Walking out of my quarters in a three piece black suit with a dark grey button up shirt, while tying my tie.
"Alfred, call and set up a meeting with Madam Spider…at the local chapter of the Continental." My voice is cold and sharp and Alyssa suddenly looks very scared.
"Bi-big brother?" Alyssa's stutters as she calls out to me which makes me walk over to her and pick her up.
"Everything is going to be okay, Alyssa…just some dumb Gits who don't know who they're messing with." My answer brings a small but worried smile to her face.
"Dumb Gits need to learn that they don't fuck with, my big brother Silas Walker!" Alyssa cheers firmly in my arms and hugs my neck tightly, while Alfred chokes on a suppressed laugh.
"That's right…and watch your language, young ladies don't swear ya'little runt." Playfulness rises up in my voice and I begin to tickle attack Alyssa who squirms and giggles in my arms.
"Big brother, STOP…PLEASE!!! GRANDPA!!!" Alfred is experiencing a full on laughing fit now and even the security staff are struggling not to show their amused feelings openly.
Ceasing my tickle assault, "Now you have to stay here with grandpa Alfie, Miss Sarah and her security team until I get things straightened out."
Alyssa buries her against the crook of my neck, as she starts to cry. "Please come back big brother. I don't want to lose you like Grandpa and I lost Mummy and Daddy."
"I promise, you sweethearted girl." My soft response I swear draws some sniffles from the ladies in the security team but I chose not to outwardly acknowledge them as I hand Alyssa off to Alfred pressing a kiss to the top of her head in a show of comfort.
Suddenly Sarah Harding is standing in front of me holding out a decorative box. "I thought you might be needing these, Sir…you can't use your service weapons or usual backups." She says to me as she opens the lid with her thumbs revealing two Desert Eagles in 50. Cal AE one black one silver.
"Thank you, Miss Harding." I take the custom pistols, the four spare extended magazines, while Alyssa hands me an under arm rig for holstering the hand cannons.
"Thanks, sis." Alyssa beams a smile my way.
Leaving that bunker entering the garage, I walk over to the Duke'O'Death replicated 67 Dodge Charger, hammering the throttle to the floor roasting my tires as I peel out of the underground garage.
The drive to the Continental is peaceful, as soon as I pull up a stunning woman who looks like Elvira in her prime is waiting for me out front of the Continental underneath a black lace umbrella.
"The great Silas Walker blesses the Continental with his presence…with a million dollar chip on his life…you never do things by half measures do you?"
"You know me Madam…I take after my mother when it comes to handling matters of importance."
"That you do…please come inside before some prospecting fool attempts to kill you before you can enter the sanctuary…and you paint the sidewalk in front of my building red with their blood." The smile on Madam Spider's face reveals her too long, too sharp looking incisors.
"Thank you, Madam." I dip my head slightly and walk up beside Madam Spider who immediately takes my arm and leans against my frame.
"It has been a long time since I have last seen you, my dear Nephew." Madam Spider isn't my Aunt by blood but she is my god mother and was a close friend of my mother.
"Sorry…I've been-'
"Busy, yes I know…becoming a peace officer…your various business interests. But you lack a love life…other than the arrangements you have with certain women lacking in actual care for you."
"Auntie…" My voice comes out a bit like a teenager's whiny groan, which makes a soft giggle bubble out of the mature beauty of a woman.
"I have heard that a certain someone is in town…how are you doing? and no I don't mean with the price on your head as it isn't the first time it has happened and I'm certain it won't be the last." There's no mystery to who my aunt is asking about.
"Thea…I-I don't know, I thought I was past it but then I heard her name and it all rushed to the surface."
"Is it because you have been denying your true feelings towards what has happened all these years?"
"Wha-"
"Please Silas, I changed your diapers, I know you better than you know yourself. You love…loved that girl before and after what happened…happened."
"It was because of her and Phoebe that I wasn't in the car with Mom and Dad that night, I hate her!" The outburst that comes out of me and the smack to my cheek from Madam auntie snap me back to reality.
"Silas…I think we both know that you wouldn't have died even if you were in the vehicle with your parents. We both know you could have snapped whatever paltry restraints those girls used on you and taken control of the situation at any time. You didn't because a part of you knew and enjoyed what was happening…I think you and she have suffered enough over the years, and that it is time for you to be an adult and own up to your decisions."
