Black Angelika - A Hot Police Woman -11.05.2017... 📢

Rourke finally arrived, sirens wailing two blocks away. He jogged up, out of breath. “You’re going to get us killed, Angel.”

The woman fell free, sobbing. Angelika caught her by the elbow and steadied her. “Call this number,” she said, handing the woman a card. “Witness protection. And next time? Don’t date men with neck tattoos.” Black Angelika - A hot police woman -11.05.2017...

The man laughed. He didn’t notice her hand move to her belt. She didn’t draw her gun. She drew a taser. Rourke finally arrived, sirens wailing two blocks away

Here’s a short story based on your prompt. The Heat Before the Storm Angelika caught her by the elbow and steadied her

Tonight, she stood on the fire escape of the old textile mill, her black Kevlar vest strapped tight over a charcoal turtleneck. Her hair, dark as the space between stars, was braided back so tightly it pulled at her temples. Below, in the alley, a drug deal was going sideways.