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Thread created on Wed Feb 20, 2013 16:19:29
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I invite you everybody who likes forum roleplay to post in here, I will reward every week to one person with variable amounts of money, and every person will have voice to vote their favorite poster every sunday. Thanks for watching.
...It was raining. The girl shook her head and raindrops spattered everywhere. There were buildings in front of her, and she heard voices and noises the typical of a city. The sounds waken her curiosity and she started walking upfront, there was a small source of light. When she was close enough the light suddenly went out. Steps were heard approaching coming from that direction and a man stood in front of her, staring at her while smoking.
- You are naked.
The girl looked at the man carefree. His hands reached out and touched her skin. The girl retreated several steps and covered the part where he had touched, was a strange feeling, cold, nasty.
- How much? -shook her head and shielded her eyes with both arms.
Asked the man taking a long drag. She looked toward the sky and a drop fell on the eye. Annoyed.
- I give you two hundred dollars.
The girl looked at him questioningly, then pointed the man's right hand.
- What is it?
- A tattoo. Come with me.
The guy started walking and the girl walked behind him. A hundred yards away the man got into an alley, she stopped, looked both ways, and walked down the alley below. There was no trace of the guy.
She walked over and suddenly something alarmed her, she turned on her heel and instinctively took one of her hands to her hips, trying to find something that were not there. The smoker smiled at her as he threw his cigarette to the ground. His teeth were sharp and scary.br /
- Come here.
She took two steps forward, then stopped.
- Two hundred and fifty, come.
She glanced sideways and backward path.
The guy approached her and put his arms stroking her back holding her with one hand while with the other he pulled the wet hair away from her face. She felt the plague of snuff in his face and turned away. That gesture angered the man, with the same hand that had turned her hair the guy tried to slap her. The gesture was his undoing, and her reaction was instantaneous. She blocked the blow with one hand and hit at the same time with the other. The force of the hit was excessive. The man fell dead, with blood flooding his eyes and going out of his ears.
The teenager was not altered, squatted and began frisking the body. She found a large caliber pistol, a submachine gun and very bright machete. She took the machete and put it in front of her. The brightness of the moon returned her reflection in the blade. She was frightened and fell down the gun. She looked behind her, but when she realized that there was no danger picked up again the machete. Grimly watched her own image, and for the first time she realized she was naked.
- what the f**k...?- She stared at the corpse of the dead guy and kicked it with her feet. - f**k you sucker.
Minutes later a silhouette flashed an alley while a trickle of blood ran along the ground from the ear of a naked idiot, a submachine gun and a pistol lay near the body, no cop alarms ringing in Torncity...
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Posted on Wed Feb 20, 2013 18:25:44
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rate and bump
love u
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Posted on Wed Feb 20, 2013 18:43:36
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bump and rated!
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Posted on Wed Feb 20, 2013 18:55:59
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Bump , rated 
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Posted on Sun Mar 17, 2013 17:59:45
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I am so looking forward to part 2!
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Guardiangirl
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Posted on Tue Apr 02, 2013 15:59:25
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- Hey you! What the hell are you doing here! -
The farm owner Nerves Knight pointed his shotgun toward a bioluminescent silhouette that had stood in a corner of his hovel. That night was meeting with three computer specialists from the colony. In recent months, someone had stolen money from property and business of all surroundings. The silhouette took one of her hands to her hips.
- Raise your hands or you're dead! -
He warned, and then slowly, like slow motion, the shadow lifted her hands.
Nerves approached.
- This is private property ... - said as he approached, however the true appearance of the shadow silenced his words, was only a child. Nerves lowered his gun. - What are you doing here girl? I could have killed you! -
And the girl gestured repeating his last words. - Killed you! -
One of the computer specialist got up and pulled out a small gun to the girl as she trembled pulse.
The owner unnerved. - Put that gun down coward, it's just a little girl ... You're drench! - Added as he approached.
Reached out to the girl but she grimaced and turned away walking towards the table. The computer specialist still pointing at her head. She stood in front of him, looked at him questioningly and then cried. - I'm drench! - And fell to the ground unconscious.
Everybody looked dumbfounded at each other while the former tried to hold the gun with trembling pulse. Then Nerves looked at her, and returned to his place.
- Let's get back to business, leave her there, outside the night is disgusting and she will not get us disturbed while sleep, cast her out is first thing tomorrow. Put that gun down asshole. - He said still looking to the coward.
Then the four pairs of hands projected on the keyboards. Nerves was sure that within a short time the four could track the hacker who had stolen part of all businesses in recent months. It was said that the patrol had followed him about two months. But Nerves had not appreciated any difference, and was determined to catch him on his own. It was that or close the business. However, despite their efforts and intuition, Nerves was wrong.
The four used all their knowledge and resources, Nerves was not the best with computer systems, but those three, who were presented as experts, seeking the reward that among all business owners was offered, slightly better results obtained. The thief was indeed much better than them, and had covered his tracks very well.
The teenager watched all of it with an eye from the dark, she had made them believe she was asleep, and they swallowed the lie. She stood silently, looking at the screen over the shoulder of Nerves, until little more than an hour after he got up. Nerves stared carefully at all of the presents and not realizing that she was not on the ground said:
- This is bullshit. I'm going to get drunk. - And walking out of the room with long strides, slammed the door.
