Golden Snow

Chapter I ( Snow's P.O.V)

Present day

Freeze ! I shouted , standing standing in front of the most notorious Mafia King in New York.
" What are you going to do , Detective Snow ? Shoot me in the middle of the Brooklyn bridge? Infront of all these innocent people?"He smirked. This fucker had nerve to smirk ! Bloody arrogant bastard . "No actually, I kind of had this wonderful idea where you surrender and I take you into custody without any problems"I said, my voice thickly lathered in sarcasm. I was currently in the middle of the fucking Brooklyn bridge with my service gun loaded and aimed Pedro Swarez , leader of the Mexican Mafia that specialises in assassination, money laundering, fraud,murder,theft and who also own the largest network underground streetlights . "I forgot how naive you can be Detective Snow". "Really now , and here I thought you were the naive idiot" I bit back as I felt myself getting annoyed with this fucked up conversation. "Such a colourful tongue Detective Snow but I should remind you who when fuck you're talking to " Pedro hissed back . Damn this guy is full of himself. "Well asshole, I don't give a rats ass who you are , just put your hands behind your back and listen to your rights while I cuff you up " I said , already feeling drained from this conversation . This is the most I've said to anyone in a whole month . So as I moved closer ready to bring him in while full expecting a fight , Pedro surprisingly stayed still and let me cuff him willingly which to say is surprising would be the understatement of the Millenia as he is known for his ability to slip through the N.Y.P.Ds fingertips. So for him to willingly let me cuff him and take him in is seriously alarming. What the fuck is he planning coz this is sure as hell is not adding up . "Penny for your thoughts detective?", he smirked yet again, what the fuck is with this guy and smirking? "No , just get in the fucking car" I said as I pushed him into the backseat of the car , I'm really dreading the drive back to the station , this fucker seems talker, a big one at that.

As I walked in the station with officer Brook dragging Pedro in behind him , I was met with loud cheers and the sound of palm meets Palm as they clapped their hands in both administration and envy as I brought in the man on the top of our most wanted list . Like a deaf person ,I just continued walking emotionlessly to my desk to sort out the paperwork and immediately the clapping and cheering died out . They should know by now that I never socialize nor engage with them unless absolutely necessary. To everyone in this precinct I'm a stone cold antisocial bitch. I don't engage in meaningless conversations with them , I don't go out , get shitface drunk and rant about how tough my life is, to me everything is just too mundane and I hate it , I hate how they laugh ,cry and have Photos of families adorning their desks , so colourful.... while my life is a pitifully dull reality. To me everything is black and white and so fucking bleak . My stone cold face void of any emotions is unreadable and unnerving . But I can't help it , I'm a desolate void of emotion .... Ever since that fateful night. Suddenly I'm interrupted from my thoughts from the captain "Snow , in my office. Now " He called , trying to be fucking intimidating which always disintegrates as soon as he states into my eyes . I stand and follow him into his office and close the door "Captain" "Snow did down. I wanted to give you an update on the Pedro case, unfortunately the C.I.A has authorisation to take the suspect and the case with them so you will have to do an official handover " he said . What the actual fuck is going on here , Pedro is my suspect and this is my case , but my mind is already running a thousand miles a minute ; What is going on here , first the "Mafia King" willingly gets caught, and in less then 30 minutes the C.I.A is all over this . There has to be a bigger chess piece at play here ,I just know it . But what could it be ?

After doing all the paperwork for the transfer of said suspect in custody, it's time to take Pedro out of the cell and into the C.I.As hands . This should technically be done by an officer but I need answers so I informed the captain that I will be incharge of the transfer . As I reached the cell I see Pedro who looks at me dead in the eye and waits something completely unexpected......"The injustice within the the justice and the lawless within the law, is the consensus of the few figures, on such crime " And just when I'm about to question his mea