"Be careful who you bring into your life."
Lauren Smith, 25, is a highly ranked agent in the Chicago division of the DEA. Although she is located in Chicago where she lives with her husband, she is assigned to the case of Hakeem "Harlem" James in Ne...
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I grabbed my Burberry messenger bag and my Venti Starbucks caramel macchiato, as I closed the door to my Porsche Cayenne with my foot. I walked as fast as I could from the parking garage, into my office building where I was currently late for a meeting that started 15 minutes ago.
I sent a quick text to my partner James, to let him know that I was in the elevator on my way up. It felt like the elevator made a stop at every floor, before finally making it to my destination.
To: James
I'm on my way up now on the elevator.
From: James
Hurry up, or that's your ass.
Pushing my way off of the elevator, I mumbled multiple "sorry's" as I bumped past people. I made it to my office and quickly dropped off all of my belongings, grabbing my coffee and my Macbook, before walking into the conference room.
I let out the breath that I was holding in as soon as I made it in the room, but instead I was met with everyone's eyes looking at me.
I cleared my throat, "Good morning everyone, sorry for being late, I had a small emergency," I half-lied before going to take a seat next to James, who shaking his head while quietly laughing at me.
I kicked him under the table with my heel and gave him a look before opening my Mac to take notes.
A message from my husband, Paul, popped up in the corner of my screen.
From: Paul 💓
Dinner tonight?
To: Paul
That sounds perfect to me.
"Ah, just the lady we were waiting on," my supervisor stated as he smiled at me.
I gave him a confused look, "Did I do something wrong?"
"No, not at all. We have the DEA's head administrator from headquarters in D.C. is here with us today," he said as he motioned towards the older gentleman who was standing next to him. I was very familiar with his face, since he was the head of the entire DEA as a whole.
I immediately tensed up, I didn't even notice him since I was in such a rush coming into the meeting. "Excuse me for being so rude, I was in a rush," I sincerely apologized.
"You are completely fine Ms. Smith. I traveled out to Chicago today to appoint you for the head investigator position in one of the biggest cases we've had in years. We're following the case of Hakeem "Harlem" Brewster, who is responsible for numerous drug rings and murder cases throughout the city of New York."
