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" Mic, check, Gray." Tanner says from my earpiece.

" I'm in." I reply, walking into the infamous Miami club.

It's popular for different reasons and the MPD is yet to discover why. Few months ago, there was news that the club was a sex club. Not just a sex club, but a ring for transporting illegal drugs, trafficking, and sales of illegal weapons.

So here I am, in the middle of a case I'm not supposed to be involved with because I just graduated from the academy. But out of luck and trial, Chief Bradford decides to give me a chance not to screw this up or- He really didn't get to tell me the 'or' so I'll just skip that part.

" Mic, check Gray." I hear the bitter voice of Regina Foxx. My arch nemesis. I fucking hate this bitch. You may ask me why, but you'll find out soon enough.

" Don't you fucking call me by my last name, Regina." I grit out as I look around the club.

My eyes zoom in and out of every corner to get an eye on my target. Reynold Boyce. A shitty low life human trafficker who for years has been going on with his illegal job without being apprehended because the force is yet to put together enough evidence.

" Yeah? Why's that? Because you managed to land a case that's supposed to be my gig?" She asks. I can hear her bitter chuckle from my earpiece.

" Regina, quit it." Roxie's voice comes in through my earpiece.

I perch at a corner of the club, pretending to smoke a cigarette. Something I don't usually do, but you gotta fit in here or you get kicked out. My outfit is a simple leather extremely short skirt and a red crop top that shows a decent amount of my breasts and ankle boots. And to top the bad girl look, I had on a trenchcoat, something I shouldn't wear in here. But who cares? Being all too slutty isn't my thing. It's Regina Foxx's thing.

" If you were that good like you see yourself, you should be the one doing this. But to burst your bubbles, you're like every other lame bitch." I grit out, blowing out the smoke from my cigarette as I eye the club, hoping to find Reynold Boyce.

I hear Regina's sadistic laugh from my earpiece and I just want to rip out my earpiece and throw it away. She annoys me and I don't know if I'm being too harsh but I just wish I can get away from her. Like I want her gone out of this planet. Let some good Samaritan blow her out of earth, maybe to some place like Mercury.

Regina Foxx is the highlight of MPD. Out of all the cases she has solved , she barely fails them. Something the police department doesn't play with. She's the best undercover agent the MPD has. Unlike me, I am a newbie. Fresh out of the police academy and this is my first real job and I must say it's exciting. Being undercover and posing to be someone else.

" Ooh. You're just in pain Caleb decided I'm better than you." She says the word I've been trying to ignore this past year. Fucking bitch.

" Regina, I'm so disappointed." Roxie says from my earpiece.

" Women." Tanner mutters.

" You know what, Regina, why don't you eat shit and fall off a fucking bridge, you stupid ass bitch. Just pray I don't see you around this club cause I'm gonna punch you in your gut and make sure you die a miserable fucking death."

" Ignore her, Lauren, she's trying to..." Before Roxie can say whatever thing she has to say, I pull out my earpiece and walk out of my corner to find the restroom.

I'm not known to be weak, but thinking about what Caleb did hurts so much. We were supposed to get married. The money I got from my father's will, I spent almost everything on Caleb because he was always asking for money. To invest in his company and to do this. I didn't ask him why because we were supposed to get married and I was in love with him. Found out he has been fucking that ugly bitch Regina Foxx while I was at the academy trying to be like my father who died a great soldier.

God it hurts so much. I have never met Regina in person before when I was still at the academy, but I've heard so much about her back at the academy. She was the spotlight of MPD. The agent who always comes out successful in every single difficult case. Seeing her in person and finding out she has been fucking my supposed fiancé while I was at the force hurt so much. God I wanted to punch her, rip out her hair extensions and fucking murder that bitch.

But I couldn't. Not after Caleb said we can't be a thing. That I can't be a wife. Four years of relationship gone. I moved on, moved out of our shared apartment and focused on my dream career. But I couldn't focus more not when Regina and I were still in the same police department and Caleb proposed to her.