The girl then sat down on the chair and placed her hands taking control on the keyboard, and began to control the system. None of the technicians realized and where they had failed, she triumphed. Tracked through the system. The hacker was Augusto Valentino. That night a whysky bottle shattered on the floor of the farm cabin, and where four people should have worked in a computer, there were four people looking at a stranger teenager girl, and a stranger teenager girl tracking an expert hacker through the net using a single computer.
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Posted on Tue Apr 02, 2013 16:56:49
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Neat story.
Some parts made me get lost a little by the wording, but I'll manage
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Posted on Tue Apr 02, 2013 18:27:33
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Dimitri Thompson walked down the alley. He hated those alleys. So dirt and stiff. He wished he would use a mask before going down because the smell was terrible. The corpse was there. An old pig. It seems he had died due to a strong concussive damage on his face. A punch? No man would be that strong. Maybe a clubbed weapon? More likely that. Whoever did that left the guns behind. Not an assault. Not a rival gang member. That crime was different from all others that usually happened in Torn City.
He crouched near the dead man, examining him better. "What happened to you?" While contemplating the corpse, his mind was running theories. "Maybe ... I want the forensic to examine for any sign of hair that doesn't belong to this man." A cop that was following the detective was surprised. "But sir, this alley is ..." Dimitri looked at the man with fierce eyes. "I'll not say it again." The cop felt it and backed a bit. "Yes sir. What about the weapons?" There was a moment of silence. Dimitri looked up at the sky. He knew the corrupted cops would take it for themselves or even sell it in the black market, but there was nothing that Dimitri could do. If he wanted the job he requested to be done, he had to close his eyes to some stuff. "You deal with it. I don't mind." The cop smiled and turned to the plundering. Dimitri walked out of the alley. The life of a serious cop was very hard in such a city like Torn.
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Guardiangirl
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Posted on Tue Apr 02, 2013 18:52:33
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When Nerves asked her name, she did not respond, when he asked her age she did not respond either, and when he wanted to know where she was from her gesture was confusing.
The anonymity of whoever was able to track down the hacker-thief had been promised, however Nerves curiosity itched so much that it took a while to get used to not ask questions about her strange visitor. And yet the question was not ... Who is she?
When the other farm owners in the area knew that Nerves had been in charge of the research that finally show up the hacker, all the reward money was given to him and they all asked him how he did. He hid the girl from the rest and lodged her in the store for two days, but the third she dissapeared on the morning and came back to the store with four data spikes. The data spikes were connected one by one by her own hand to Nerves´s computer, and it came to show that three of the data spykes showed were empty. For the last one the girl asked for Nerves to make her a bank account, and when a stunned Nerves came back with it to her, she instantly transfered $100.000 and $150.000 dollars from two different bank accounts to her recently opened account at Colonial Westside Bank. Within the next few hours that night the girl disappeared, and later on that night four members of the crime syndicate Vinerri were told of a teenager, right before four pistols were emptied into the body of Nerves Knight and a mobster gave a blow on his desk because of the money which has just dissappeared.
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BullsCry
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Posted on Tue Apr 02, 2013 19:30:02
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Another interesting crime scene. Unusual, to say the least. It didn't match much of the patterns. Sure there was more there than the previous one, and possibly a lazy cop would simply say it was a gang fight over money. But Dimitri was no lazy cop. He was a dedicated detective and wouldn't turn bad now. He had sacrificed a lot already to keep his morals intact.
He looked around the place. A farm belt. There was a few shops in the city, and since the crime scene wasn't giving much, Dimitri decided to give a shot at the town. One, two, three shops he visited, and nobody had seen a thing. Or at least it was what they would say. Nobody would like to risk their lives for nothing.
At the fourth store, however, Dimitri noticed the shopkeeper a bit nervous. His keen senses alarmed that the man knew something. All that was needed was the right stimulus. Dimitri placed a $ 25 money over the counter. "Are you sure you didn't see a thing? Maybe you are just confused." The man looked at the money and hit his fingers on the counter, but didn't take it. Dimitri pushed a bit more, placing another $ 25 dollars over the counter. "Anything at all ..."
The man hesitated a bit, but Nerves was dead already. What would he lose? He grabbed the money, saving it at his pocket, and then opened his mouth. "There was this girl ... brunet, young. Didn't see much. I'm sorry, that's all." Dimitri gave the man a quick smile. "Thank you for your help." It was something. Very little. Dimitri doubted that a girl would have something to do with the crimes, but it was worth checking out. Maybe she would have more information. He took his phone dialed the base. "Central, this is Detective Thompson. I need a broadcast to all cops. I'm looking for a teenager girl, brunet. Last seen at the farm belt. Her conditions are unknown. Also, I would like to cross-check this information with any data the forensic managed to get from the alley's scene." Dimitri was on the move.
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Guardiangirl
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Posted on Tue Apr 02, 2013 20:45:14
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One day after:
Dave Infamous was happy, he had cited a potential venture capitalist on behalf of the Investment Reserve for a business that would involve more than two hundred thousand dollars. Of course he was not going alone to the meeting, in three months he had become one of the most outstanding financial personalities in Torncity, because of the capital he possessed. Three bodyguards guarded and protected at this time every step.
The girl drank a beer. The effects of alcohol passed through her body too fast. The shirt she was wearing from two days ago stunk. The shoes that covered her feet smelled like mildew. But the first thing to do was change her newly acquired funds for something else. It would give her security. Everyone spoke of the flowers, which prices did nothing but go up and up. Flowers satisfy her desires, and Dave Infamous declared that the Investment Reserve have leftover flowers. Trisha Infamous, woman, was the manager of the company, but he was a man who had just entered escorted into the room. The girl got up walking to the men sensing that one of them was the person who had arranged to meet her and one of the bodyguards got in her way.
