[IC] Dirty Cops

[KatherinWinter]

It was the beginning of the a new shift change. The overnights were going over cases with the new those taking over for the day shift. It was 8:30 am. The station was bursting at the seams with cops. It seemed chaotic. But it wasn't everyone knew where they were suppose to be and what they were suppose to do. The captain watched wondering how many of those gather at the station were honest trust worthy cops and those who were working on for the criminals they were trying to catch. He had no delusions that they were all good guys. He knew that some of them were helping the criminals. It happened in almost every department.

[Kurai Assassin]

Jack stood at the far end of the gun range. He enjoyed the fact that nobody talked to him or even knew his name. The guys at the academy when he first started knew it but they never told anyone any higher up than themselves. he put his P226 on the table with the barrel facing down range.

[Sifter]

Stepping out of his car the man walked into the diner, having found where Viktor sat, he walked towards him and silently greeted him: "Fox." Kamarov returned the favor: "Francis." Exchanging greetings, the men started digesting their food. During their meal, they were secretly discussing their case: "So, what's the color of the day?" "Green." "Is the powerboat race still a thing?" "Yeah, our "friends" are going to be there." "Good." Having ate their food, the men paid and left the dinner. Outside of the dinner, Francis made a comment: "If this goes smooth, the Gator will be behind bars by tomorrow." Viktor had jokingly replied: "Crushing this cities prostitution ring, one pimp at a time." Having got into their cars, the duo left. Their next destination was a powerboat race that was going to happen soon.

[nerminator]

the terrorists gun made a couple clicking sounds. and walked towards the stall with rage, and attempted to kick it open, but right before that Jeffrey swung open the stall door causing it to smash right into the terrorists face causing him to fall onto the group with a broken nose unconscious. jeffrey almost laughed, it was comical. and then noticed the bullet hole in his leg, he was bleeding out. I knew I should've skipped school today he thought as everything gotten dark and he fell to sleep too,

[Savi]

Adelisa grumbled angrily at the fact that she was hung up on. She parked near the center and immediately went into action. She silently entered the otherwise silent building, well she could hear the whimpers and cries of the surviving hostages. She decided, seeing as back up was scarce, she would just enter. Of course, that was a rookie mistake, but she had to do what she had too with such little resources. "I hope I don't die" she mumbled to herself before opening the door slowly and softly. She noticed there really wasn't much of anything in the hallway, but she had to take precautions. She noticed the bathroom at the end of the hall and pointed her gun in front of her defensively, pointing it in corners or anywhere her line of vision did not precieve. She made her way to the bathroom and saw the door was wide open. Adelisa entered and noticed the bodies on the ground with a smirk. "You just had to get into the act- Jeffery?! You can not be serious! You just had to be the hero!" She scrambled past the unconcious bodies to kneel down next to Jeffery. "Get up, wuss. It's a bullet wound in the leg, not a shot near your heart. You'll be fine" she said as she ripped off a sleeve from one of her favorite blouses and tied it around the injury to try and reduce the bleeding. "You owe me a new shirt" she mumbled angrily. She tried to help him up, but her stature wasn't helping any.

[KatherinWinter]

Griffin didn't respond to the hostage situation at the gun rang. What would have been the point? OH he headed in that direction. No since in tipping off the captain that he wasn't on the up and up. Got to make the higher up think that your playing the game. Especially when your not. Being a good cop just wasn't something he could do. No matter how much he wanted to.

[nerminator]

Adelisa grumbled angrily at the fact that she was hung up on. She parked near the center and immediately went into action. She silently entered the otherwise silent building, well she could hear the whimpers and cries of the surviving hostages. She decided, seeing as back up was scarce, she would just enter. Of course, that was a rookie mistake, but she had to do what she had too with such little resources. "I hope I don't die" she mumbled to herself before opening the door slowly and softly. She noticed there really wasn't much of anything in the hallway, but she had to take precautions. She noticed the bathroom at the end of the hall and pointed her gun in front of her defensively, pointing it in corners or anywhere her line of vision did not precieve. She made her way to the bathroom and saw the door was wide open. Adelisa entered and noticed the bodies on the ground with a smirk. "You just had to get into the act- Jeffery?! You can not be serious! You just had to be the hero!" She scrambled past the unconcious bodies to kneel down next to Jeffery. "Get up, wuss. It's a bullet wound in the leg, not a shot near your heart. You'll be fine" she said as she ripped off a sleeve from one of her favorite blouses and tied it around the injury to try and reduce the bleeding. "You owe me a new shirt" she mumbled angrily. She tried to help him up, but her stature wasn't helping any.

