Beyonce Knowles
Monday
March 18th 2017
7:53amI was sitting at my desk looking down at my freshly manicured nails. There wasn't much happening today. I was assigned to desk duty which means I was going to be stuck in this dirty ass police station all day. I was about to check my phone for messages when my boss walks over to me.
"Knowles I got you a new file." My boss said slamming a manilla file on my desk.
"This is awful thin." I said frowning my brows and examining the contents of the file.
"We don't know much about the case or anything thats why were giving it to you." I looked through the file again pulling out the few papers that were in there. The suspects gender, location, name, height, weight, nationality, criminal record, was all unknown they don't even have a finger print. This was going to be hard. The only information i had to go off of was a list of crimes that seemed to be related. No suspects or witness were connected to these crimes so I was going to have to find everything out on my own. I'm the only black female police here so a lot of other officers give me a hard time and all the hard cases but I figure them out and always remain on top. The list of crimes included break ins, bank robberies, murders, and drug trafficking. I first started off by placing the crimes in chronological order. I noticed a pattern. Break in, robbery, murder, drugs. So I came up with two conclusions, either it was a coincidence or it was a routine for a gang. After about a hour of thinking and drawing things out I now knew my first move. All these crimes took place within a 10 to 15 mile radius of each other. So I'm going to patrol a few blocks and see what I could find. I grab the coffee off my desk and get in my car. I was dressed casually so I wouldn't look suspicious on my route. After circling a few blocks I saw a boy who had to be about 17 or the corner holding some guys hand. I knew it was a drug deal so I called the boy over to my car.
"Wassup ma. What you need?" He asked leaning in my car. I got a good look at his brown freshly shaven face.
"Let me hold 5 grams." I said simply
"That's going to run you a dub." He said licking his lips looking up and down the street
"I got it." I shrugged. Giving him a 20 in exchange for weed. I chuckled to myslef as I pulled out my hand cuffs and cuffed him.
"Man I should have known you was a pig." He said under his breath as I put him in the back of my car.
"Sit back and shut up." I instructed heading back to the police station. I picked this boy up 3 blocks away from a recent bank robbery and 1 block away from a recent murder. He had to know something. I pulled into the police station and guided him into one of the questioning rooms.
"Don't I get one phone call." He asked. I didn't reply instead I lead him to the phone a stepped a few feet away.
"Climb the ladder and scream when you get to the top." I heard him say before hanging up. That was awfully strange. I escorted him back to the room to start questioning.
"Lets get straight to it. Who do you sell for?" I asked politely
"I'm not telling you shit lady." He shurgged leaning back in his chair
"Ok how about this. Either you tell me what you know or I lock your young ass up." I said calmly trying to negotiate a deal
"All you got me for is possession and selling. Ill be out in a few months. That ain't shit." He rolled his eyes waving his hand through the air
"I can also stick you with a murder charge and a robbery." I said chewing my gum
"Man I ain't have shit to do with those."he mumbled
"So who did?" I asked
"Look lady I work for a dude name Ox. I overheard him on the Phone a few days ago talking about robbing that bank on 6th. But other than that I don't know shit. I'm only a seller Ox is my leader and above him is our distributor and on top is the king pin." He answered. I had enough information to make my next move but I still wanted more
"So what does this Ox look like? Where can I find him?" I asked tapping my foot
"He be around tree park over in Brooklyn. He about 6'2 real buff nigga. Bald got a tattoo of his moms on his right arm and he drives a black Cadillac." He said describing him enough that I could sketch a portrait of this man
"Thanks...I didn't catch your name." I said extending my hand towards him
"Kilo." He answered shaking my hand.
"Thank you kilo. You may go. Stay out of trouble." I said watching him leave the station. That wasn't hard at all.
Kilo
Monday
March 18th 2017
9:13amI walked out the police station smiling like a mothafucka. I looked across the street to see a familiar black car. I dabed up kash doll who was my real leader.
"Wassup kilo." She asked as I got in the car
"Nothing much." I shurgged watching her drive down the street.
"So what happened?" She asked lighting a blunt and blowing the smoke out the window
"Pig caught me slangin." I answered simply
"She grill you?" She asked stopping at a traffic light
"Yea." I nodded
"What you tell her?" She asked making sure that I had my shit right. If I was to slip up and say the wrong thing that could be my life on the line.
"I told her that I work for Ox. But check this. She started peicing together the puzzle. She a smart bitch. She know that whoever robbed the bank killed the kid on 14th and robbed the house three blocks over. But I told her that Ox was my leader and above him was a distributor. Once she reaches his distributor she'll be a step closer to the pin." I explained
"Boss lady would be proud." She smiled parting my shoulder
"Aye you ever seen what boss lady look like?" I asked. Ive been selling for about 2 years now and I still don't know what boss lady look like
"Nah but i heard she be everywhere people just don't know who she is." She answered blowing smoke
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