- This is the VIP area, you can not pass. -
She looked over his shoulder. - Investment Reserve? -
Dave Infamous pushed the bodyguards and hid his disgust. The girl who had spoken stunk.
- Um ... Yes, what would you like to drink? -
He scrutinizing looked at her, physically was the kind of girl that would have taken to bed, but had also menswear, was smelly, seemed no more than ten dollars worth and looked like a beggar. The girl shook her head.
- Just business. I have no time to lose. -
Dave raised an eyebrow. - As I like. Thomas warns the driver. -
They moved for half an hour in the direction of the nearest airport while Dave tried unsuccessfully to hide his gesture of disgust. Then Dave and two bodyguards escorted the girl to a rented apartment that the man used to do business. Once there and Dave and his bodyguards sat behind a huge desk and the teenager sat in front of them.
- First of all ... emm ... Miss, I would like to ... check if you have the .. money .. we had negotiated. -
Without thinking twice the girl placed a bank account statement in front of him. The total was twenty percent higher than what was agreed and Dave drew a smile from ear to ear. Good for him. He returned her documents.
- Great! Thomas, tell the driver that this time we go to the warehouse! -
It was not far and a few minutes were enough to get and check the product. She thought fast and pronounced the same way.
- Tomorrow we will exchange. I will bring my own carriers. - She just said it when the monologue about the great future of the business of flowers pronounced by Dave had finished.
Dave Infamous frowned, and suddenly changed all the terms of the negotiations. The man began to say that he accepted only foreign investors, and not interested in selling the material to the natives. She replied that she was stranger to the city, but Dave refused to all of it, and he hastily threw her from the warehouse.
Two hours later in one of the computer terminals of the airport, the teenager discovered that the Investment Reserve was a society without commercial register, that Trisha Infamous, owner and manager, was dead, and that Dave had gathered all the circumstances in his favor to become a scammer. It was time to go shopping for her.
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BullsCry
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Posted on Wed Apr 03, 2013 00:14:20
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(( Why do you have all of your posts edited by a staff member? O.o ))
Dimitri was talking on the phone. Not exactly on the phone, but he had it on speakers, so he could speak freely while he was shaving his beard carefully. "Listen, I understand that the bank has their own interests. I don't wish to get in anyone's way. I'm here just to do my job. There is no need to freeze the account. All I want is a legal search of the origins of the money. I know it's been an online transference, but the money must have come from somewhere. Also, I already know who opened the account, and the man is dead. I need to know in the name of whom he opened it. Yes yes ... I comprehend it will take time. Just don't archive this forever. Thank you. Bye." He sighed and finished shaving. He checked on his haircut and untied the towel from around his waste. Dimitri got dressed again, picked up his phone, wallet, badge, gun, handcuffs and left the place.
Dimitri was a cop and used to work with a lot of dirt stuff, but he was careful to his appearance. He was always smelling good and always had a good appearance. They say a first impression lasts forever, and Dimitri didn't want to put up a bad first impression to anyone. Plus, the girl was found nowhere. The forensic was clueless, too. They did find a few strings of hair in the corpse of the alley, and a few others with Nerves. The hair did match. It was the same person on the two scenes. But there was no match in the system. It's like that person had never existed before.
That day was cloudy. He looked up while driving his Mustang. "I hope it won't rain ..." He had nothing against getting wet, but the rain erases all the clues and prints at crime scenes, making everything difficult. He was heading to the next scene now. Only god would know what was waiting for him.
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Guardiangirl
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Posted on Wed Apr 03, 2013 01:12:27
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The girl bought a nice dress, spending more than half of the money that Nerves had paid to catch the thief, about six hundred, and spent the rest in a small Raven MP25. Then she ate and slept four hours in a local restaurant while the clerk shook his head. When she woke, the girl tricked David Infamous cited in order to get a new meeting wih him, later on she falsified some simple and easy to detect documents for stocks worth over three million dollar values and interviewed him after buying some color lens and taking a haircut and stain as an executive administrator referring a land investment company that wanted to do business with flowers billionaires suppliers.
David Infamous not for a moment suspected. Waxed tinkered with words attributed himself the ownership of several bulk amounts of flowers and offered a direct visit to the warehouse where the girl had been before. Nothing happened worth mentioning in transit unless David did not take his eyes off and devoured her with his thought.
In the store, when he showed his commodities, the girl said she needed grooming, and went to the bathroom escorted by a bodyguard, and when the guy stop looking at her she quickly drew her pistol and shot him in the head from behind. Then quietly returned her steps as fast as she could and killed the other two without any of them being given the time to notice. Fearing the worst Infamous dropped to the ground, she grabbed and held the one of the bodyguard´s glocks on the scammer.
- You've been cheating and stealing money David. It's time to settle your debts. - Threatened him with fearless voice sensing that she could get out of that situation with a much greater benefit.
Persuaded by the threat to his life, David Infamous transferred 10 million dollars in one of his accounts to a new account and gave her full access. The girl checked the transaction and stared at him when it was done.
- I have not finished- Said as she pointed the gun between his eyes- I want you to make ten certified checks for one million dollars each, since I will be taking the money as soon as I leave you here, also you will like to get those bodies lost and forget me, if you try to catch me I will not forgive your life next time-
Then she wait until the scammer has made the checks and taking them quick, she dissapeared from the warehouse. David Infamous decide to use professional help to clear the scene.
