Catch me if you can

Things get weird

"It's ten am." Ally piped up.

"And I was out until six am following some creep." He replied with a scowl.

"Who are you? And why give me that?" Camila asked, pointing at the card still sat on the desk.

"My name's Matt Musto but everyone calls me blackbear. And I heard through the grapevine that you'd resigned. I'm always looking for new partners." Blackbear shrugged.

"New partners, funny. Like they've ever said yes." The woman at the desk said under her breath.

"Becky, shut up." Blackbear replied easily. "We can discuss the details in my office if you're interested in the job?"

"Only condition I have is that Ally works with me. We've had each other's backs since the start." Camila said with a grin at Ally. Blackbear nodded once before stepping into his office and gesturing them in.

The door closed behind them and they sat across from Blackbear, who collapsed in a creaky old chair on the other side of the desk.

"You two are the ones who brought down Jauregui, anyone worth their money knows how impressive that is." Blackbear started.

"Mila was the one who did that. I just tagged along." Ally waved him off easily.

"Support in your ventures is always needed, no matter what you're aiming for. Having someone in your corner really keeps it all together." Blackbear pointed out. "Having someone who keeps you on track and helping you out is just as important."

"I couldn't have done it without Als, a couple of times I would've probably given up, or gone way off base and done something highly illegal." Camila snorted as Ally rolled her eyes.

"How's this work then?" Ally asked, looking back at Blackbear in curiosity.

"Usually a lot of sitting on your ass."

The three of them stared at the closed door and Blackbear sighed.

"Becky! Eavesdropping, what have I told you?" He said loudly. Becky pressed her hand up to the frosted window and flipped her off. "She's not wrong though."

"But we get to help people right? Like this isn't some cop out that revolves around keeping you drunk like those fuckin' TV shows?" Camila said, leaning forward in her chair.

"I mean I do like drinking but never on the job. Unless of course it's needed to keep a cover." Blackbear mused. "But yes, I help people. Even if it's mostly cheating a-holes."

"Opinion on the BLM movement?" Camila said cautiously.

"Oh me and Becky were out in the middle of it, believe we spent a night down in the 66th precinct."

"96th!" Becky's muffled correction made him smile.

"Yeah, we're not like cop- um... we're not discriminatory here." Blackbear coughed and shot them an awkward smile.

"I'm down for it. Ally?" Camila turned to her partner with a grin. Ally sighed and rubbed her forehead.

"Well I need to pay rent and this kinda fell in my lap... so sure. Sounds good." Ally agreed with a crooked smile.

"Awesome. Becks! Pull up the paperwork!"

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Lauren knew that ringing her dad was risky, more so for him since he was the one using a mobile.

It also rung for a lot longer than usual.

"Lauren." She took a steadying breath at her father's gruff voice.