*Meeting on the playground*
~Cat~
I was told that some recruits would be joining our local police station this week, and usually, it wouldn’t bother me, but this time something feels off. Two of them I know as a matter of fact. They have been in the club often. John Miller’s parents are fairly well-known for their wealth, and their son isn’t shy in showing he has money.
When I first heard that he and his little sidekick were joining the force, I was thinking of recruiting them until I saw the woman with them the other night. From what my informants could find out, she is their so-called squad leader and, apparently, her call tag is Bada*s.
Cat
“What a silly name, don’t you think?”
I ask the gentleman whose head is currently under my stiletto heel.
Cat “I mean, she has a typical goo
