The Police and His Spy (Forcebook fanfic)

Midnight at the Port (1)

As the team reached the port, the silence of the midnight hour enveloped them, broken only by the distant sound of lapping waves against the docks. The area was shrouded in darkness, illuminated only by the occasional flicker of a distant streetlight.

Win and Book moved stealthily to their assigned areas, blending into the shadows as they pretended to wait for boats, their senses on high alert for any signs of suspicious activity.

From afar, Bright and Force watched attentively, their binoculars trained on the port as they scanned the area for any movement. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the darkness, moving with a sense of purpose as they scanned the surroundings with a suspicious gaze.

Bright swiftly intercommed Win and Book, his voice hushed but urgent. "Target approaching," he whispered, relaying the information to his teammates as they prepared to spring into action.

As the criminal approached Win and Book, his footsteps echoing softly against the wooden planks of the dock, he eyed them suspiciously. "You two waiting for the damn boat?" he asked gruffly, his tone laced with suspicion.

Win and Book exchanged a glance, their expressions stoic as they nodded in response to the criminal's question. They maintained their cover, their body language tense with anticipation as they awaited the signal to make their move.

The criminal's eyes narrowed as he studied Win and Book's appearances, a flicker of doubt crossing his face. However, seeing nothing out of the ordinary, he relaxed slightly, laying down his guard as he continued to assess the situation.

Suddenly, a faint sound of a boat engine could be heard in the distance, growing louder as it approached the shore. The criminal's senses heightened at the sound, his urgency to leave quickly evident as he stood up immediately.

As the boat reached the shore, its silhouette barely visible in the darkness, the criminal wasted no time and started walking towards it with purpose.

At that moment, Tay and Arm's voices came through Win and Book's intercom, urgent and commanding. "Strike now," they ordered, their words cutting through the tension of the night.

As Win and Book exchanged a determined glance, Win swiftly moved into action, striking the criminal from behind with precision.

The criminal let out a surprised grunt as Win's attack caught him off guard. Reacting swiftly, the criminal pulled out a gun from his waistband and fired at Win.

Seeing the danger, Book's instincts kicked in. With lightning speed, he jumped in front of Win, taking the bullet meant for his teammate.

The gunshot echoed through the night as the bullet grazed across Book's shoulder, causing a sharp pain and leaving a flesh wound.

"Book!" Win's voice rang out, filled with worry and concern as he exclaimed his friend's name.

Bright and Force, who had witnessed the scenario from a distance, immediately sprung into action, their expressions tense with urgency as they started running towards the port.