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BullsCry
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Posted on Wed Apr 03, 2013 01:48:28
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The investigation was hard and leading to many dead ends. But where many cops would give up, Dimitri just pushed harder. There is always something to tie everything together. He took the file of the dead man of the alley. A criminal, just like many others. But he in special was known for rape, abuse and pimping. Maybe his killer, that brunet young girl, was a victim in the first place. But then, why didn't she called the police?
He kept investigating and the farm belt revealed that Nerves was after a famous nameless hacker. That hacker was very sly and was never caught before ... till a miracle day. Nerves got all the credit for the capture, but ... something was missing there. He could see it in the picture taken by the newspaper. There was no bright on his eyes. Anyone would be proud of such a well done job, unless he wasn't the one who did it. That girl ... was she involved on this too? Was she some kind of watchman, some outlaw?
The next day gave more information. It all started when Trisha Infamous was found dead. Further investigations led to a man, David Infamous, and to a millionaire transference. Dimitri's keen senses were on alert. He had a hunch he was on the right way, even if the evidences were too scarce. But when you know where to dig, it gets easier to come closer and find out the truth.
And he started by checking where David had been on the last 24 hours. Dimitri smiled when he found out David had been on an airport. Just perfect. He then contacted the airport director and asked for the security cameras. What he saw was both exciting and annoying. He saw the girl, or part of her. She was either lucky or smart, cause she avoided all the cameras to record her directly. She was only seen by her back or above her. And when she had to turn, there was always someone in front of her, blocking the way. The technical team said they couldn't do anything about it. The camera didn't record her directly. Dimitri only smiled. Again, while the others were giving up, he was just seeing the catch. "Not directly, indeed ... but here." He tapped the computer screen where there was a mirror-like window. There she was. It was just a glimpse of a reflection, but it was still something. "Get her face filtered by the program and make it as big as you can. And I want it for yesterday."
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Posted on Wed Apr 03, 2013 13:02:49
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She had decided to stay by now at the oldest hotel in Red-Light, Coolleden, when an incident occurred, a strange girl attacked the owner Jay Buchlarsen, and two days after the girl decided to stay at the hotel, the owner sat at the table begging for help to the teenager. Apparently, her young daughter had been kidnapped, and the case could not be turn to the authorities. Jay said that 350.000 dollars were needed to pay the kidnappers, and added that she did not have enough money to pay, and she had heard that the girl had led several businesses in the Red-Light market and could have enough money to help by giving her mone, and given the fact that so far she had paid the bill for two weeks in cash, she had no reason to believe that the teenager were not rich enough to help her.
However the girl refuted all the reasons and said she had just enough money to survive in the colony, and Jay eventually retired with a stress attack. The teenager followed her and discovered she was quietly consuming ecstasy, and when Jay saw that she had been discovered she begged her not to say anything about her addiction, promised overcome and continued explaining that her dealer was the kidnapper of her daughter. And the name of the dealer was Gemma Von Teese.
The next morning the girl told Jay and her husband Brodie a tangled lie, that she had been police in the past, specialist in kidnappings, and she could handle an operation to rescue their daughter, but she did not have sufficient funds to carry out a rescue operation, Brodie offered 10.000 dollars at first, but the girl refused arguing that it was not enough, after breaking several things and call her mercenary, Brodie doubled its initial offer and handled her 20.000 dollars in cash.
Suspecting that they were not telling the whole truth, the teen bypassed the electronic lock in Brodie's office in less than a minute, and then did the same with the computer in his office, only to discover that for three years Coolleden had been losing money and it had an accumulated debt of 1.5 million dollars in loans with many banks of Red-Light district ...
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BullsCry
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Posted on Wed Apr 03, 2013 14:26:21
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"Mr Infamous, you know who I am. I'm not an ordinary, corrupted cop. It's not wise to have me on your tail. However I'm not currently on you. I'm after the girl you met at the airport. But I'm losing track of her. If I lose her, I'll eventually lay my eyes on other cases such as the Investment Reserve Society. So, I'll ask you again, do you have any useful information about this girl?" Dimitri showed him the picture of the girl. At least the best picture he could show him, because the image was really terrible.
David looked at the picture and then back at the detective. "I'll want protection. Just put me in the witness protection system. She ... she will kill you, detective." He giggled before continuing. "But if you insist, I'll tell you what I know. After all, living at the expense of the govern isn't that bad." David also knew how to continue controlling his business. He had a lot of pawns he could use as false heads of the company. And so it began. David gave Dimitri all the information he had about the girl. Nothing much, but still more than Dimitri was asking for. They were back on the trail.
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Posted on Wed Apr 03, 2013 15:43:58
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The next morning when the girl woke up the first thing she did was look for Jay Buchlarsen to try to get a sample of the drug she had been using, but unfortunately she was reluctant to talk about it anymore. After breakfast at a reserved table asked to speak to Brodie, and she was sent a written response saying he was busy with work. The girl got up angry and after arguing with him to help her gather clues, he left the key to their suite.
She came in and after a search found a metal box under the bed with a pack of ecstasy, two pipes, a lighter, a bottle of tranquilizers and stimulants box. She took all the material and hit the streets. She soon found a den and after short interview with the goalkeeper, with one hundred dollars upfront were enough to get the address of the antrum in which the variety of ecstasy which Jay Buchlarsen consumed to get high was provided under the name of russian red.
