PIECE IN MY CHAOS

As the sky

Today

RUSH

"She is hot"

-"I know"

"Hot as fuck"

-"I know"

"And has a brain size the fuckin Alaska."

-"I know"

"We're going to get screwed in this deal"

-"I know"

Roscoe stood up from bar stool and went through the door.

"I hope you know what you doing"

Rush hoped the same thing.

Making a deal with a new judge in the town, who is former shark lawyer is not what he had in mind when Delgado said he had a plan to take down Valenzuela. Shark lawyer... Well, not such a shark. According to Nightingale, Aleja Rivera, back in her lawyerdays was known as "La Baracuda". She was known for being merciless in court, taking down every single of her opponents. She also liked taking cases against narco bosses, putting away some of the biggest dealers in the world. Then three years ago, she became a judge, but still taking the cases related to drugs, just this time in a judge chair, instead the lawyer one. Rush assumed this was something personal for her. No one would be that stupid, risking their life so much, just for the sake of bussines. She moved to Denver, her hometown, seven months ago, bringin with her her stack of security. Something Rush thought it was not enough. With that amount of fallen narco bosses, she should have at least 30 bodyguards 24/7. But, when he saw her, for the first time, downtown couple of weeks ago, she was with eight of them. Eight. Woman with type of enemies, looking like she does, walks around with just eight bodyguards. Guess she isn't smart as they said.

He was riding when her SUV pulled over on side of street and he stopped to see who it was, cause, three others SUVs, carrying her guard, pulled over as well. He recognised her personal bodyguard, James Sullivan, but everyone called him Wall. Cause he was build like one.

When she stepped out... Jesus. Roscoe was wrong. She wasn't hot as fuck. She was out of this fucking world.He didn't see much of her face, cause she immediately went towards the bulding and wearin huge sunglasses. But  her long dark hair falling all over her shoulders, down to her back gleaming in the sun was enough to bring men down to their knees. Combine that with the skirt she had on and the blouse, reveling her black bra... The skirt was just under her knees, but leather and so fucking thight, Rush had troubles staying on his bike. 

Yeah, this wasn't good.

Their first meeting was tomorrow in her office. 

And fuck him, Rush couldn't wait.