softened slightly, a rare sign of respect from the hardened captain.

"We need to know everything about Emma Myers - her past, her connections, her operations. Find out what makes her tick, and bring her to justice."

Jenna nodded, a fire igniting in her eyes. She understood the gravity of the task ahead of her.

The hunt for the truth behind the enigmatic figure of the "Clover Mafia" had just begun, and Jenna Ortega was ready to dive headfirst into the shadows to uncover the secrets that lay within.

After Captain Hektor left, Jenna turned her attention back to the file on Emma Myers. The folder contained sparse information - a few surveillance photos, a list of known associates, and a brief timeline of alleged criminal activities.

It was clear that Emma Myers had gone to great lengths to keep her past hidden.

As Jenna delved deeper into the contents of the folder, she noticed subtle details that sparked her curiosity.

There were inconsistencies in the timeline, discrepancies in the reported locations of Emma Myers, and cryptic notes written in an unfamiliar code.

It was as if Emma Myers had purposely left behind a trail of breadcrumbs, daring someone to follow.

With a determined expression, Jenna made a mental note to decipher the clues hidden within the folder.

She knew that to unravel the mystery of Emma Myers and the "Clover Mafia," she would have to think like a criminal, anticipate their next move, and stay one step ahead at all times.

Armed with her sharp intellect, keen intuition, and unwavering resolve, Detective Jenna Ortega embarked on a journey into the heart of darkness, where the truth awaited to be uncovered and justice demanded to be served.

(Please tell me some ideas you have for chapter 1 so i could type it down already.)

( I will move the story date to april 6 because i have a N.A.T and i gotta study)

Guns and Badges Where stories live. Discover now