The direction of the club in question was Cherrytown. The girl paid three hundred dollars for entrance and dose, and following her way through the lost got to chat briefly with the owner of the antrum, and asked for Gemma Von Teese. It took another five hundred dollars to find out that Gemma Von Teese was a mobster, and she could usually be found at a place called The Revolution Hall, run by the family Vinerri.
The Revolution Hall was a famous place in the city, many of the important personalities accustomed to visit the club for good music, drinks and atmosphere. Upon entering however, one of the guards demanded leaving the guns at the entrance, but she decided to pose as someone with Vinerri connections, and incredibly, the lie slipped.
One of the managers escorted her inside and began an interview with her, since they had not seen the girl before, she would only say that she had a business to attend to and was looking for Gemma Von Teese. The manager explained that Von Teese had begun to bring many problems to Vinerri and attract a lot of attention, so the family had just put a price on her head, then the girl said she had kidnapped the daughter of Jay and Brodie Buchlarsen and she was there specifically to correct that situation. The manager promised to return the girl once they had got Von Teese dissapeared, which was scheduled for that night precisely because they were waiting for her, then the manager got a free drink for the young girl and disappeared into the crowd promising to return and talk later.
The girl took the cup and went to the main stairs. A minute later, Gemma Von Teese appeared walking down the stairs, the girl walked up to the middle and the two collided. She stood still.
- They want you dead ... - Whispered.
Von Teese put her hand inside her jacket just below the left arm, looking for something. When the girl walked up Von Teese stared. Then she motioned for her to follow. Not without suspicion, Von Teese followed the girl, and she led her out. While two of the thugs who had been warned of the arrival of Von Teese went upstairs.
- Who are you?! - Roared Von Teese.
- I'm your f**king guardian angel, if not for me you'd be dead. -
- AAAG! - Gemma Von Teese roared jumping to her. The girl, in a clever sample of reflexes, immediately blocked the attack and pinned the atacker.
- If I wanted to kill you I would have done ... - She said as she pulled her gun and pointed to Gemma's temple.
After Von Teese was debated trying to get loose, to no avail, gave up all resistance.
- Where do you live? - Asked the girl.
- Do I look as a fool bitch? - Gemma answered.
- You look as one exactly. I'm here to help and you resist yet. - Said the girl throwing Von Teese against a lot of containers. Then she stood, static, watching her. The next instant Von Teese stood in a threatening manner, but when the teen looked at the gun and shook her head, the Gemma´s combat attitude was deposed and replaced by one of considerable confusion.
- I will not pay or anything. - All she said.
The girl shook her head from left to right.
- I'm not going to give you drugs. -
Then the girl raised her head and looked at her for a long time in the eyes. And both kept the look.
- Take me to your house. I'll help you pack. You give me back the girl. - Explained gently.
- What if I refuse? -
She pulled the Von Teese´s submachine, which she had stolen when they hit at the stairs, and with a swift movement almost imperceptible to the eye placed pointing to the head of Gemma Von Teese.
- If you refuse, make sure you tell me where you want me to shoot the first bullet. -
(The girl returned their daughter to Jay and Brodie and get to keep the Von Teese´s MP5 Navy and her motorbike as she managed to help her to scape from the city by fying overseas to an unknown location) One of the druggies has drawn her in a wall of the den:
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Posted on Thu Apr 04, 2013 00:31:47
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Dimitri was on his bed. He wasn't sleeping yet. He was too worried to sleep. That was a hot night, and so he was wearing only his sleeping pants. Comfortable. He was there, lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling. His apartment was too big for a single person. Worked by a famous designer, it used the minimalism and space optimize. The result was a place the looked bigger and more with more space than it really had. And it only added to the loneliness of Dimitri's life. It was a representation of his life. Expensive, but empty.
The cellphone rang and he picked it. "Detective Thompson here." It was automatic for him to answer that way. "Dimitri? This is George. Listen, I heard about your case and that girl ... I may have information for you." Dimitri sat up, now more awaken than before. "What ..." He would start to ask, but remembered who he was dealing with. "What do you want in return, George?" Dimitri could feel the other cop's smile. "Well, I got a new car and it happens your parking space is the best. Maybe we could trade ..." There was a moment of silence. That bastard, he would pay one day. But not today. Today he had a deal. "Fine." George then gave him the address of the place he should head to. And also warned him, he shouldn't go there as a cop.
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Posted on Thu Apr 04, 2013 14:38:26
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Two days later, Jay Buchlarsen had eloped with her daughters and one of the hotel workers, Samuel, and while the girl was driving her brand new motorcycle she found a corpse in the middle of the district Overfront. She got off the bike, he had been killed with a knife in the back, so funny. She searched the corpse finding several electronic cards, and several business cards, a membership card of a club called Athens and an identity card indicating that the deceased was the patrol sergeant of Westside, of the twelfth division, which whose name was William Redfreitas, and the address of an apartment in the Heights. Appropriating all the girl suddenly sensed a presence and since she stood a figure fled.
Running behind the figure finally got him to stop, squaring off with a knife, and reeking of alcohol.
- My blade is bigger. - Explained as she pulled her machete out.
The man threw down his knife and surrendered, few questions later confessed that he had no idea that this guy was patrol agent, but he had been receiving an envelope full of money from the hands of union members and Vinerri thought it was a low-level bureaucrat, so he stole. Then he offered what he stole as currency for his freedom.
