Double Deception

Chapter 5: A Chase

While the city of New York slept, three men across town did not. Two men waited in an old school diner in Queens. The two men were in a booth, one an asian man and the other a dark-skinned man. The Asian one turned to the other man and looked at his phone. It was well past midnight, and that diner stayed open late.

“He should be here any moment,” the asian man said, whose name was Jinu. Jinu grinned widely at the man sitting next to him. “You’ll love this guy, he’s got the goods.”

The dark-skinned man nodded and adjusted his glasses on his face. “How long has he been doing this business?”

“A few years,” Jinu answered.

The door to the diner opened, and both men straightened up.

“Here he is now,” Jinu said.

In walked a man with dark skin and a casual outfit with a backpack. The diner was empty besides them, and apparently, Jinu knew the owner to do these dealings with.

“Evening, gentlemen, I’m Jiovani,” said the man who walked in. He walked over to where they sat and set his backpack on the table.

“Did you bring the goods?” Jinu asked eagerly.

The dark-skinned man who sat next to Jinu spoke.” I’m visiting from out of town, and I heard if I wanted good stuff, you were the person to see.

“That would be me,” Jiovani said with a wink. He turned his back to Jinu and the other man and opened his backpack. “I got it all here in my backpack.” He pulled out some drugs in his hands and turned to face them.” I don’t know if I have the one you’re talking about, but I think I know someone who does.”

“There is no need,” said the dark-skinned man who sat next to Jinu. He stood up, and both Jinu and Jiovani stared in confusion and froze when the man continued to pull out a police badge and said, “You guys are under arrest.”

Before anyone could do anything, two police officers barged into the diner with their guns drawn and aimed at Jinu and Jiovani.

“FREEZE!” both cops yelled.

The dark-skinned man pulled out his gun as well, but he was too late. The drug dealer, Jiovani, drew his gun and shot at one of the cops; the bullet found a home in one of the police officers' shoulders. Then, with fast speed, Jiovani punched the other cop, and he ran for it. The dark-skinned undercover cop ran after him and shouted into his radio, “I got a runner and an officer down!”

The undercover dark-skinned cop ran after Jiovani into the streets of Queens, and the streets were busy. Jiovani turned many corners till he finally thought he lost the undercover cop who was after him.

Then suddenly, a fist connected to Jiovani’s face, and he landed on the pavement.

“Nice try!” said the undercover cop who had hit him. He grinned as Jovani lay on the pavement, groaning in pain from his hurt jaw. The undercover cop leaned down to Jovani and said, “I own this city, and I know it off the back of my hand, you i***t!”

“You can’t outrun me,” the undercover cop smirked and removed his disguise, taking off his jacket, beanie, and glasses to reveal a handsome face with short, cropped curls and dark brown skin.

A cop car had pulled up during this, and out walked Gavin, and he approached them, he shook his head at his coworker, who was the undercover cop.

“Save some action for the rest of us, Cal,” Gavin said with a smile and crossed his arms.

Callum, who was the undercover cop, placed the handcuffs on Jiovani and turned to Gavin.” If I wait for you than work will never get done,” He proceeded to read Jiovani his rights, and they walked Jiovani to the SWAT car.

“Is Officer Brent alright?” Callum asked Gavin with concern in his tone. He was referring to the officer Jiovani shot.

“He’ll be fine, he got it in the shoulder,” Gavin reassured him. “Let’s bring this one in.”

Later that night, Callum and Gavin were arriving to the police station and sent in the criminals into booking.

They walked by two female officers who were busy ogling Callum and whispering about how good he looked. Callum continued on and paid them no attention.

“Chief Lewis wants to see you, says it was urgent,” Gavin told him as they entered the police office corridor.

“I just finished my shift,” Callum sighed tiredly. “I’m sure it can wait.”

“It can’t wait, Detective Hunt.”

Both men looked up to see Trish, the chief of police, entering the room with a serious expression.

“This is an urgent matter,” Trish said, which caused some cops to stop what they were doing.

“What is it?” Callum asked what they all wanted to know.

“Let's go to my office,” Trish gestured to her office door down the hall. “I’ll wait to tell your partner in the morning since she just got here. I need Nadia Fenske here first thing in the morning. I have a case I need you two on.”