Just another day in the life and times of a down on his luck SFPD officer. That’s what Bruce thought he was in for when he got up this morning. Really with everything that was going on his life, and how shitty it had gotten that’s all he asked for. Just regular days writing some speeding tickets, pulling over some drunk drivers, stop a few reckless drivers with something illegal in their car maybe even bust some minor criminal. He never expected to stumble onto anything big, he use to have dreams of moving up in the ranks of law enforcement, and making a name for himself. Join the FBI, make a difference in the world, be the modern day J Edgar Hoover. Only now he realized how foolish that was, and now he was nothing more than joke of his whole department. Ever since his mistake let one of the most notorious gun and cocaine runner’s to escape when he was in the palm of the SFPD’s hands.

It was a miracle he hadn’t lost his job, so he supposed he didn’t have much leg room for complaining. So after freshening up and starting off his day with a bowl of chicken flavored ramen noodles he hopped in his cruiser and was on his way to the station. Today he was in the driving seat, he had to give his partner credit he was sure if he’d been with anyone else they wouldn’t have let him near the wheel. Then again when your partner was Amy Wheeler there wasn’t much you could do to mess her up even him.

Amy was everything Bruce wasn’t, everything he aspired to be. She was respected by all of their colleague’s, one of the best officers on the first, had made numerous high profile arrests, and was currently on her way to being accepted into the FBI. Why she’d taken him on as a partner when the rest of the force wouldn’t was beyond him. Well he knew her reasoning she claimed that he reminded of her in her early days as a cop, and believe it or not she wasn’t hot stuff when she joined earlier. Bruce dismissed those thoughts and was sure she only took him on to make her character look even better. She was definitely going to be a great fed, while he was worried if he made one more mistake he wouldn’t have any way to get fed.

Well today things were different. There were several police on the scene, Bruce and Amy were among them. A Bomb squad & the fire department was on the scene as well and no doubt the FBI would get involved maybe even the Department of Homeland Security. This was serious business a multi car explosion, there were no deaths but there were injuries. Two siblings had been taken into custody as well as a junior who’d been smoking a cig nearby one of the vehicle’s before it exploded. She was in the worst condition out of anyone there, and was in the hospital with third degree burns being operated on right now.

[i]This is fucking nuts..why would anyone target a campus parking lot[/i] Bruce just shook his head he’d been looking over the scene. He had been one of the cops who participated in the investigation and for some reason something didn’t sit right with him he felt like some people were holding back. He’d mentioned it to Amy but she merely attributed to the stress of the situation. Then he saw it two black cars pulling into the parking lot and sighed. [i]Looks like the men in black are here to usher us rookies out. But I know something they don’t.[/i]

Bruce was thinking about some evidence he’d picked up on his own. The strangest thing about this whole incident was the door that had been ripped off it’s hinges. That could be attributed to a bunch of things steroids, adrenaline, some heavy drugs, but what didn’t make sense was how it was frozen solid. Multiple explosions, a frozen door ripped off it’s hinges, and the thing that didn’t settle with him unlike most of his colleague’s was this didn’t feel like terrorism. What was the motive, who was the culprit? He was getting tired of looking around the parking lot now closed off with yellow tape and sat back down in his police cruiser.

He took out his iphone 6 and went to his recent images. As they were pulling into the parking lot he noticed two people hurriedly rushing away and managed to snag a couple pictures. The quality was decent but he’d need to go somewhere else to get better facial recognition. [i]These two..I have to find them..there the missing links in everything, if I tell Amy she’ll just knock it off to me being…me.[/i]Ever since he made his mistake any sort of evidence he brought to the table was instantly taken out of his hands, and transferred to someone the department deemed more capable. Enough was enough he’d woken up this morning ready to go through with the same routine that had consumed his life for the past six months. This was a sign, and he felt it. This was his time to step up and do something better, whatever happened in the parking lot something in his gut told him it wasn’t terrorists. This didn’t have to do with that, he figured his answer lied within the photo’s he had. He went to his contacts and made a call. “Hey remember that favor..you owed me..well I need it now I’m about to send you some pictures, and I’m going to need you to tell me who they are. “

“No problem Officer..I didn’t forget what you did a falcon girl never forgets her debts, send the pics in consider it done.” The girl on the other end was a girl of Italian descent who was painting her nails when her phone rung.

“Alright thanks Kelly.”
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James was feeling good today, he was in his zone. Yesterday he’d had sex with one of the hottest freshmen girls on campus, and he was sure she was into him. [i]I am the man! I know every guy’s gotta wish they were me. [/i] He could hardly focus on class today with what he was expecting to get after he got out. He reached into his pocket looking at the new pack of condoms he’d got, and smirked. [i] If she thought I was good last night with the lifestyles on wait till she lets me in with the magnums on!! [/i] James put the condom up, sure last night his pipe game hadn’t been the best, but he didn’t have the best shield on hand and there was no way he was going to turn down sex. The way he saw it was you wouldn’t turn down some free steak if you didn’t have a fork you’d tear that shit apart with your hands, and then round 2 when you got back to your house grab the fork when you bust out the what’s left in the to go box.

He was walking as fast as he could without running, this girl was really one of the hottest he met. He decided against the elevator not wanting to waste any more time and within no time he was up the stairs. 

Only to see Cynthia emerging from someone’s else’s room with a smile looking very satisfied before going into her room. James just froze in the hall way she hadn’t even seen him, and he gripped his fists. “What the fuck…..fucking slut!!!” James bit his tongue knowing he made too much noise and marched forward towards the door that she’d walked out of. This motherfucker’s gonna learn today. James practically kicked the door open storming in only to see one of the guys he ran into at the frat party yesterday in bed. [i]Oh fuck this guy’s huge.[/i]

“Uhh…fuck..man..wrong room my bad..” James was fuming with anger, but there was no way he was gonna pick a fight he’d lose. Without waiting for a response he left the man’s room in hurry practically running back towards the entrance of the stairs and leaving. Maybe he was scared to take on the guy in a one on one fight but he knew one person who could help him deal with someone who disrespected the family name. [i]I’m telling uncle Antonio to fuck that bitch up! Nobody fucks James Falcon’s BITCHES!!!![/i]