Goddamnit.

Two weeks after our breakup, I always asked myself why am I not enough. Why couldn't I be his wife? It's not like Regina was any better except she was a natural redhead and Caleb had a thing for redheads. He even made me dye my brown hair red one time in the name of roleplay.

I screwed up. It's like these past years of our relationship, I was the one who was trying. I was the one who dedicated her whole life into this thing we called love, and I was the one who worked so hard not to make our ship sink. Maybe I was too forward. Always talking about marriage because my friends were getting married and I'm the one who's yet to walk down the aisle. But after Caleb left, I understand marriage isn't something that I want. And then I realized I'm twenty seven and I'm gonna live like there's no tomorrow.

So fuck Regina fucking Foxx.

When she heard I was given the case to apprehend Reynold Boyce. She was furious, jealous even. She even said it to my face that I was gonna fail. That bitch.

I hurry down a hallway which I assume it's the bathroom hallway, ignoring the continuous ringing of my phone in my pocket. I open a door and it's a restroom. I enter the restroom. I turn on the faucet as I pour cold water on my face. I look up at my reflection and I know I look good. Caleb was just trying to hurt me because he thinks I'm weak.

The restroom door opens and Roxie enters. I look away from her, not in the mood to talk to anyone.

" Lauren, you really have to learn to ignore Regina."

" I know." I sigh.

" She's not even worth your time. I don't know if you noticed but Regina is jealous of you. You're something she can never be." Roxie smiles at me. A genuine smile and I sigh again.

The minute I joined the MPD, Roxie was the first person who made me feel at home. She is sweet, beautiful, blonde and knows how to make me smile with that beautiful British accent of hers, and she always got my back. She's older than me by a year and she's like my twin sister.

" I hate that Regina Foxx had to work the same case as me. We don't even like each other and Chief Bradford knows that."

" You know why, Lauren. He wants you guys to sort whatever thing that's going on between you two. You're both officers and under one department. I think it's time you step out of that shell and tell Regina Foxx, Caleb fucking Shawn is not the man that worth your time. He's a total douche bag." Roxie says and I laugh.

" Come to think of it, she's been wearing his engagement ring for a year and he's yet to take her down the aisle. So fucking pathetic." Roxie adds and this time we both laugh. Real hard. I think hearing that from someone other than myself is heart warming and relieving.

" Come on, officer Gray, we've got a bad guy to catch."

" Sure thing, Officer Francis." I smile at her and we giggle, walking out of the restroom together.

This should be fun.

" Any eyes on the target yet?" I ask Roxie as we walk out of the restroom.

" Reynold Boyce is a ghost. He deals in secret and likes to keep everything in secret. That piece of shit." And that's the worst part of this case.

It's hard to keep an eye or hands on Reynold Boyce. He's smart and cunning as shit.

" We'll get him this time." Walking past the hallway, Roxie and I curve into another hallway and there are rooms on either side of it.

The doors are nearly open as different kinds of atrocities take place here. Women in handcuffs and every other bondage object satisfy the horny men that are seated like Kings. According to my little report, Reynold Boyce works hand in hand with the owner of this BDSM sex club.

" This is driving me crazy. I've seen so many arousing things in just one night." Roxie says.

" Are you okay?"

" Yeah. I don't wanna talk about my personal life while handling a criminal case. Don't worry we'll talk about it when we're done catching the bad guy." She giggles and nudges my ribs with her elbow. I smile and nod.

At times like this, she's probably having a fight with her boyfriend Stevie. They're the on and off couples. He would cheat and then apologize to Roxie because he felt guilty he was caught. And she would forgive him because she 'loves him' too much. They will go back to their loving relationship and then he'll cheat again, and they will fight. It's crazy.

We go back to the club area where the bar is located and Roxie sits next to me.

" Where's Regina?" I ask.

" Somewhere around the corner." Roxie whispers.

