Daddy's girl

Chapter 2

Glaceys pov.

We all stood as the last shot rang out and the funerals ended. I looked down at the two coffins in front of me. I saw my chief and I walked over. Badge in hand. "I'm done.", I said and handed it over and walked away.

Two days later...

"We aren't letting this go unanswered are we?", I asked. "Nope.", Dad said. Mason resigned and Sarah was reinstated. Dad went back to special
Op. And took me with him. Eventually bringing Sarah too. "We have to build a new team. I'm going to talk to a friend and see what I can find. You two stay here and finish setting up. I'll call when I need you.", Dad said to me and Sarah and walked out.

Dad eventually called and told me to meet at the trading course. Sarah was to go meet Marcus on some new info. As I pulled up into the drive my dad and another man stood waiting. I got out and dad tossed me a gun. "Is got sand blanks in it. We are testing some rookies today. We are doing a routine house entry. You'll be under the stairs. If you don't fire, take them hand to hand.", He said. I nodded and we headed in side.

I was crouched under the stairs. This was our third team and I was honestly tired of this. The men barged in and I waited for them to get up the stairs. Then sprung out! One knocked the gun from my hands! I sent a punch in return which blocked! He fought back and forth! Then he finally pinned me against the wall! "That's enough!", I heard my father! I froze and stared at the man. He had a thin beard. Dark eyes and dark hair. He stared right back at me. "You can let me go now.", I said softly. "Oh. Uh. Sorry.", he said quickly releasing me. I turned and looked at the other man. He wasn't as tall by had dirt blonde hair and matching mustache. "Simms.", he said sticking his hand out. I shook it and turned to the one who had fought me. "Just call me Johnny.", he said shaking my hand. "Glacey Kane. His daughter.", I said pointing up at my dad. "Explains the moves.", Simms mumbled. "Excuse me?", I said looking over at the man. "Oh no..", I heard my dad hum. "My "moves" have nothing to do with my genetics if that's what you are stating.", I snapped. "Well you probably raised in the business. Groomed and petted. All because of Daddy.", Simms smirked. I pulled my actual gun and pressed it right between his eyes! "Permission to shoot!?", I barked up at my father. "No Baby.", he said. I took at step back still aiming the gun at him. His hands raised. "Okay.... lets all calm down.", dad said. I sighed  and holstered my weapon. "Sorry dollface.", Simms said. My eyes widened. Then I stalked forward. "Do NOT call me that.", I hissed. I looked up at my father then stormed out the door.

Dad made arrangements with an all friend and used one of his resources to get us a hide out. A boat to be exact. We came aboard and Johnny and I started setting up. "You okay?", He asked. I looked over at him. "Why wouldn't I be?", I asked. "Just noticed how it set you off when Simms called you doll face. I just don't wanna make the same mistake.", He half joked. I paused. Trying to think of what to say next. "He used to call me that. Brett Radner. One of the team members that was killed. Along with my best friend Juliet. Almost our entire team was killed. Mason was killed just recently. And now there is just Sarah, Dad and I. Sure I wasn't part of the team on paper. But I worked more cases with them than my own unit.", I said with a sad smile on my lips. "Were you and Radner a thing?", he asked cautiously. I chuckled. "Hell no. Him and Sarah had a thing, she even got his flag from his casket.", I said. "He was like the brother I never had.", I finally said. "Well I know I'm not him but if you ever need to talk... I'm here.", he said softly. I looked over at him softly and gave him a smile. He returned it. "Thanks.", "No problem Baby girl.", he winked. Causing another smile to tug at my lips.