- Listen, look, my name is Freddie, Freddie Greenidge, of Greenidge, look, let me go, I ... I have stolen five hundred dollars, a laptop and a skewer of data, look, I put on the floor, okay?, all for you, just let me go. -
The girl kept the machete and Freddie ran. Examining the agent's computer, she realized that he had a major security lock, scheduled to flight an application able to crack the password and copied the data communications network of over 30 entries, there was nothing else. After connecting the data skewer to her own computer, the teenager realized it had a high-level encryption, military grade, and she needed the decryption key. She tried by connecting to the agent computer, did not work. It was not usual for a patrol encryption. Now she regretted allowing Freddie to go, but really she did not think he was involved in some way, and she was sure he does not even knew what was in the data skewer.
Realizing that her computer was not powerful enough, decided to find a rental through internet. She found one of last generation, fivety dollars per hour. Once in her suite of Coolleden, she started working ...
thirty hours later finally managed to decrypt the information, through a multimedia scene showed, a first failed attempt to assassinate the president of Torn, and also that, at present, there was a covert plot led by a radical faction to assassinate Chedburn Bishop, executive administrator of the city. And this time without causing failures. The best option was to visit the William Redfreitas apartment ASAP.
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Posted on Thu Apr 04, 2013 17:25:19
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Dimitri was in front of Coolleden, looking at the hotel. What would be the best approach, he asked himself. Reckoning the steps that brought him there, he smiled. His parking space was a nice price to pay for that information.
The corrupted cop brought him to that nasty club Cherrytown. There he got information over Gemma Von Teese, and her recent activities regarding a kidnap. But also got information over a mysterious girl. The description matched the picture, just the hair was different. But the face, the age ... it had to be her. Dimitri checked that Gemma was out of the country. The airport confirmed her arrival at the destination. They asked if they should warn the local police. Dimitri didn't say a thing. It wasn't up to him to tell others how they should work. He simply thanked the airport director and closed his cellphone. That was odd, cause her motorbike was caught on a traffic radar over the speed for that region.
Next step was to ask for the picture of the radar. It showed a girl, young one, on the motorbike. That definitely wasn't Gemma. The picture was again terrible, and was showing the pilot from the back, but Dimitri could bet it was that mysterious girl. He paid careful attention to the hair, the new design. The girl was connected to Gemma somehow. It would be worth looking for the girl that Gemma kidnapped, and that was the last move that brought Dimitri to Coolleden.
He unwrapped the piece of paper and looked at the picture.
The girl was pretty, somehow. He grinned, shaking his head and saving the paper back to his case. The detective walked in and headed to the reception. He smiled at the receptionist. "Hello, I'm here to check in. I just got to the city and have no reservation." The woman looked back at him and smiled back. He was handsome and he took close care of his appearance. Plus, he smelled good. "Of course, sir. We have a few vacant rooms. Standard, Master and Suite Master." Offered the girl, her voice a little bit less professional and a bit more sexy. "Suite Master will be." She smiled even more. It didn't mean he was rich, but sure he had a stable income to afford the suite master. "Your ID, Mr ..." She asked, holding her hand in the air to get his document. Dimitri smiled and gave her the ID. "Thompson. Adam Thompson. Business manager." The ID card he gave was from his dead brother. Ever since his death, Dimitri started using his ID whenever he needed to be known as anything but a detective. They weren't twins, but the similarities were just close enough. She took the ID and registered him at the hotel. "Here's your key ... and my turn end at 7 PM." He gave her half of a smile, only one side of the mouth. "I'll be waiting at my room." With that, he stepped away.
But he didn't went upstairs just now. It was early yet. He headed to the main hall, from where he could check everyone that would enter and leave the place, and picked the newspaper of the day. He stood there, fake-reading the news while waiting for the girl to show up. It wasn't sure she would, but he had a hunch he was very, very close.
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Posted on Thu Apr 04, 2013 17:43:55
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The bot which she had installed to track records of new guests at the hotel's central computer told from a mismatch right in the moment when she was about to leave her room, but she was too excited by the information she had just discovered, so she put her lens, glasses and wore a leather suit, locked the computer and after taking her helmet made her way to the lobby.
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Posted on Thu Apr 04, 2013 19:30:43
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Given that the address and the secret code of the apartment were in the Redfreitas´s computer, she did not take long to arrive there riding the motorbike. The floor in the apartment was messy, there were several patrol uniforms, and closets were filled with clothes. She also found the itinerary of a trip from Toronto dated at the last week as well as a personal computer and four skewers of data. However, all the data spikes were empty. By accessing the computer, devoid of security, she found out a database of bank movements of Redfreitas, and she realized that there was too much money for a cop. There was also a transfer order from the Toronto special police to the patrol of Torn. And besides that, also an entry that said "Rusenko / Lazaro, Club Athens, at 20:00."
Without delay she decided her first move, contacted Toronto police and asked for Redfreitas, Lieutenant commanding officer, Francisco Barrera, did not know him, and denied having issued any transfer order. Then, she used the Redfreitas´s personal computer to contact the local patrol, Lieutenant Christine Sengupta and confirmed that Redfreitas was transfered to the local patrol a week before, from Toronto. At this point the teenager decided to share the information she had gathered. Liutenant Christine Sengupta was quickly said that Redfreitas was dead and was probably infiltrate into her police station, since the agent Redfreitas had never been transferred from Toronto as there nobody did even know him, she also said to have a number of documents showing a hidden interest in the murder of the executive administrator Chedburn Bishop.