The club is already filled. More filled before I got angry and stormed to the restroom. Strippers with just panties covering their vagina and nipples patches dance around the pool. The men scream and throw a bundle of dollars at the naked girls.

I look away from the scene and snap my fingers at the bartender. It's a girl. Brown hair with pixie cut and multiple tattoos. She wears barely fitting clothing cause I can see all her breasts pouring out from her shirt.

" What can I get you?" She asks. Great, she's chewing gum.

" What do you have?" I ask her.

" Is this your first time here?" She asks, her brown brows furrowing as she looks between Roxie and I.

" Yeah." I reply for Roxie and I.

" Hmm. So are you here to get laid? Or to watch? We have different kinds of drinks for your exact reason you decide to visit the club."

" We're..."

" We're here to get laid." Roxie says at once.

The bartender shoots Roxie a smirk.

" I'll get you your drink then." She smiles at us and leaves.

Roxie leans closer to whisper. " Creepy."

I chuckle and insert my earpiece back and I activate it. Roxie activates hers too.

" Lauren, Roxie, come in will you. This is getting harder than I imagined."

" Tanner, breathe. We're at the bar." I whisper.

" Oh Jesus. I was scared, I thought something must have happened."

" Something like what?" Roxie asks.

" Like maybe Lauren has been hit by a truck." Regina Foxx. I really need to gauge out her eyes and beat the shit out of her.

" We're good." Roxie speaks before me, probably stopping my rude and savage comeback.

" Sure. Lauren, any lead then?" Regina snickers on the phone. I can't believe she's trying to mock me. Things Caleb Shawn can do to a woman's brain.

He's so toxic. They are both toxic and I give them that.

" Don't ask me shit. I don't work for you." I grit out. The bartender comes back and places two glasses of cocktails in front of us. It has a pink color.

" Drink it and thank me later." She winks at us and saunters away.

I nearly didn't want to drink mine.

" Are you guys ordering drinks?" Tanner asks.

" Yup." Roxie replies as she chugs down her drink little by little. " Shit. This tastes really good." She murmurs and I sip mine.

The taste is sharp and strong. I don't often drink alcohol 'cause I'm bad at drinking. I'm a lightweight and I don't act like myself when I'm drunk so I make sure not to drink too much. Roxie empties her glass and stands up.

" Aren't we supposed to be investigating this place? Lauren, what exactly are you doing?" Regina's annoying voice comes through the earpiece and I'm tempted to deactivate mine. God please send that bitch away. Far away from my life before I murder her myself.

" See you around, Gray. And be careful." Roxie pats my back and leaves.

Game time.

***

Twenty minutes at the bar and Reynold Boyce is not yet to be found. I'm getting bored, and tired and I'm already starting to think this is a failed mission. Why did I think I of all people can apprehend Reynold fucking Boyce. That man has all the tricks up his sleeves. I won't be surprised if he knows there are undercover agents working for the Miami police department in his club.

" D'you mind if I join you?" A male voice speaks beside me. I turn around and I'm met with a very attractive man.

He wears a black suit with a white dress shirt. He has tattoos cause I can see some of them from the top of his dress shirt that is unbuttoned. He has unruly dark hair, styled pretty perfectly and he's got an accent. Russian, Italian. I can't point it out. And to my utmost surprise, this man is the man I've been waiting for tonight. Reynold fucking Boyce. Who knew he looked so hot up close.

" Uh..." I stutter and he smirks, sitting right next to me.

" Yeah, you can sit." I mutter. He chuckles and pearl white teeth greets me.

I look away and sip my drink.

" What are you drinking?" Reynold asks.

I raise my glass to inspect.

" I really don't know. The bartender gave it to me."

" So you're here to get laid then?"

I chuckle and bite my lip.

" Why would you say that?"

" Your drink. It puts you in the mood I think." Shit! Put you in the mood, as in turns you on or what?

" I... I don't know. She just gave it to me."

