We Still Got It

Working for the Feds (Explicit)

Trevor sat in his disgusting bed contemplating ways to escape the place and find Roxanne. He sighed and put his free hand to his forehead as the worry about Roxanne consumed him. The man then heard a set of keys clinking together purposely causing his head to tilt upwards slowly only to see the female officer smiling and unlocking his cell. This was his chance, all he had to do was get her close enough a take her out and find Roxanne. "You get to see your girlfriend now. I bet you're really excited! It's going to be so cute." She grinned like a child and walked towards him quickly.

"I get to see Roxanne?" He asked in disbelief as his now free hand goes unnoticed. The officer nods and grabs his arm pulling him up with a dramatic effort.

"Get up or you won't see her!" She complained feeling the man stand up and tower over her. She laughed nervously and looked over to the hall which her destination was. "Follow me sir." She continues down the hallway hearing the man follow behind her silently. Her eyes glance at anything showing a reflection to keep an eye on the convict behind herself. Trevor watched the cop occasionally and glanced in every possible room he could.  He felt the anger in him swell as he became more impatient with the fact he hasn't seen Roxanne yet. The woman stops abruptly causing Trevor to almost bump into her. She opened the door stepping to the side allowing Trevor to enter first which he did silently. He stops in his tracks quickly scanning the room seeing the person he longed to see safe and sound.

"Thank god you're alright." He said in almost a whisper and walked over to the female embracing her which she did in return. He pulled back and looked at the female who looked highly stressed. "What did they ask you? Huh? About the scores?" He asked quickly watching her shake her head slolwy and felt her soft slightly sweaty hand against his own.

"They just want to talk." She looks over to the mirror feeling slightly disgusted and focused her attention on the worried man in front of herself. "And I promised them that you wouldn't hurt them. Can you do that for me?" She asks trying to hide her sarcasm in case he would pick it up and take it completely wrong.

"As long as nothing fucking pisses me off then we will be fine. No promises but I'll try." He said honestly earning a small laugh from the female beside him. She opened her mouth to speak only to have a male voice to replace her own.

"I'm glad you're willing to cooperate Mr. Philips." Sam walked inside with the female officer from before closing the door behind him walking to the table grabbing a chair and taking a seat.

"What the fuck do you want?" Trevor replied holding back his anger. Roxanne leans against the wall watching the two closely.

"I want you two to work for us. Mob boss wants ya dead. We both want the mob boss dead.  You kill him then he won't go after you and your buddies and less crime will be on the streets for us to clean up." Sam looked Trevor up and down and cleared his throat adding quickly, " well having to deal with your crime is an excruciating task on it's own. So a crazed political mobster is the last thing we need."

"What do we get out of this? Surely you know we were going to kill him without you breathing down our necks. So I'm assuming you have prepared another little lure for us." Roxanne said looking the officers dead in the eyes feeling Trevor glance at her silently then to the officers.

"You're smart. That's what I loved about you." Sam said with a smirk and nodded slowly staring at Roxanne.

"Wait? Loved?" Trevor asked feeling annoyed glancing at Roxanne who shushed him silently.

"We will burn your criminal records. Make sure any new records that come up are burnt as well." He stated casually and smiles. "We are willing to commit a federal offense for the death of this man."