The surprise with which Christine received the data was big, so the teenager transferred the documents securely to the lieutenant. Christine Sengupta wanted to meet her to question her further, but she refused. She also kept to herself the name of Freddie and Rusenko appointment, as she had decided to assist the meeting on her own feet. The girl made a security copy of every spyke and hardrive she found in the apartment, took all the proofs and then deleted everything, then prepared many bags and placed inside torncity patrol uniforms before leaving the place definitely.
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Posted on Thu Apr 04, 2013 20:39:04
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Dimitri left the corner he was hiding when he heard her footsteps towards the door. He was behind the main door, carefully paying attention to her chat with some lieutenant. He took note of the name the girl spoke. Christine Sengupta. Now he wait for the girl to leave the apartment. After all, he couldn't approach her just suddenly. He had nothing against her. She didn't commit any of the murders, and if only the one by the alley, it could easily be defended as self defense.
The girl left the place going to the elevator. Dimitri waited till she the door was closed and hurried to the stairs. He jumped down, 3 or 4 steps at a time, just to manage to make it at the same time of the old elevator, fortunately a slow model. Again, he waited for her to leave the building before going after her. He would just keep an eye at her as much as he could.
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Posted on Thu Apr 04, 2013 20:54:46
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The Athens was extremely exclusive club with high membership fees and really extensive admission process. But she had an ace up her sleeve: The Redfreitas membership card.
The interior of the club was beautiful and richly decorated, divided into different areas for recreation, dinners, betting ... And a lot of security guards were planted in front of several doors. While the girl spent the afternoon she realized that people coming in and out of those doors were business people. They would probably be meeting for dealing and nothing more.
When 20:00 approached, the teen walked into the bar and asked one of the waiters for Rusenko, no problem told him, and pointed her who Rusenko was, since apparently he was a regular at the club. Rusenko was sitting in one of the corner tables in the restaurant, he was eating rice with salad, and he was huge.
She approached directly and Rusenko greeted her as she walked in front of him. She politely returned the greeting. Were planted in front of him and asked for Redfreitas. Lazaro Rusenko's face became instantly a puzzle, and the girl insisted if he had ever seen Redfreitas, then Rusenko stood up and said that was not his job to discuss who he knew or not, then walked away, leaving his dinner unfinished. She decided to follow discreetly. At the same time called the lieutenant Sengupta and demanded to be given access to the criminals database of the patrol, although the official initially refused, the girl convinced her with three words: Chedburn Bishop dead. The girl read while walking that Lazaro Rusenko was one of the aliases used by one of the greatest assasins hired by family Vinerri, Rusenko had not been known to be in the city and the intelligence service thought he was a veteran of the Russian Federation and expert sniper. To the girl nothing else was needed. She was sure Lazaro Rusenko and the man she had seen at the restaurant were the same person. She got inside Athens´s hotel behind him, and followed Rusenko silently to his room. The number 2323. Lazaro Rusenko closed the door behind him.
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Posted on Fri Apr 05, 2013 02:24:32
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Dimitri followed the teenager till she entered that private club. He didn't even try to get access. He knew that wouldn't be done that way. Instead, he decided to make a few calls. First was to one of his contacts at the high grades of the department.
"Good afternoon, sir. It's Detective Dimitri Thompson. I'm following a suspect of several cases and she managed to enter the Athens Private Club. I know what I'm asking is a lot, but it's for the sake of the investigation. If you have access to the club, or if you know anyone with access, I ask to intercede for me to let me get in there. Yes, I understand. Thank you, sir." He turned the call off. Next was the other officer. Christine Sengupta. He dialed to the base.
"Central? I need the phone of an officer. Her name is Christine Sengupta. I need it ASAP. Yes, I'll wait on the line." It didn't take long to get that kind of information. "Lieutenant Christine Sengupta, 555-... Thank you." He turned it off again and dialed the lieutenant. At first she was very uncomfortable talking about that situation, but Dimitri assured her he wasn't after the lieutenant, but the teenager girl. He just wanted her partner to help him on that key to his multiple cases at hand.
"As I told you, she seems to be some kind of watchman, outlaw. She's doing justice by her own hands. The problem is that she already made a wrong victim, not directly, but by her acts she led a good man to die. I'm afraid more innocents will die in the run. That's why we need to stop her, but first we must get something conclusive on her." He heard her side and agreed. "Fine. I just need you to keep me informed whenever she contacts you again." The call had finished, but the evening was just beginning.
Dimitri soon got the call he was waiting for. The high grade officer got what he needed. Gave him the instructions and Dimitri followed. He left his car where he parked it and headed to the entrance. He was already dressed for the situation, so it just made things easier. "Password Veronika." That was a one time password. They had it for such cases. And whenever a password was used, they changed it. A system almost perfect. Dimitri was allowed to enter, and so he did, discrete, looking around as if he was admiring the place instead of looking for someone. It didn't take much for him to find the girl. She was the only teenager there, after all. Him? He was just another business man there. He took a seat by the balcony and ordered his drink. Johnnie Walker, Black Label.
