A Little Taste
I’ve
been a Maricopa County Sheriff’s deputy for four years. Most folks don’t have a
clue about what a cop deals with every day. Like a pack of attack chihuahuas, a
monkey with a bad case of diarrhea, a hungry python, a Brahma bull named
Bodacious and a six-foot iguana.
And that is just the critters. Now let me tell you about the two-legged varmints. Such as a three-hundred-pound biker who got a bit irate when I zapped him with a stun gun, or a murderous nun, and let’s not forget the senior citizens having an orgy. Ugh.
My personal life isn’t much better. Off duty I’m a ballroom dancer which everyone makes fun of. I love competitive dancing; I get to meet a lot of people who aren’t trying to kill me. Ok, there was one incident, but hey, shit happens. At a dance competition Detective Sergeant Dante Delgado waltzed into my life. My girly parts yelled yee-haw, he’s the one. Now, if I can only get him to do the tango with me.
Law enforcement isn’t for the fainthearted. Are you brave enough to enter my world?
A Bit More
The French doors flew open. My brothers and five
very unhappy women entered the house. My gaze froze on a voluptuous brunette in
an orange bikini that left little to the imagination. The minute she saw me,
she slid a hand into her large tote bag.
I leveled my empty Glock at her and smiled. “Are you feeling lucky today, Jasmine?”
Out-of-the corner of my eye, I saw Dante stiffen and pull his weapon. At least he had bullets.
The other women shrieked in alarm and ran back outside, almost trampling my brothers.
Jasmine took a step back.
“Before you do something stupid, you gotta ask yourself, are you that fast?” I widened my smile. “Are you?”
Rage burned in Jasmine’s eyes.
“Slowly take your hand out of the tote, and if you so much as twitch, I will put a large, bloody hole between those fake breasts of yours.”
Sergeant Bergman moved into view with his weapon drawn.
Julie stuck her Glock against Jasmine’s left ear. “You heard her. Nice and slow.”
My smile got bigger. Julie’s gun was empty too.
“Bitch!” Jasmine took her right hand out of the tote.
“Drop the tote, and get your hands up,” I commanded.
She complied. If looks could kill, I’d be toes up.
“What the hell, Gemma?” Nate protested. “She’s my date.”
Never taking my eyes off Jasmine, I said, “No, she’s
Kiko Perez’s girlfriend and you need to ask yourself, why is she here? And why
she entered the backyard through the side gate?”
A Bit About the Author
I was a 9-1-1 dispatcher for the Glendale Police Department and to keep from going totally bonkers – I mean people have no idea what a real emergency is. Take this for example: I answered, “9-1-1 emergency, what’s your emergency?” And this hysterical woman yelled, “My bird is in a tree.”
Sometimes I really couldn’t help myself, so I said, “Birds have a tendency to do that, ma’am.” The woman screeched, “No! You don’t understand. My pet parakeet is in the tree. I’ve just got to get him down.” Like I said, not a clue. “I’m sorry ma’am but we don’t get birds out of trees.” The woman then cried, “But… What about my husband? He’s up there, too.” See what I had to deal with? To keep from hitting myself repeatedly in the head with my phone I took up writing.
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And, yes, there is a giveaway.
From attack chihuahuas to murderous nuns, Deputy Gemma Stone’s job is never dull.
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