Reynold chuckles and nods, his left hand clad with a silver Rolex wrist watch and tattoos, taps on the counter.

" I'm Reynold. What's yours?"

" Uh..." I clear my throat. " Sasha." I smile at him. I can not believe I almost forgot my cover name.

" I don't wanna think she's stuttering at the sight of Reynold. Some old boring male." Regina's voice comes in and I ignore it. I won't let her ruin my gig like she ruined my relationship with a man that I love.

" Sorry to cut your balls, hon, Reynold Boyce is not a boring male." Roxie says and I remind myself to buy her dinner after this mission.

" So Sasha, first time here?" He asked me.

" Yeah. I'm still learning new things and I heard this club is the best place to discover your true self. And your deepest desires." I whisper the last part.

Reynold smirks.

" Ginger, more drinks please." Reynold calls out to the pixie haircut bartender.

" I would like water. I've been drinking all night and another drink you won't like me again."

" So lame." Regina mutters. It's like she forgot we all can hear her jealous remarks.

" Why don't you fuck off, Regina." Roxie yells at her.

" Girls." Tanner tries to calm them now.

" I didn't know you're fucking Lauren too alongside your boyfriend." Regina retorts.

" How dare you, you bitch." Roxie yells at her.

See! See why I want to gouge out Regina Foxx's eyes. She's a low life scum. And a retarded loser. I angrily deactivate my earpiece to block out their quarrelling. Next time Chief Bradford won't think about pairing Regina with us 'cause I'm gonna make sure of it.

" You're okay, Principessa?"

I nod. " Thanks, I'm okay. So you're Italian huh?"

" No. I'm a lot of things, Süße." He winks at me.

So the bad guy speaks a lot of languages then. That's good. Ginger brings the orders and gives me my water.

" Thank you." I smile at him.

" Why don't you drink up while I take you somewhere to discover your deepest desires." Reynold whispers. His voice is deep and I don't know if it's the drink but I felt something weird. Like desire pulling deep inside me. This is crazy.

Am I sexually frustrated or what? Because after Caleb cheated on me which is literally a year now, I've never had another man. I just couldn't. It didn't even cross my mind. But sitting here with Reynold talking about deepest desires fuels that urge again. I reactivate my earpiece as Reynold watches me with interest, clearly oblivious to what I did.

" I uh..." I stutter, not really knowing what to say. I'm bad at flirting. In fact I consider myself to be boring because Caleb actually said the same thing to me. Calling me vanilla and every awkward daddy's girl name you can think of.

" Oh thank God, she's back on again." Tanner says from my earpiece.

" And girls please quit it. Wait till this is all over. Reynold Boyce is a difficult man." Tanner adds. Why do I think Regina is trying to be a nuisance just so she could sabotage everything.

" And I would like that." I say. " Actually, I don't know if it's inappropriate to tell you but I just wanna say it out loud. My boyfriend is the reason I'm out here tonight. He cheated on me with his co-worker and we were supposed to get married. He called me vanilla and said I was boring."

" Unbelievable." Regina mutters.

" So I just wanna be someone else. I want to do crazy stuff and I don't give a fuck it it's bad. I just wanna be bad, wild, and reckless. I don't know you Mr. Reynolds..." I trail off, turning around to look at him as my knees touch his. He watches the action.

" ... but, I want you to teach me bad things. I want to feel alive and move out of my comfort zone. At least for tonight. Show me what I've been missing all these years" I whisper, biting my lip.

Reynold is quiet and his face is stoic. He watches me quietly without any emotion.

" It's okay if you don't find me attractive. Trust me, I won't be hurt. I've heard that a thous..."

" Drink up your water and meet me upstairs. Third room. Don't keep me waiting or I'll change my mind." He stands and I watch him disappear into the night crowd of dancing bodies.

I'm speechless as I watch the crowd hoping to catch a glimpse of Reynold, but he's gone. Upstairs, third room.

" Guys." I whisper giddily as I bite my lip.

