Mr. and Mrs. Black

Prelude

|Abigail|

"I'm innocent, it wasn't me!" I yelled as the two cops dragged me in cuffs into an interrogation room.

"Aye, Aye watch my fu.cking wrists!" I hissed in pain when the man tugged me into the room harshly and made me sit down in a chair.

"Sit down and shut up," one of them said gruffly.

"That's no way to treat a lady, cabron," I scoffed to show that I was offended.

"You're no lady," he said and crossed his arms as he stood against the wall beside the other cop.

"Watch it or I'll cut off your huevos the first chance I get. Now, where's my lawyer and I want my fu.cking phone call. I want my--" my loud ranting was cut off by the sound of the door clicking open.

A man dressed in black pants and a fancy looking white shirt walked in holding a thick folder.

"I didn't do it. You can't prove shit," I hissed and leaned forward in my chair as he sat down across from me. He didn't utter a word and opened the folder to flip through the papers.
"Unless you're going to charge me, you have 48 hours to question me and then you're forced to let me walk," I recited as I had done so many times before.

"We're not going to throw you in jail, Ms. Ortiz. That is if you help us we will help you." The man explained in a smooth voice and looked up with his dark eyes finding my own.

"How do you know my--"

"Although clean, the faint trail you leave behind is still traceable. Let me cut to the point here. I want you to help me bring down Dominic Cortez." The man further explained.

"Why the hell would I do that?" I spat out. I wasn't smart, but I wasn't stupid either. Only a fool or a cop would even think about going after Ortiz.

"Because if you don't then you're looking at forty to sixty years in prison from the evidence and crimes you're connected with." The man said nonchalantly. I felt my eyes grow wide and my mouth drop open.

"You're going to have to sweeten the pot, cabron." I suggested and leaned back in the chair once I got over my shock. I knew that if I ended up in the pen that it would be bad, I just didn't expect it to be forty to sixty years bad.

"No prison time, we swipe your record clean, and we'll send you anywhere in the world." He offered and closed the folder. I cocked my eyebrow waiting for more."And we'll throw in ten grand. That's more than you deserve." He added.

"Bien, now let me loose and point me in the direction of the f.ucker." I finalized.

"You'll be going undercover, Ms. Ortiz."

"Uh, I don't do that p.ussy fighting shit. You want me to kill someone I'll get it done in 24 hours." I stated. I wasn't about to play f*cking dress up.
"Ms. Ortiz, you'll be going undercover with one of our finest agents as a married couple in a neighborhood suspected as being one of Cortez's trafficking areas." The man began.

"What?" I hissed.

"As of today Ms. Ortiz you are Mrs. June Black." I knew I should have just stayed in bed this morning.

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About two hours after the man had left he returned, but not alone. Another man, a younger man, followed behind wearing a tight black shirt and dress pants. His dark styled up hair and clean shaven face made him look like he'd be a prick.

"Who's this?" The Prick asked as his eyes looked down on me from where I still sat cuffed in the chair.

"I'm Batman, bitch. Who the f.uck are you?" I asked harshly.

"Aren't you just a peach." The Prick humored with his lip curling up in distate. I hated his kind, the kind that looked down on everyone who didn't grow up with a silver spoon in their mouth.

"Ranger, this is Abigail Ortiz. She's going to be working with you." The man explained and the Prick whipped around his head to look back at the man in disbelief.

"Her?" He pointed an accusing finger at me.

"Rudeness." I scoffed.

"Yes her."

"But, she's--she's a bitch!" The Prick exclaimed. I felt my body heat up and hackles raise.

"Bitch? Bitch?! I'll cut off your damn huevos and shove them down your f.ucking throat!" I fumed.

"See." The Prick motioned to me. My eyes narrowed on him. I didn't need a partner for the job and I most certainly didn't need him. F.ucking Prick.

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