Savi

jeffrey woke up to a another cop yelling at him. how long did I fall unconscious?. and gotten up off of the toilet which he fallen asleep ontop of. and apparently he owed another girl another shirt. jesus I'm fine, also you have like. 20 other shirts and was cut off by the door opening again. another terrorist walked through saying hey joe you- OH CRAP!! jeffrey immediately grabbed adelisa's gun and shot the terrorist twice. once in the leg and once in the head by accident. oops jeffrey said noticing that he shot the poor bastard in the head,

[The Slenderman]

John looked around the station, he sniffed the air it was full of cigarette smoke, the slackers smoking on the job he thought to himself, he was not as corrupt as his Co- Workers.

[Savi]

Adelisa grumbled angrily at the fact that she was hung up on. She parked near the center and immediately went into action. She silently entered the otherwise silent building, well she could hear the whimpers and cries of the surviving hostages. She decided, seeing as back up was scarce, she would just enter. Of course, that was a rookie mistake, but she had to do what she had too with such little resources. "I hope I don't die" she mumbled to herself before opening the door slowly and softly. She noticed there really wasn't much of anything in the hallway, but she had to take precautions. She noticed the bathroom at the end of the hall and pointed her gun in front of her defensively, pointing it in corners or anywhere her line of vision did not precieve. She made her way to the bathroom and saw the door was wide open. Adelisa entered and noticed the bodies on the ground with a smirk. "You just had to get into the act- Jeffery?! You can not be serious! You just had to be the hero!" She scrambled past the unconcious bodies to kneel down next to Jeffery. "Get up, wuss. It's a bullet wound in the leg, not a shot near your heart. You'll be fine" she said as she ripped off a sleeve from one of her favorite blouses and tied it around the injury to try and reduce the bleeding. "You owe me a new shirt" she mumbled angrily. She tried to help him up, but her stature wasn't helping any.

Savi

jeffrey woke up to a another cop yelling at him. how long did I fall unconscious?. and gotten up off of the toilet which he fallen asleep ontop of. and apparently he owed another girl another shirt. jesus I'm fine, also you have like. 20 other shirts and was cut off by the door opening again. another terrorist walked through saying hey joe you- OH CRAP!! jeffrey immediately grabbed adelisa's gun and shot the terrorist twice. once in the leg and once in the head by accident. oops jeffrey said noticing that he shot the poor bastard in the head,

nerminator

Adelisa looked up at Jeffery with wide eyes. "Don't touch my gun again, got it?" She didn't like admitting someone saved her life, being a female in a male's world and all. It was hard enough to get respect in this feild. She sighed softly and stood to her feet. "Let's get you to the hospital." She kicked her way through the bodies so she could get out of the bathroom. Was that a bad idea? Yes. Did she really care with the day she had? No.

[Sifter]

Having arrived at the scene, the Viper, the F430 and the Armani's did not stand out. They were, more or less, a custom. This was an official boat race, but it felt more like a party for the wealthy and crazy, a mid-life crisis standard for rich fools the world over. It's the same crowd you'd catch at a Grand Prix: nine-figure money, tall, Northern Italian women and minor German princesses with Swiss educations, no bimbos and no questions about asset origins. The powerboats were already in the water waiting for their "captains". Viktor and Francis were going to race in a 46-foot catamaran with the roar of 2,700 horsepower, flying at 140 knots called the "Sea Miracle". This was thanks to the, undercover cop loved, RICO act. "Sea Miracle" sponsor was Franklin Tutuola. He was a vice cop just like Viktor and Francis. Walking up to them, he handshaked them, saying: "Yuri, Marcus. Good to see you two. Get dressed up, the race is going to start soon." Francis then asked Frank: "Where is Gator?" "He isn't here now. But, he, most likely, will show up after the race."