"Okay Auntie, so would you like to give me the information I need to know to get the price on my head rescinded…and to permanently end this current threat?" At my reply Madam Spider lets out a deep throaty laugh.
"Oh dear, I already sent everything to that Butler…and your PMC is taking care of the problem in tandem with the L.A.P.D."
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Angela Lopez felt nervous as it felt like all eyes within the station landed on her the second that Silas's fancy ass car pulled up in front of the station. The thought that everyone knows plays over and over again in her head.
Just as she is about to reach Sergeant Grey's office the familiar voice of Mid-Wilshire station's Captain calls out to her.
"Officer Lopez, my office now!"
Following Captain Zoe Anderson up to her office, Angela can't help but feel like her career is over.
When the Captain motions for her to sit in a chair in front of her desk as the Captain sits in her chair, the door clanging shut just as Angela's ass hits the cushioned seat.
"Officer Lopez…Angela it is good to see that you are safe and sound, I have a suspicion of why you couldn't answer the return to station alert and why Officer Walker couldn't either. But all the same I want to hear it from your mouth. Why did you let every officer in this station believe that we had two officers possibly abducted or dead?"
"I…Ma'am, I went to Officer Walker's home last night after being cleared of any wrong doing by I.A. and the review panel…to check on him."
"That much is a given you are his T.O. temporary or not it is your job to make sure that he can cope with the stresses of the job."
"He invited me inside for dinner, I was starving having not eaten anything since breakfast before shift start…I know I shouldn't have but then we got to talking at some point alcohol was introduced…" Angela explains her Captain's expression becoming more severe with every word that comes out of Angela's mouth.
"I started sharing some old stories with him after realizing he's a great guy…and not a rich douchebag just looking for a thrill and getting it by becoming a cop."
"Let me fast forward this for you, an attempt was made on Officer Walker's life and possibly yours as well due to being partially responsible for the death of one Joseph Tran mostly known as Johnny Tran. At some point rather than checking in with the station you and Officer Walker participated in an act of sex intercourse that lasted until what I'm sure is only half an hour ago. Am I correct?"
"Yes Ma'am…we couldn't call in because Silas…I mean Officer Walker shut down all signal traffic in and around his building to prevent any more explosions…before taking me to a secure bunker located underneath his building." At Angela's explanation of events Captain Zoe Anderson brings a hand up to her forehead and begins massaging her temples.
"Angela…can you guess as to why I approved the transfer of a spec ops operator to my station to be Officer Walker's permanent T.O. or why I assigned you as his temporary T.O.?"
"I thought Sergeant Grey handled assigning Rookies to T.O.'s Ma'am." Angela expresses her surprise but the Captain only sighs and shakes her head side to side gently.
"It's a team decision for the most part, let me put it like this the entire L.A.P.D. operates on a 2 billion dollar budget from the city that pays for the Shops, the necessary kit and the general day to day expenses."
"It sounds like a lot but I know we're understaffed and our warbags sometimes lack things that could be useful in the field-"
"I'm a…"
"Yes you figured it out…you are a honey trap for Officer Walker, who has deep connections and deeper pockets…" Captain Zoe Anderson confirms for Angela whose face twists into a frown, as the woman hands her a thick file.
Angela opens it and begins to read through Silas's Academy file and deep thorough background checks.
"His total wealth is twice the L.A.P.D's yearly budget and in terms of recruits he beat every positive record by a mile due to the constant intense training he has gone through for the past three years with former special forces soldiers from all over the world that work for him through his Private Military Company." Angela feels numb all of a sudden, memories of last night not the sex okay a little bit of the world rocking sex but mostly the conversations about his humanitarian activities. And the way he'd so fluidly dodge questions she forgot that she even asked him.
"So what are you saying Ma'am you expected us to click and sleep together? Am I supposed to use my relationship with him to gather information so that the people of L.A. can bring a case against him?!" By the time Angela finishes shouting at her Captain her chest is heaving as she takes in deep laboured breaths.