" And she did it!" Roxie screams. " An alone time with Reynold. This is a big gig."

" Unbelievable." Regina mutters.

" Yeah, eat shit, you retarded fuck." I spit out, drinking from my bottle of water.

Regina chuckles bitterly and I stand up.

" I don't know if you know but, he's definitely going to have sex with you tonight. You just presented yourself to him as a lonely depressed, sex crazed woman." Fuck, I hate if she's right. But I don't care. I just seduced a man who for years no one has ever gotten close to and I caught his attention in less than ten minutes. At least I'm better than what they see me as.

" Regina, enough with your hate speech. You've got Caleb now, leave Lauren alone. She did nothing to you. You're just being bitter and spiteful. We're a team and we're gonna work like one. If you can't cooperate, you can just excuse yourself." Tanner says something sensible for once in his life and I'm grateful.

I imagine Regina with her arms folded across her chest as she tries to hide her shameful defeated self.

" Thanks, Tan."

" You're welcome. Go win us that bad guy, Gray." I smile as I climb the stairs and I appear in the hallway.

There are just six rooms here. Three on either side so I'm expecting Reynold Boyce's room to be the last. I open the first one, hoping to find anything suspicious.

The door won't budge. Fuck it's locked. I take out my emergency pin from inside my trench coat and begin to pick the lock. I learnt this from my dad and I'm pretty good at it. It clicks open and I take out my pin, sneaking inside the room and it's dark. I turn on the light and the room comes to existence.

Oh my God. I quickly and quietly shut the door. There are girls here. They are so young and they are barely clothed, and their wrists and ankles are tied with ropes. They look to be around eighteen to 22. Jesus. Their mouths are sealed with tapes and they look like they haven't bathed or eaten for days.

" Lauren, what's up."

" This is crazy." The girls are whimpering now and I put my forefinger to my lips, shushing them. They quiet down.

" Where are you?"

" In a room. The first room to Reynold Boyce's office. Tanner, there are girls here. Tied and held captive." I say. .

I count the girls and they're thirteen in number. All in different skin and complexion. I approach a dark skinned girl and peel out her tape.

" Don't scream." I whisper and she nods. I pull out my phone and take pictures of them, sending it to Roxie and Tanner. I click on the sound recorder on my phone to record their talk.

" What happened? Why are you guys here?" I ask her.

" We were kidnapped. I was brought here five days ago. This man always comes into this room and he'll take us to a room here where there's an auction every Mondays and Wednesdays and men will purchase us."

" Guys, did you hear this?" I ask.

" Fuck, yes." Roxie answers.

" This is crazy." Tanner mutters. I'm guessing he has seen the pictures I sent.

" How old are you?"

" 19." She says. I breathe out.

" Do you know this man's name?"

" No. I can identify him if I see him." She says. I nod and pull out a picture of Reynold and show it to the girl. She nods swiftly.

" That's the man. That's the man who would take us to the auction."

" Good." I peel out another girl's tape. She looks Asian.

" Is she right?" I ask the Asian girl.

" Yes. He sold my sister four days ago." She begins to weep.

" He's so heartless." Tanner mutters. And hot. Insanely gorgeous.

Fuck's sake Lauren, focus on the mission at hand. I put their tapes back and stood up. They begin to weep.

" Shh." They stop sobbing. They look scared. " I'm not here to hurt you. I work for the MPD and we're here to rescue you girls okay. I just want you to stay calm till tomorrow and we'll be here to take you out. If we try to make an arrest tonight and bring in a rescue team, things might get shitty and some of you might get hurt and shot in the process because it's heavily guarded. So do me a favor and stay calm. Can you girls do that for me?"

They nod.

" Good. You're all brave women and I'll get you all out of here. I promise." I flash a small smile at them and they nod.

I quickly sent the voice recording to Tanner as a souvenir.

I hurriedly leave the room and lock the door only to be faced with the devil himself.

Reynold fucking Boyce.

" 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.