Detective Ln; An Adam Ruzek Love Story

Bad Boys

Yn's POV

As soon as the sun hit my eyes, I was awake. I stretched quickly and sat up, the memories from last time flowing through me. I looked over at Adam and smiled because I loved the way he looked when he slept. I laid back down in bed, resting my head on Adam's chest. "Mm. Morning gorgeous" Adam said and laid his arm over me. "Morning" I say just as my phone buzzed. I groaned and rolled over, looking at who had texted. "That was Voight. He wants us down at the district" I say. "Right. We should probably get going then" Adam said.

"Valerie Gilchrist, 19 years old. Just graduated from the Culinary Institute. No priors, no red flags. Her sister died when they were kids, but other than that, she's led a privileged life" Kim said. "Do we buy her dad's story that she was there in Little Village to blog about tacos" Jay asked. "Her social media is mostly about food. Best salsas, hole in the wall. According to 'The Reader,' Coto's has the number three ranked taco in Chicago" I say. "Wrong place, wrong time" Kevin said. "Check this out. We looked at the pattern of the previous robberies. The crew knew when these places would be fat and how to slip away without being detected. They case these joints, probably ate there. Makes sense they're from the neighborhood" Antonio said.

"If they're worried about her being a witness why not just silence her there" Jay asked. "She's a white girl. Maybe they thought she was worth something" Kevin said. "Or they grabbed her for other reasons" Hailey said. "When we find this crew, we find her, so search databases for anyone convicted of robberies living around Little Village. Now let's get some extra patrol units in here, and pull in every banger with an open warrant" Voight said.

I started searching cameras all over the city for the blue honda that supposedly belonged to our kidnapper, and I finally got a hit. "Sarge, I've got something. I checked the traffic cams by Coto's Taco and I got a hit on that blue Honda" I say and show him a photo where a garbage worker was standing right in front of the blue car. "Nice work Ln. Hailey, you and Jay head over to Streets and San. Get this guy's name and go talk to him" Voight said.

The man in the photo, Hugo Sanchez, pointed us in the direction of a warehouse, and when we searched it, we found Valerie and sent her to the hospital. Valerie was not much help to us, but when we talked to some of the other restaurants that were in Little Village, we were lead to Johnny Marquez, and he lead us to someone else.

"Pablo Sosa. According to Marquez he's the leader of the stickup crew. He's got a rap sheet to the floor. He just did four years of Stateville for accessory to murder. No current address" Antonio said. "Yeah, and Marquez says that he thinks Sosa's working with a young banger named Jorge Luna" Voight said. "Pablo's the fat guy, so that's our shooter" Jay said. "Alright, we got any leads" Voight asked. "Yeah, Jorge Luna has one prior for possession, sentenced last month; 200 days of community service" Kim said. "Right, and didn't his parole officer say that's he's working off that case at Clean Up Chicago" I ask. "Well, find out where they're cleaning and pick him up now" Voight said.

We picked up Jorge, and Voight tried to interview him, but had no luck. "Okay, so Jorge said he was chilling with Pablo at the time of the murder, but that can't be confirmed because Pablo is in the wind" I say. "Phone records" Voight asked. "Neither one has a registered phone. I'm assuming they have burner phones. Jorge had one when we busted him" Kim said. "This kid's lying. We just have to push a little harder" Adam said. "Yeah, but we have no prints, no surveillance, nothing to put Jorge at the scene. All we got is the word of Johnny Marquez, which, at this point isn't worth too much" Kevin said.

Voight then had a quick conversation with Jay over the phone, and when we hung up, he sighed. "Well, Hugo Sanchez just got popped" Voight said. "Looks like Pablo's silencing all witnesses" Antonio said. "Tough way to earn 500k" Kim said. "Alright, let's get Valerie in here" Voight said. "What for? I already showed her a photo right at the hospital" Kim said. "Well, this time we'll show her a line-up. Maybe if she's Jorge in person, something'll click" Voight said.