His phone rang again. He was watching the girl and she was on the phone. Dimitri checked who was calling and he saw Christine Sengupta's name. "Yes? Ah, I see, I'm listening." The lieutenant called him while the teenager was trying to get access to the database. "What do I do?" Asked the officer, as Dimitri responded. "She mentioned Chedburn dead ... give her the info she needs. I'll keep her close." He also heard when the lieutenant gave the girl the information she had required. He noticed when she closed her phone and Christine talked to him. "Yeah, I see it. She's standing up. I gotta go now. I'll inform you later. Bye." He stood up and followed the girl into the club's hotel. He wasn't going to approach her yet. He needed something to charge her, or everything would be for nothing and she would slip his hands.
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Posted on Fri Apr 05, 2013 11:41:26
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She unlocked the door...
Taking a quick look around the room she saw that it seemed empty, but the curtains flapped in the wind and the balcony door was open. She walked toward it and was soon set foot outside, her intuition told her to jump, and she did so in the moment when a bullet shattered the glass of the window, saving herself by little. Immediately she drew her small pistol and ran at full speed toward the balcony, looking for coverage.
Rusenko was next, fired again but luckily the speed of the race again served to prevent a shot that would have been fatal. She did not want to kill Rusenko, she wanted to disarm him. He aimed the weapon. The bullet hit the target this time hitting her in the chest and cut her breath. And she shot as recovered her breath exhaling and disabled Rusenko's rifle. The murderer bellowed walk toward her quickly while unholstered a gun. She launched her own against his one and the two pistols fell far out of reach. Lazaro Rusenko screamed again more fiercely if possible and took a swing with tremendous force, the girl blocked the punch and pinned Rusenko, as he tried to get loose.
- Die at once, f**king bitch. -
- Lieutenant Sengupta I've caught the murderer, I want reinforcements and I want them for yesterday! - Screamed the girl while sending her the location.
Then from each hotel room noise was heard overhead the Vinerri family helicopter. She squeezed his neck and left Rusenko meaningless as she became one with the shadows.
- Hey! Is that the family contact? What the f**k happened here? - Asked one of the newcomers while he and three jumped out of the helicopter. The last question was trapped in his throat when the teenager cut it from behind. The other three turned around and found her.
- Hey you, leave your weapons. - One of them said as he watched his companion bleeding on the floor.
- Or if not -
Making a triangle the three surrounded her.
- Or we'll kill you. -
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Posted on Fri Apr 05, 2013 14:59:36
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(( There is a lot happening for Dimitri to stay idle. He was following her and at the first sign of gunfire he would have entered the place. But I'll try to go along with it. ))
Dimitri heard the gunfire and hastened. He quickly picked his pistol from behind and charged to the door, but stopped when he heard the girl's voice. She was still talking to Christine. And apparently she had done her job. Soon, however, he heard the helicopter. He peeked in just to notice when the girl slipped to the shadows. He followed her with the eyes. All her attention focused on guys that have arrived. He watched as she killed one of them. He didn't see she had been shot, but that wasn't needed. She was surrounded by three armed guys. She could kill one, even two, but she wouldn't make it out alive ... alone.
The gun fired twice as two of the men fell dead. Dimitri had got an angle so that he would quickly aim for two of them without risking hitting the girl. He had dropped his unknown position and was now helping the girl. Well, dead she would do no good, so he best save her. After all, those guys were bad guys, right?
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Posted on Fri Apr 05, 2013 15:25:39
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- Try it. - She replied with a shrug just at the same time than a gun fired from far and killed two of the men, the girl felt an impulse and mortal slashed the third one on his neck while he started shooting at her after hearing the shots. The girl managed to kill him but she also received several hits in the chest, above her bulletproof vest, which left her breathless, the last thing she saw before vanishing was the man who had shot those guys.
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Posted on Sat Apr 06, 2013 03:46:54
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"Central, we have a casualties at Athens' Hotel. Mostly Vinerri's dogs. But we also have a civil victim. I request an ambulance ASAP." Dimitri rushed to the girl while talking at the cellphone. He knelled before her as he checked for her pulse. She was still alive. BANG! More shots towards them, coming from the helicopter. There was no time to think. Dimitri aimed up at the helicopter and shot several times. It forced the pilot to make a maneuver, giving the detective time to pick the girl up on his arms and running inside. From there, he ran downstairs to the exit.
Sure he called attention upon him, but nobody stopped them. After all, they were leaving the place. That was just what everyone there wanted. And the time it took for Dimitri to cross the space between the balcony at the hotel and the entrance of the club, was exactly the time for the ambulance to arrive. He entered it with the girl as she got immediate attention from the paramedics.
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Dimitri was by her side when she opened the eyes. They were at the hospital, and he stood there the whole time, what didn't take much. He smiled when he noticed she was awake. "Good night." His voice was soft, but tired. He didn't have much sleep since she got shot. The windows were pitch black because of the night.
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Posted on Sat Apr 06, 2013 11:03:56
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She opened one eye discreetly, according to the aspect of the room it was in the hospital. She examined with the eye that was open to the man who was so close, he was involved with the police somehow, she was sure, both eyes closed before speaking.
- Where is Rusenko?
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Posted on Sat Apr 06, 2013 15:44:35
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She asked directly about him. That girl wasn't being fooled easily. "Police took him. They came after you called for reinforcement." For how long he would stay jailed, that was another question. With so many corrupt cops out there and with the influence of the Vinerri, Dimitri wouldn't be surprised if Rusenko managed to escape. So far, however, he was jailed.
"Why are you doing all of this? Why are you involving yourself?" He had to understand her. After all, she took a shot. She somehow played the heroine. Maybe she would even get a medal of honor. It's incredible how people change from suspect to honorable.
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