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“She said, tell her I ain’t hard to find and I’ll be waiting for her when she comes.”

“That little bitch.”

“Remember, Black didn’t put that ‘little bitch’ in charge of his house because she’s a stupid bitch. So, if you’re gonna get her, you have to be smarter than her.”

Bautista got up.

“Where are you going?”

She picked up her half-empty cup. “To top this off,” she said and walked away, but her thoughts weren't on the coffee; her thoughts were on that bitch, Rain Robinson. Not only was she smarter than Rain, but she would bring that bitch down.

“Excuse me,” a female voice said from behind her.

“Can I help you?” Bautista asked.

“Yes, I’m Detective Rachael Dawkins.”

“Detective Marita Bautista,” she said, and the two detectives shook hands.

“I’m looking for Lieutenant Sanchez.”

Bautista looked toward Sanchez’s office. “That’s his office over there, but it looks like he’s on the phone. Can I help you with something?”

“I’ve been assigned to this unit. This is my first day.”

“Well, welcome.”

“Thanks.”

“I guess you can have a seat while you wait. One of these desks is probably gonna end up being yours anyway.”

“Might as well have my pick then,” the detective laughed.

“Coffee’s hot, so help yourself.”

“Thank you.”

“Anything you need, just let me know,” Bautista smiled and headed back to her desk.

“So, detective, tell me what you got?” Kirk asked the moment she sat down.

“I have an informant inside Black’s house that’s starting to pay dividends.”

“Okay, what you got?” Kirk asked.

Bautista looked around the squad room and leaned forward. “She put me on to a meeting between two of Rain’s people and a group of Colombian gun runners that call themselves El Decreto de Guerra this morning.”

“I knew you weren’t out with some girlfriend.”

Bautista smiled. “Did you really?”

“I’m a detective.”

“No. Really, how did you know?”

“You didn’t smell like gin when you came to bed.”

“Oh.”

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