Valerie could not ID Jorge, so we let him go in hopes that the first person he would talk to was Pablo. Adam and I were in one car and Jay and Hailey were in another following Jorge. We pulled to the curb on the street he was walking on and parked the car. Jorge kept giving the car weird looks, and I knew that if we didn't do something to get him off our track, we'd me caught. "I've got an idea" I say and unbuckle my seat belt. "What is it" Adam asked me. I ignored Adam's question and pushed his seat back a bit before straddling him and pressing my lips to his.

Adam responded by kissing me back, his hands finding a spot on my hips. When I pulled away, Adam groaned. "What the hell was that for" Adam asked me. I nodded to Jorge who was now ignoring us. "Whenever people see a couple making out in a car, they get uncomfortable and walk away" I say. "You could've just leaned over from your seat" Adam said. I smiled and pecked his lips. "You and I both know you like this way better" I say. "You're not wrong" Adam replied.

"So, I've been wanting to talk to you about this Antonio thing. I think it's time to move on" I say. "I know. I get it. I'm trying, but, I don't know. It's pretty tough. He's always judging and critiquing. He plays by the book" Adam said. "True, but that doesn't make him a bad person or a bad cop. In my opinion he's a great cop because he's always the first one through the door" I say.

"50, 21, Henry, shots fired, emergency 1200 Race Street" Hailey said into the radio. Adam and I climbed out of the car, and as we did, Hailey used the radio again. "Westbound in the alley." We ran down the alley and saw Jorge car jack a truck. "5021 Lincoln, carjacking on-site, gray pickup truck. Plates are 8, 4, 9. That's all I've got. Be advised, offender is armed" I say into my radio.

Adam and I then got back into our car and drove over to where Hailey and Jay were. "We lost Jorge. He jacked a gray pickup truck, so I put out a flash message" I say. "Pablo didn't make it. I found this next to the body. It's a .380, same caliber as the other murder" Jay said and held up a gun using a cloth. "I just got a hit on that gray pickup. It's in a restaurant in the West Loop" Adam said. "We'll meet you there" Hailey said.

"We went to the restaurant, but Jorge's gone. He's in the wind" Adam said once we got back to the district. "Check this out. Valerie works at the restaurant part-time. The manager said that he was looking for her" I say. "He's looking for Valerie" Hailey asked. "Yeah, we got a beat car sitting on it just in case she comes back" I say. "How does he even know where she works" Jay asked. "Hey guys. Jorge and Valerie are dating" Kim said. "What" Voight asked. "Yeah, they're dating. I found a private DM app that she downloaded so messages stay off the radar. According to this, they've been hooking up for about a month" Kim said. "Find Valerie now" Voight said.

We got Valerie down here, and she told us the truth of what happened that night. Pablo killed the man in the restaurant where Jorge and Valerie were. Then Pablo promised to drop Valerie off at home but tried to kill her instead. So, we tried to get Valerie on our side. We were currently in a park and had Valerie call Jorge to meet her because she had some money to give him. Everything was going well, and we had Jorge where we wanted him, but then Valerie turned on us and told Jorge to run.

Adam and I drove after him, and we managed to cut him off. Good news was, he couldn't drive the car he was in anymore. Bad news was, his car crashed right into my side of the car. "Yn? Are you okay" Adam asked me. "I think so. Just go after him. I'll be fine" I say. The team ended up getting Jorge, and now here I was sitting in an ambulance.

"I thought you said you were fine" Adam asked as he ran over to me. "I was hit by a car Adam. Of course I'm not fine" I say. "Are you hurt badly" Adam asked me. "It's just some bruised ribs. I'll live" I say. "Good. Because I think our bed at home is calling our name" Adam said to me. "With these bruised ribs? I don't think so" I say as Adam helped me down from the back of the ambulance. "Not even one round" Adam asked me. "We can have one round of drinks, but that's about it" I say. "That I will take" Adam said.