This is the sixth part of fictitious story of Melissa, a young female rookie police officer selected to participate in an undercover assignment assigned to a federal task force. Gene, her FTO will serve as her guardian angel and security back up. Brian and Samantha agents that will be working with them on the undercover case join them at the safe house. Jo and Brian bring Nikki, a confidential informant to the safe house to meet Melissa or Liza her undercover name.LB, formerly known as FBB, my former love and still a soul mate is the coauthor and editor. The story takes place in a large metropolitan city on the west coast. Samantha, Jo, and Brian work for a fictitious federal law enforcement agency.
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Brian and Sam each gave an update on their areas, the progress of the training, while the white shirts at headquarters took their notes. Melissa and Gene sat attentive, but had little to add to the discussion, and waited for the subject matter to turn to operational details. With the logistics out of the way, Brian threw a curve ball that Melissa and Gene were unaware of. There was a confidential informant (CI—not a law enforcement officer) working the case and was already in place providing information to the agents that had been working it, Brian and his staff of forensic and criminal analyst. They were both surprised that she would be arriving at the safe house later in the day!
After the call, they all stayed around the table to talk. Gene piped up first, "So, who is this CI?"
Sam responded, "We knew that this was going to catch you as a surprise, but remember a lot of this case is "close hold" and on a need to know basis to protect everyone's lives."
Nikki, the CI that was due to arrive from the city, had suffered a run-in with the law and to keep from going to prison she had agreed to use her "assets" to gather intelligence on cases, bring officers in undercover, and to testify only if necessary! Her first brush with the law was as a recent college dropout that hung around hotel bars frequented by businessmen. She used her body to gain the trust of the men and walk away the next morning with their watches, jewelry, money, and whatever else she could hock quickly for cash. Moving quickly up the criminal food chain she became the girlfriend of Anthony, a local mob street boss. As a girlfriend, she wasn't trusted as a "kept woman" but could pick up key information by keeping her ears open. She would bring Melissa to a party and work her into the group of "ladies" that were always around to have a good time.
Needing to take a break, the agents grabbed some lunch food from the refrigerator and carried their plates to eat by the pool and enjoy the sun. The agents' ears perked when they heard the engine of an SUV roll to a stop and park with the mix of the other undercover cars in either the garage or the parking area that doubled as a basketball court.
The doors opened and the agents, all recognizable young men and women, in good shape, sunglasses, dressed neatly but not in the "uniform" of federal agents (suits, ties, etc.) emerged. Nikki, the CI, stepped from the back seat. Instead of wearing sunglasses, she had a satin mask—normally worn in the bedroom or during kinky sex—that covered her eyes. She extended her hand for an agent to guide her from the car.
Jo was very tall, blonde, with the muscular body that reminded Melissa of some of the volleyball players that shared the women's athletic facility at LSU. The blonde agent, Melissa would learn later that her name was Joanne or Jo, took Nikki's hand and led her toward the group of agents finishing their lunch poolside.
Walking with her eyes, covered Nikki stumbled a little as she negotiated the uneven surface of the pathway. After they were away from the cars, Jo removed Nikki's mask with one hand while offering her a pair of oversized "Hollywood" sunglasses before the noonday sun blinded her. Nikki and Jo's bodies were a study in contrast; where Jo was tall, blonde, and muscular, Nikki was petite, dark hair and her olive skin flaunted her Italian heritage.
Nikki grew up in the area of town known as "Little Sicily" which was also the home to many of the "families" that ran the criminal organizations in the Metropolitan area with ties to families on the East Coast. She and her boyfriend were arrested in one of the federal crackdowns on organized crime; the boyfriend, a real jerk, left her to hang by herself and the family didn't provide any of the help offered the members of the family that were caught up in the police's net that horrible night.
