A mask...We all wear one. It's necessary from time to time. Especially when your a cop, undercover cop that is. My mission was to bring in a criminal who was believed to be a drug lord...He fell for me...I was suppose to be just be a bodyguard, but he kept me for himself. Being a body guard was part of the plan, having the criminal become romantic, stare at me, and be at my bed side when I woke ...wasn't apart of the plan...
It's been two years since that day. The day I found evidence to take out the whole gang and flashed my badge before his very eyes... The look of betrayal and confusion before the loathing... It was my job...The evidence however had not put the Drug lord in as much as the rest. In fact it didn't even tie to him. He was given a BS deal against the others and a sentence of four years. Within two years, he was given time served and out with good behavior.
That day is today. …The squad is worried for me...Talk of hits and revenge for the last two years have had me watching my back, changing schedule constantly, armed at all times, and sweeps of my new apartment. I was under a different name, but I'm sure by now he knows my real name. Today he will be in the city. My superior told me to stay off the streets and to have a partner with me....That word sickens me. He was my partner …
Does he want my death...I can't blame really nor do I care if he does. His eyes are buried in my mind from that day and my heart aches each time I think of it. If only he knew... Knew that he killed that cop in those moments.
It's been two years since that day. The day I found evidence to take out the whole gang and flashed my badge before his very eyes... The look of betrayal and confusion before the loathing... It was my job...The evidence however had not put the Drug lord in as much as the rest. In fact it didn't even tie to him. He was given a BS deal against the others and a sentence of four years. Within two years, he was given time served and out with good behavior.
That day is today. …The squad is worried for me...Talk of hits and revenge for the last two years have had me watching my back, changing schedule constantly, armed at all times, and sweeps of my new apartment. I was under a different name, but I'm sure by now he knows my real name. Today he will be in the city. My superior told me to stay off the streets and to have a partner with me....That word sickens me. He was my partner …
Does he want my death...I can't blame really nor do I care if he does. His eyes are buried in my mind from that day and my heart aches each time I think of it. If only he knew... Knew that he killed that cop in those moments.
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