“Waiting for you with Jock and Cantara. We are in the canteen,” he replied.“Find some transport and head to the hospital. I’ve shot a sniper a...d have a car bomb that needs removal. You three need to come and record the scene for me please,” I asked him.Oliver groaned and replied, “Will do, Boss.”Carmel heard Oliver’s reply and looked daggers at me. In a frigid voice, she said, “Why is he calling you the Boss? You’re just a rooky detective, or is there something someone forgot to tell me about. I thought he was going to say something but instead he leaned in and kissed me. I was shocked, confused but wet with anticipation. The next kiss was different as his tongue darted in my mouth and I could feel him getting hard as he grabbed me around my hips and pulled me to him. I pushed him away momentarily to catch my breath and I stumbled backwards forgetting I was in high heeled boots. “Allen” I yelled, “What are you doing?” teetered back inside and grabbed the tequila and poured me two. Then, as if reading her mind, the man said, “Let’s cut to the chase, shall we? Would you like to come over to my place? It’s just down the block.” She was on her feet before he’d finished talking. They left the bar, and as they walked down the street she found out that the man’s name was Derek. It was a very short walk to his apartment building. Derek casually took her hand as he led her up to the second story and into his unit. She glanced around briefly at the modern furniture that filled. "Go to the table." Alanna looked up at him with fire in her eyes. "No." Before she could blink he grabbed hold of her raven hair and started dragging her to the table. Her kicking and screaming gained a round of applause from the audience. God he was strong, he dragged her as if she were made of paper. Tears soon fell from her eyes as in one quick movement he stood her up and ripped her dress clean off throwing the tattered remains off for the crowd to catch. Alanna stood there in her sheer.