"I will do you a favor and ignore that outburst Officer Lopez. And No, I don't want you to gather evidence against him…not after I had to call in all my favors with a friend in Navy Intelligence just to get the full picture on Officer Walker. Then I had to call in a favor with a team of FBI Profilers just to make the picture of the man clear and to find the best applicants to pair with our admittedly dreamy billionaire playboy Officer. I was number one on the list. The operative that is transferring here came in second and you came in third."
"I still don't quite understand what you want from me…" Angela mutters as she reads through the profile on Silas, attracted to strong, driven women with strong maternal instincts that still manage to be mercenary in positions of power, due to the closeness he had with his mother. Highly competent, competitive, can be brutal in business, cold and emotionless when hurt emotionally, handles physical pain well but is highly neurotic and sensitive though hides it well.
"Angela…as one woman in the L.A.P.D to another, no woman would ever make it out of patrol unless one of two things happens: she gets a rich V.I.P backer or a higher ranked officer can't keep his dick out of his hands when her file crosses his desk. It's why I assign so many V.I.P's to you because I know you're hungry, driven and a great cop. Being Officer Walker's T.O. puts you in a position to not only have him and his wealth backing you when you try to climb up the ladder but it puts you firmly in the top brass's heads at headquarters."
"I want to advance…but I want it to be on my own merits not because of who I get on my back and spread my legs for." Angela's terse reply only draws a sad smile from Captain Zoe Anderson.
"I wish merits mattered for us Angela, but they don't and as long as the top brass is made out of men they never will. I never would have made it to Captain if my predecessor, who is now chief of police, couldn't stop drooling over the way my blues hugged my ass." A laugh slips out of Angela at the memory that Captain Anderson's comment brings to the surface of Silas claiming to be inspecting her duty belt when they both know he was checking out her ass.
"I am surprised that, got a laugh and a smile like that out of you Officer Lopez." Captain Anderson offers in an amused tone but when Angela seems to squirm in her seat a real laugh leaves the slightly older woman.
"Or maybe it has to do with a certain handsome and wealthy…"
"It does, yesterday I caught him staring at my ass…he claimed he was just inspecting my duty belt to make sure that he had his setup right…but on the second time I confronted him he admitted that after I brought it up he couldn't take his eyes off of my great looking ass." Angela admits getting a laugh out of her Captain.
"I bet that was flattering…usually the men we deal with who are that open about their ogling seem to be fat unattractive grease balls."
"It…it was kinda refreshing, confronting a man about his lingering eyes and having him so openly own up to his actions and compliment my figure. Because you know I work hard to keep myself looking like this." It was obvious gossip time between two beautiful women who just experienced something close to a heart to heart moment.
"Don't I know it, after getting a desk job I have to work out twice as much at the gym to stop myself from packing on the pounds in the wrong places!" The two women share a laugh before Captain Anderson takes a deep breath in.
"Angela…I like you, and I think you could go all the way to the top of the chain of command but to do that you need to secure Officer Walker in your corner…how you do that whether it's sleeping with him or not I don't care. But I want…No, I need you to show him the job, show him just how underfunded we really are, secure his wallet for the L.A.P.D. and any political trouble that might come up because of the possible relationship you have with him will be smoothed over. You will always always carry the accusation of sleeping your way to the top just like I do even though I never let anyone into my pants besides my ex-husband."
Angela's expression shows she's in deep thought and that her thoughts aren't very kind right now even if they aren't directed at Captain Anderson or Silas but the system.
"Thank you for the advice, Ma'am…I better go check in with Sergeant Grey and take the repercussions for not checking in."
"There won't be any repercussions this time Angela…I've already handled Wade, you will have to earn back the trust that he had in you though."
"Thank you, Ma'am…and I…I think I messed things up with Silas this morning, any more advice for me woman to woman?"
"You read his file…if you can't figure out a way to make good with him with all that information, maybe you aren't meant to advance past patrol. You are dismissed, Officer Lopez…" Angela felt like she'd just been slapped in the face as she left her Captain's office and began heading to the women's locker room.
Just as she is about to enter the women's locker room Talia hugs her, then punches her in the arm. "Damnit girl, you had Tim and I worried about you, you couldn't check in with one of us?!" Talia Bishop rags on Angela making her smile and hug her best friend back.