5. Freeze!!!

Luca POV

I smiled at the expression of disbelief on her face. She was scared...huh. Her stern-looking face was replaced by fear as she blinked severally, in her efforts to keep up with eye contact. " This is blatant disrespect; the boss standing and the bad guy rotating in her chair?" I laughed. "Come and take your place, Miss. Relax, take a deep breath 'cause I won't harm you...well at least for now, " I stood up raising my hands in surrender, and switched sides with her.

She sat in the chair but I could still tell the discomfort and tension in the room. I knew I had no time to spare so I went straight to the point, keeping it as official as possible. " Miss, I think you are now convinced that I'm Flores.

I'm not here for a chit chat so you better do yourself a favor and surrender all the evidence you have concerning a case you are working on. Mamou's case. All the analysis documents, recordings, and pretty much anything incriminating him are in your possession. This doesn't mean I don't have the power to take them myself...it means I don't want any blood involved Miss. This will work as a peaceful negotiation; your life or this case." This won't be as easy as you think Luca...use your head. She may seem scared but she managed to keep the evidence from anyone's reach.. she's not stupid.

"So that's what you've been wanting to lay your hands on so bad," she said narrowing her eyebrows in realization.

Silence.

Was she thinking or what...?

Then something caught my attention. I thought I heard whispers in the outside of the room. But of course, no one knew I was here... I was just over speculating. Then suddenly...

"FREEZE!!!!!!"

A guy shouted kicking the door open!

I aimed for the window and with my super fast reflexes jumped under the table. On seeing that, she grabbed the gun in my side pocket...but I couldn't remain unarmed so I knocked her down...sorry you little shit tryna set me up. By this time all I heard were gunshots and bullets flying all over the room.

I randomly looked up to see the positions of the attackers and I noticed the button under the table.

So this little shit pressed this to call the officers on me...!!!

I shot at the window breaking the glass and I knew I was free...as usual...I jumped over the window and... Shit!! Now I was in trouble...I fell right next to the officers who surrounded the building waiting for me. I noticed my black hoodie was drenched. It was full of blood! The pain was not only in my arm but also in my upper thigh.

The bastards had injured my arm and thigh.

It was twelve of them and this meant I had to dance to their tune if I wanted to survive.

We entered the office and 'the boss' was quietly seated, with the other officers. "You think you can just come here, ransack, blab all you want, break my windows, knock me down and leave Scot free huh...?" She asked.

"We just called the SWAT team and can hand him over as soon as they get here ma'am," said one of the officers.

This was the second time I was stupidly getting myself into the hands of the cops. I needed to think my way out.

The siren was getting louder and soon the ambulance and police cars pulled up in front of the Justice Towers.

As I lay on the stretcher, being taken away, I noticed the 'little shit' giving me a stare. But it was not an angry stare. It was something else. Something I couldn't comprehend.