You get a knock on your door, detectives wanting to use your apartment for a stakeout. Of course you say yes, little do they know you have a secret of your own. Little do they know you know more about their investigation then what they tell you that night
»»——⍟——««A/n: Omg im so excited for this. I hope it goes well
“Can I help you?” You looked at the two men standing at your door, confusion written all over your face. It is late at night, and the banging on your front door broke you from the activities you were in, drawing you to the door.
“Hi, sorry for bothering you. I’m Detective Marcus Ryan, and this is my partner, Detective Chris Stevens. We’re part of an investigation on some illegal activity in this area and building. Your apartment is in the best position for a stakeout on the building and neighborhood. It will be a great service to the community if we catch this person we’ve been after. Do you mind us using your apartment for the investigation?”
“I guess not,” you step aside, “for the community.” You nervously laugh as they walk into your apartment, equipment already in hand.
“I know this may feel like a major intrusion on your privacy, I assure you it will only be the two of us, and we have no reason or intention to go through your home. Our main focus will be the windows located in the living room,” Marcus says as they walk in, already setting the equipment down and getting to work.
“No problem. May I ask what illegal activity it is that’s taking place here? I’ve lived here for so long, I can’t imagine something so serious going on here,” you say.
“I understand, but unfortunately, that information is confidential. You don’t need to worry tho. This activity won’t put someone like you in any danger,” Marcus replies.
“Ok. Well, can you say who you’re looking for?” you lightly urge.
“I don’t know if you’re aware, but London is a popular area for mob activity. London’s top mobster has resurfaced. We don’t know what for or why, but we are determined to catch him this time around. His name is Tom Holland, London’s topmost dangerous mobster.”
“I see. We’ll I hope your investigation goes well. It’s late, so I’m heading to bed. You guys can help yourselves to do whatever you need. Bathroom is over there, and the fridge is full. Help yourselves,” you smile.
“Of course, thank you again, ma'am,” Marcus says.
You walk to your bedroom, opening and closing the door behind you, seeing the man standing in the middle of your room. “Hi,” you quietly laugh, walking closer to him.
“Hi,” he smirks. “They out there?”
“Yup,” you stand in front of him and wrap your hands around his torso.
“They suspect anything?”
“Of course not. You think I don’t know what I’m doing, Tommy?”
You get a knock on your door, detectives wanting to use your apartment for a stakeout. Of course you say yes, little do they know you have a secret of your own. Little do they know you know more about their investigation then what they tell you that night
»»——⍟——««A/n: Omg im so excited for this. I hope it goes well
“Can I help you?” You looked at the two men standing at your door, confusion written all over your face. It is late at night, and the banging on your front door broke you from the activities you were in, drawing you to the door.
“Hi, sorry for bothering you. I’m Detective Marcus Ryan, and this is my partner, Detective Chris Stevens. We’re part of an investigation on some illegal activity in this area and building. Your apartment is in the best position for a stakeout on the building and neighborhood. It will be a great service to the community if we catch this person we’ve been after. Do you mind us using your apartment for the investigation?”
“I guess not,” you step aside, “for the community.” You nervously laugh as they walk into your apartment, equipment already in hand.
“I know this may feel like a major intrusion on your privacy, I assure you it will only be the two of us, and we have no reason or intention to go through your home. Our main focus will be the windows located in the living room,” Marcus says as they walk in, already setting the equipment down and getting to work.
“No problem. May I ask what illegal activity it is that’s taking place here? I’ve lived here for so long, I can’t imagine something so serious going on here,” you say.
“I understand, but unfortunately, that information is confidential. You don’t need to worry tho. This activity won’t put someone like you in any danger,” Marcus replies.
“Ok. Well, can you say who you’re looking for?” you lightly urge.
“I don’t know if you’re aware, but London is a popular area for mob activity. London’s top mobster has resurfaced. We don’t know what for or why, but we are determined to catch him this time around. His name is Tom Holland, London’s topmost dangerous mobster.”
“I see. We’ll I hope your investigation goes well. It’s late, so I’m heading to bed. You guys can help yourselves to do whatever you need. Bathroom is over there, and the fridge is full. Help yourselves,” you smile.
“Of course, thank you again, ma'am,” Marcus says.
You walk to your bedroom, opening and closing the door behind you, seeing the man standing in the middle of your room. “Hi,” you quietly laugh, walking closer to him.
“Hi,” he smirks. “They out there?”
“Yup,” you stand in front of him and wrap your hands around his torso.
“They suspect anything?”
“Of course not. You think I don’t know what I’m doing, Tommy?”
