Killer Heels and Prada

Chapter 14

  A few minutes later James arrived at an apartment complex across town. James jumped out of the car and saw the waiting policemen. "Is he in there?" James asked an officer close to him. "Yes, we have him surrounded. We had orders from high up to wait on you to get here, are you sure you're up to this man? I mean with your shoulder in a sling and all?" the officer asked. "Yes." James replied and pulled out his gun. "All right, now I want everyone to follow me in and back me up, there is no way and hell I'm going to let this guy get away, he will be stopped." James said. All of the officers got into place and James had a bullet proof vest put on and then he signaled with his hand and the officers radioed several others from different entrances and then James started leading the group towards the apartment, where their killer lay waiting.

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Miranda sat in her office and did her best not to fidget "Please let him be alright." Miranda whispered and looked up to find Nigel in her doorway. "Has James called you yet?" he asked. "No, he hasn't, but it's only been about 20 minutes so I see no reason to be worried, after all he did have to get there first, and I'm sure he wouldn't just go storming into some building like a lunatic. Then again from what M has told me that could be a possibility." Nigel looked at her, and closed her office door. "You do realize it will be slightly difficult to have a private conversation in this building." Nigel joked referring to the fact that just about every office in RUNWAY had glass walls, including Miranda's and Nigel's. Miranda let the corners of her mouth tip up. "yet that didn't stop you from bursting in here earlier and informing me that I was in love now did it?" Miranda said. "No your right it absolutely did not, but I couldn't help it, and besides it was only a few minutes after you got here, everyone in the office was still trying to compose themselves from seeing you. They were all hoping you would be staying out of the office today, much to their disappointment." Nigel said. "Nigel come with me to the main conference room, it's the only place here, other than the closets that do not have glass walls, and so having the conversation you want to have will have to take place either there or in a closet and you mentally incompetent if you think we will be having this discussion in a closet." Miranda said and got up. They walked out of her office together. "Emily, Nigel and I are not to be disturbed unless I get an important call from James. That's all." Miranda said as she breezed past. "Yes Miranda" Emily replied. Miranda and James made their way to the conference room at the other end of the RUNWAY floor and as soon as the door was shut Nigel turned to her and asked her "Does James know?"

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James and the other officers arrived outside the door of apartment 304, and James carefully picked the lock and then turned to the other officers. "On the count of three." James said. "One, two...three!" James turned the knob and flung open the door and held his gun up. "KYLE BLANKINDHIP, COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP YOU SON-OF-A-BITCH!" James yelled as he advanced further into the room with the police behind him. A young, well built man came out of a room, which appeared to be a bedroom, and sneered. "What the fuck is going on here you assholes?" Kyle asked. "You know exactly what this is about you homicidal bastard." James said and advanced on him. "Oh! You must be talking about the murders of all of those precious RUNWAY editors, I recognize you, yes you're the infamous James Bond! Sent to protect the only editor there was left to kill. The most profitable RUNWAY magazine and the most famous, most beautiful of the editors, the legend herself, Miranda Priestly. Well congratulations." He said and started clapping his hands. "It's a shame really, she really is quite gorgeous, I would just love to be able fuck her senseless, fuck that frigid look right off of her face. That video of you two on Irv's jet was quite steamy. Tell me have you managed to get past second base with her yet? If so just how good is she? Is she as frigid in bed as she is in everyday life? What does she taste like?" Kyle asked. James couldn't take the way he was talking about Miranda any longer and he lunged at the man. Quickly pinning him to the ground; ignoring the mild pain in his shoulder. One of the officers tossed a pair of handcuffs to him and James secured them tightly to the killer. "Your under arrest you sorry bastard, and you better thank God there was a room full of police men here with me otherwise you could have kissed you sorry, good for nothing ass goodbye for what you just said about Miranda." James said and got up and then roughly yanked the man up."Get this jack ass out of my sight before I kill him." James said and shoved him to some of the officers. James and a couple of the other officers then walked and searched the house. James opened the man's bedroom and stared in shock at what he saw.