Natasha LaBlanche's head was pounding like a hammer on a nail.It felt just as heavy.
Her superior Detective Ryan Sanders had just insulted her and tried to make up a few moments ago.She wondered why she had not listened to what he had to say and had stormed out of the NYPD Precinct 3.She would probably get some kind of warning or remark for lashing out while on duty.She didn't care.What Ryan Sanders had done was not right.Something had to be done.And she knew what that would be.
Natasha was a woman not to be messed with also.Much like Octavia herself, only less dominating, she loved that things would always go her way.She was the center of attention when she had been placed at the 3rd Precinct.All men wanted her and all women envied her.A woman of such perfect a body was supposed to be a model, they thought, not a cop.But she knew that if she would have been a model, there would be women more beautiful than her.She also knew that she would have every staff member under her heels at an institution unaware that beauty could have killer minds.
She was now sitting on the stairs outside the building of her apartment and sighed.She looked at her watch and smiled.There was still time.She walked up to her apartment and turned on the bath.She heard the gush of warm water and started getting ready to indulge in a luxurious bath with lots of bubbles.
She undressed and stepped into the warm water.She felt as though she were having a warm bath after the longest time.She shuddered as she put one leg inside, waited for a second and then relaxed her whole body into the tub.She kept her cell phone on the soap table beside her bath tub, closed her eyes and tried to drift off to sleep.
Suddenly, she felt and heard a vibration.He phone no doubt, was ringing, but she had kept it on the vibration mode, so no sound came out.Thinking that it would be Sanders calling to make up, she paid no heed to it and closed her eyes again.
A few moments later, her phone vibrated yet again.This time, she lifted her head and took her phone in her hand so that she could smash it to the ground.Instead, on seeing the number on the screen, she stopped short.It wasn't Sanders.It was an unknown number.She pressed the green button and spoke into it.Her voice echoed off the bathroom floors.
"Hello?"
"How dare you not pick up the phone?" said a grim but heavy voice.On hearing the voice, Natasha sat up straight in the tub.
"Is that really you? I'm so sorry Sir.I was just about to call you, I really was."
"You know your deadline is fast approaching."
"Yes.I know, its tomorrow, if I'm not wrong?"
"No.I've changed my mind.Its today, in about 4 seconds.Now tell me if-"
"I want in.",She said, hoping she would not regret her decision later.
"Good, await further notice."
Natasha heard a click and slumped back into the tub.She felt a rush of relief shudder through her body.The deed was done.She would get her revenge and let her new boss get his through her.It was a bargain, she knew.But it was a bargain that would eventually cost her more than she could pay, this was new.
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Octavia Tocci was leaning out the window now.She had accepted her fate now and didn't exactly care what was to happen to her.She was actually surprised at how she was feeling since she was a woman in the middle of the race of life.Then again, she was so fed up of this fast paced life, that she had once considered going to the suburbs and living all alone in a big house, with a small pooch like a chiwawa or a pomiranian.
