“Swift is good people. She’s one of ours. She’ll help you anyway that she can,” Devon informed the team.
“Thank you. Rameriez, go grab Diesel and meet us at the SUV. The rest of us…” Sgt. Brocard looked around the room.
“Brody has started the search on Ares. You deal with Candy. See if she gives up anything,” Ian told Sgt. Brocard.
“I’m sending Alvarez with you guys. Swift knows her,” Gene informed Alpha Squad.
“Works for me. Maybe fresh eyes, someone not attached to this case from day one can be helpful.” Sgt. Brocard nodded at Alvarez.
“I’m happy to help in any way that I can.” Alvarez smiled at Alpha Squad.
4
Alpha Squad, Larry, Jordyn, Cater, Highlander and Ian arrived at Tampa PD a short time later. Ian advised the desk sergeant that the group was there to meet with Officer Swift.
Several moments passed before a woman came out and walked up to Ian. “Ian, how are you? I didn’t know you were coming.”
“I’m good. Dakota, this is the detectives from California.” Ian went about introducing Alpha Squad and Highlander one by one.
“Nice to meet you ladies. We arrested Candy Ruiz a few hours ago, but she’s not talking. She’s asked for a lawyer, yet for some reason he’s not answering her calls or ours.”
“Guess her well ran dry when it comes to lawyers. Her lawyer in San Diego dropped her as well.” Diesel shrugged, looking at her teammates.
“Maybe, but let’s see what we can find out,” Sgt. Brocard told her detectives. “Officer Swift, who is her attorney of record?”
“Some high dollar sleezeball named George Goodfrey.”
“He hasn’t shown up yet?” Ian asked amused when he heard the name.
“Either he knows something we don’t know about her finances or whoever has been paying her bills has broken the ties they had when she got arrested and she just doesn’t know it yet,” York guessed, looking over at her sergeant.
“How about we go find out. Officer Swift, can you do us a favor?” Sgt. Brocard looked at her team smirking.
“Sure, what’s up?”
“Since Mrs. Ruiz asked for an attorney, let’s call a court appointed one in for her.”
“Oh shit, this is going to be fucking hilarious.” Diesel laughed and clapping her hands.
Nodding at Swift, Raso looked from Pratt to Sgt. Brocard. “Okay boss lady, how are we handling this? We are on Officer Swift’s turf here.”
“Well, obviously Officer Swift is going into the interrogation room. But I’m also sending Pratt and Diesel in with her. If that’s okay with you Officer Swift? Pratt and Diesel tend to annoy the hell out of Candy the most.”
Pratt looked down at Diesel’s feet, shaking her head, causing the others on her team to cough, trying to hide their laughter. Larry, Carter, Ian, Alvarez, Highlander and Swift looked around at the team confused.
Pratt sighed, placing a hand on her hip and one on her forehead, “I seriously cannot believe you’ve been wearing those green sequent socks this whole time with your uniform on.”
“Don’t be jealous! They make a rocking statement, haters!” Diesel pulled up one of her pants legs and slightly moved her foot to make the color shimmer on the shocks showing above her work boot.
“Yep…fuck her from this side up.” Everyone looked up from Diesel’s leg to watch Rameriez walk away in shock.
Everyone except for Diesel burst into laughter when Diesel flipped Rameriez off before walking in the opposite direction towards the interrogation room that held Candy. Diesel looked over her shoulder at Pratt and Swift, lifting an eyebrow, getting impatient to get the interrogation started.
The three women walked into the interrogation room where Candy was sitting at the table, handcuffed to a bar bolted to the table.
“Mrs. Ruiz, I’m Officer Swift…”
“One word, bitch…lawyer,” Candy snarled as the women came into the room.
