3| REGINA FOXX

" You know I have this great talent for smelling foul play from afar." Reynold says as he slowly approaches me. 

" Lauren, are you okay?" Roxie asks. 

" Call for backup. Now." I whisper, moving backwards with every step he takes. 

" Shit." They mutter through the earpiece.

" I knew she could never Ace this. Always bad at everything." Regina says. 

   God, remind me to stab her left breast once I get out of here alive. That bitch needs to be put in her place.

   He smirks and clicks his tongue, shaking his head sideways. Why are good looking and extremely attractive men the devil? Even the devil was once an angel. I'm pretty sure he was a sexy one too. 

" You're trying to put these girls' lives in danger Lauren Gray. Or let's call you Tasha, yeah?" He smirks at me and my heart leaps to my chest. 

   He knows me.

" What makes you think you won't be easy to detect? With your strange body language. I could spot a cop from afar, more less an undercover agent like yourself." He says, now he's so so close to me. 

    Lauren, you need to run.

" Nah, don't you even try to run. You run, the girls die and I believe you don't want the blood of over fifteen girls on your head. Or do you?"

" What the fuck do you want?"

" I should be asking you that. Meddling with my business and trying to uncover what I do for a living. Maybe they should have sent in someone smarter." He smirks. 

   He grabs my neck and slams me against the wall. I collapse to the floor.

" Now what should we do to you?" He asks, leaning down to look at me. 

   He grabs my hair and pulls me upwards. I wince at the pain. Where the fuck is back up when you need them? Reynold pulls out my earpiece from my ear and throws it on the floor, squashing it with his shoe like it's a bug. He grips my jaw and fuck it hurts. 

" First I'm gonna cut your pretty little mouth so you will learn to stay out of people's shit." 

" Fuck you sincerely." I knee him where the sun doesn't shine. 

  He groans but doesn't pull away as he slams my head against the wall forcefully. God my vision is tempered with. Everything begins to turn. My head hurts and it's throbbing.

" Let her go right now!" I hear someone yell but I don't see the person. I can't see anything. 

    Reynold is still gripping to my chin and my head is throbbing hard. Everything is still blurry because of the impact of the smacking.

" Let her go, Reynold Boyce. Your terror is over and you're going to jail for kidnapping and extortion. You're gonna rot in hell pig." Another voice says. 

  This time I hear loud footsteps. I forcefully open my eyes despite the men and there are a lot of people around. Wearing black.

" The club is being surrounded and every armed man who works for you has been arrested. It's either you come freely or we'll force you." I know that voice. Chief Bradford?

   Reynold lets me go and I fall to the ground. Adding to the heavy pain on my head. Someone rushes to me and helps me get off the ground. 

" Lauren, you're safe." Roxie whispers. 

" Step away from there now." Chief Bradford orders.

" All right, you got me." My vision is slowly coming back and I see Reynold smirking with his hands in the air.

  This man is a cunning man and even if he goes to prison, one way or the other he's going to get out through connection and every illegal means. 

  I stand up to my feet with the help of Roxie. Suddenly, Reynold wraps his arm around my neck with a cold metal pressed against my temple.

" Reynold Boyce, drop the weapon!" Chief Bradford yells, already aiming his gun at us. Including the other cops. Roxie isn't isn't left out. She's pretty close to us and she's got a perfect shot.

" One wrong move and she dies." Reynold says behind me. 

    This is crazy. I'm done being the nice girl. I forcefully step on Reynolds toe and he groans, losing balance as he pulls away. I jam my elbow against his throat and flee from his hold. Before he can pull the trigger, there's a gunshot. Reynold falls to the ground with a bleeding shoulder.

  He groans and cusses in Russian. I kick his gun from his hand and pick it up. 

   The other cops surround the injured man. But he cares less as he smirks at me. 

" You'll regret this, Lauren Gray." He says. 

   Roxie wraps her coat around my shoulders and escorts me out of the scene. 

