"Rossi, what the hell were you doing over there?" The Chief of the New York Police Department was clearly not very happy, "Listen, I appreciate the bust, but why were you firing on your fellow officers?" There was sort of a redness to him, as if he were more angry that his own officers went down rather than another officer taking down a rather notorious kingpin... and a couple of detectives on the side. "They fired at me first, sir. I had no choice." Athena said blankly. She knew she was alone in this, considering she had just taken down two of her own officers. Word had spread that Athena was the one behind the takedown among the NYPD, and the NYPD had kept the fact that the two officers taken down were also very involved with a kingpin. To her fellow officers of the law, she was exiled. She was seen as a rat who was willing to turn against her peers. There was an unspoken code among cops to protect each other, no matter what.
If only they knew what was going on.
"I know." The Chief sighed. "Ballistics support your statement. We found bullets all over the place -- especially in places where we found your DNA." Standing up, he put his hands on his chair, staring down at his redwood desk, adorned with various accolades and achievements he had garnered over his time with the NYPD. Athena knew she was going to be in some shit, but what she did was the right thing. There was no way she was going to just let something like that slide. Unfortunately, it looked like it was getting her into some shit with the NYPD. "But, Rossi, do you know how bad this makes us look? We're lucky that we could make it so that it looked like Sobotka fired on the officers. The whole NYPD knows that you shot the detectives, though. We're lucky that we kept it under wraps, but you do realize what this makes you, right?" Athena sighed, nodding. "Listen, you know I can't do anything for you. all we can do is just let it all blow over. For now, I'm placing you on administrative leave with pay." That was better than a full suspension, at least, or even being fired. But, it still sucked that she was suffering for actually doing her job.
Suddenly, her phone rang in her pocket. Who could be calling her at a time like this? As a matter of fact, who was calling her in the 2010s? "Dismissed, Rossi." The chief said, turning around to face the window as she got up. Hand in her pocket, she pulled her phone out as the door closed her. Walking from the Chief's office, she put her phone up to her ear. What came from the phone was something that could not have come at a better time, even though she was literally just put on administrative leave from the NYPD. Hearing Mark's offer, she stood against a pillar. Interpol, eh? She knew Interpol was a little less hands-on in general, but something told her that if she were to accept his offer, it was going to be the opposite case. Glancing at the door that lead to the Chief of the New York Police Department, Athena took a deep breath.
"Let's do it. I accept."
What was it with Ross and taking Kimberly to places she couldn't pronounce? When he first proposed going to the Faroe Islands, Kimberly was a little skeptical. She hadn't even heard of the Faroe Islands, but Ross was rather insistent on going. Kimberly really had no choice but to leave her kids with her sister for the umpteenth time, and take a trip across the Atlantic Ocean. It was a decision Kimberly was far from regretting. It was much needed, with the stress of running a business and being a mother piling up, she could definitely have used the getaway. It was much colder than it was back in sunny Southern California, but with Ross, it felt warmer than the Sahara Desert.
Ross had opted for a Porsche 911 that she had borrowed from a friend of his, and while it wasn't entirely on brand for Ross, she still appreciated that he had migrated from his comfort zone. Kimberly, on the other hand, was well within her comfort zone. She had opted for a Mitsubishi Evolution VIII that one of her employees had allowed her to borrow in exchange for her Skyline while she was here. Her employee, Kaitlyn Holliday, had spent a LOT of time tinkering this car and making it as perfect as it was. It was as close as you could get to a time attack car while still having it be street legal. There was no downside to it when it came to what it did best. If you took it to the track, it would dominate in its class. Therefore, Kimberly figured the Evo would be suited for a place like this.
"I'm so glad we were able to borrow these cars. Makes things a whole lot better, huh?" She smiled, before glancing at the car. "I'm glad you brought me here."
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