Cold-Blooded

Drug Commandeer

Lauren's POV

I fix the police jacket over my uniform and grab my keys to my Tesla. I enter my car and start driving to the police department. I hear my radio saying some news about some random stuff that really isn't important. Upon arriving at the station, I see Zayn and Louis walking out to their police car. I park my Tesla and get out. "Where are you guys going?" I asked, walking up to them.

"Well well well, Lieutenant Jauregui I didn't think you'll be coming in today," Zayn stops.

"Vacation is over, time to get back to business," I rest my hands on my Police Officer duty belt.

"Of course well we're going to go see the Mongols," Zayn says.

"I'll come with," I lock my car and get in the driver's side of the police car.

Zayn and Louis get in as well, putting their seat belts on. I pull out of the parking spot and start driving to the Mongols MC biker joint. Upon arriving, all the members who were hanging out outside look at our police car and start talking amongst themselves. Zayn, Louis, and I all get out of the police car and walk up to them.

"Let us through," I said firmly.

They all move aside and I open the joint door. Every member looks at us and conceals away all the drugs which really wasn't necessary since we already saw them.

"We already saw the drugs dumbasses bring them out, come on cuff em up," I said.

They all groan and bring the drugs over to Zayn and Louis which take them in their arms and out to the car.

I see Camila and Colson come in, rolling their eyes when they see me. "Ah ah come on down now." Both of them come down and stop in front of me.

"What do you want Lieutenant?" Camila asks me.

"Looks like you guys bought more drugs, are you finally going to tell us where your fucking getting them?" I ask her.

"I'm not a fucking snitch," Camila takes a hit from her blunt.

I grab it and take a hit, "Wow hits well." I throw it on the floor and stomp on it with my black military tactical boots. "So who is it?" I ask Camila again. Camila looks around, avoiding eye contact with me. "Okay so is it Liam Payne?" I ask and that catches her attention.

"No," She says, "Why are you in my joint Lieutenant?"

"We got a report of hardcore drugs around this area again and that's weird because nobody else is out here except y'all," I explain.

"You took all of our drugs are you happy now? Fucking leave," Camila groans getting frustrated with me.

"We're satisfied don't try to get by us Camila because it won't work and Colson, don't give me those fucking looks," I said, pull my pants more up and leave the gang joint.

Camila's POV

I cross my arms glaring as the Lieutenant leaves. Once their police car is out of sight I grab a glass and shatter it. "This is fucking bullshit another load of fucking drugs they took," I groan.

"I don't fucking know who keeps snitching, which one of y'all are fucking backstabbers?" Colson raises his voice.

Nobody speaks up so I pull out my knife, grabbing one of the members. "Who fucking told?" I asked.

"I-i don't know boss," The member stutters.

I grit my teeth and slit his throat blood dripping down rapidly. I let his body fall to the floor and I go back to my office. "Get rid of the fucking body!" I raise my voice before slamming my office door shut.

I sit down on my desk chair and take off my leather jacket. Sometimes I wish Gerald was here and not fucking gone to I don't know where he's so fucking closed off, I miss him a lot but I can never get a hold of him.

I grab the bottle of whiskey and pour some in my glass. I throw the empty glass bottle to the wall causing it to crash into pieces. I lean back, taking a long ass sip from my whiskey, and grab my phone. I want to know if Austin has any clients for me tonight so I can angrily fuck someone or have them angrily fuck me.

The phone rings a couple of times until the boy picks up. "Hi, Camila what's up?" He asks on the other line.

"What up boss is there any clients for me tonight?" I ask.

"Let me check real quick Karla." He goes silent for a minute or two than speaks up again. "Yup it's David his wife isn't home so he's taking advantage."

"Why do you always give me the same fucking people whatever he's good in bed he might be in his forties but whatever tell him I'm available," I smile.

"Calling Mr. Beckham now, bye Camila."

I hang up and hear a knock on my office door. I see Colson walk in and he gives me a warm smile. "What's up, Baker?" I ask.

"I was thinking, what if we go to the police station and get our drugs back?" He suggests.

"Are you fucking dumb Colson? I mean I could I just need to get into the Lieutenant's car and open the trunk I know those bitches take my drugs and smoke it for themselves," I stroke my chin.

"Alright bet let's do it," Colson says and I stand up.

We enter my black 1969 Dodge Charger and I start driving to the police station. Once we arrived there we get out and Colson takes out the wire hanger with a wedge at the end. He slides the wire hanger in and unlocks the car. He opens the car door, opens the trunk and I grab my drugs. Colson opens my car door and we put them in.

Lauren's POV

We walk out to see that Colson and Camila took the drugs. "Let 'em go," I hold my arms out to stop Zayn and Louis from charging at them. The 1969 Dodge Charger drives away and I bite my lower lip.

"The COP won't be happy about this Jauregui," Zayn says.

"Don't worry we'll get 'em, come on let's go do our work. I'll stop by tonight." I pat his chest and push them both back inside the police station. I sit down in my office chair and bite down on my pen. "Bad girl I fucking like it god she's so hot," I whisper, going back to work. When night comes, I enter my own police car and start driving to the biker joint.