  This isn't over, I can feel it. 

                 ***

   The club is on lockdown as the cop raided the place, freeing the teenage girls held captive. I sit at the back of an ambulance as Roxie presses an ice pack against my head. 

" You did great out there. Chief is proud." She smiles at me.

" Good." I absent-mindedly reply.

   Reynolds' eyes were filled with different strange emotions. My instincts are telling me he won't stay long in prison. And once he gets out, I'm definitely gonna be in trouble. The risky part of my job. 

" Are you okay?"

" Reynold won't stay long in prison." 

" You worry too much. The force will make sure he stays there. The FBI is taking over the case and shutting down the club." She says, sighing.

   The breeze blows her blond hair over her face and she tucks it behind her ear for the hundredth time. 

   I nod, taking a gulp from the energy drink. It tastes weird. 

" How are you feeling?"

" Good. The hit wasn't that bad I guess. I'm glad I didn't have a concussion." I say. 

  I look at the police cars outside the club as they interrogate some of the older kidnapped girls. I see Regina Foxx talk with the Chief. Her expression is bad and I'm wondering what they're talking about.

" Would you believe me if I tell you Regina made a bet of a thousand grand that you're not gonna ace this case?"

" No shit." I turn to look at Roxie. She laughs and shakes her head. She did.

   Someone needs to put that bitch in her place. I look back at them. Chief Bradford tells her something and she frowns. Her eyes find mine and she glares at me. What exactly is her problem? She has Caleb, what more does she want?

" I should tell this bitch a piece of my mind." I say, keeping the ice pack since my hand is now numb. 

   We watch Regina approach us.

" You shouldn't fight with her. She doesn't deserve your time."

" I know right?" I huff. 

   Regina stops in front of us. Her redhead is in a bun and this is the first time we're meeting today since we started this Reynold Boyce case together. She smirks, raising a red eye brow at me. I smirk back waiting for her dumbass insults. 

" Congrats." Regina says sarcastically.

   I roll my eyes and laugh.

" You really need to fuck off Regina." Roxie says.

" What are you, Lauren's bitch?" Regina fires.

" What?" Roxie stares at her. Regina laughs and looks around. Roxie's going to hit Regina right away if I don't intervene.

" Let her be. She's just sad Caleb doesn't give her an orgasm. Ever" I say. Roxie and I burst into guffaws of laughter. 

   First time in history Regina doesn't have a comeback and she's speechless. She knows it's true. I'd bet a thousand grand Caleb Shawn has never given her an orgasm. That douchebag is a fucking pussy.

" I am not a log like you." Regina says. " And just to be sure you can't be like me. You're just like every lame bitch who thinks they can be better than everyone. That's why Caleb left you for me. Because you're an ugly old hag who can't keep anything, a man included. And news flash whore, you are never gonna keep a man." 

   Man, fuck my job. It's time I put this bitch in her place. 

   Standing up with anger, I land a big blow on Regina's nose. She staggers backwards, clutching her already broken nose. 

" No bitch, I'm not done with you." I punch her again, and again, until she's already on the floor. 

" Agent Gray." Chief Bradford calls. Right then at that moment, I can't hear shit. 

   All I wanted to make sure of is that Regina Foxx pays for everything she caused me. My four year relationship and my life. My father's money, and every other good thing. 

" Lauren Gray!" Chief Bradford calls again. 

   Someone grabs me and pulls me off of Regina Foxx who's almost unconscious on the ground. I snatch my hand from whoever deemed fit to stop me. 

   I'm breathing fast and my knuckles are bruised and hurt. I turn to look at the man in charge, Chief Bradford. He's not happy and I don't give a fuck. If I don't teach this bitch how to talk to people, no one will. He tilts his head to the police car.

   This ain't good. And I'm pretty sure I'm gonna lose my job today. At least it was worth it. I'll be hearing very soon from Caleb and I'm sure of that.