Here Comes Trouble (Nothing Special #3)(5)
Syn walked over to the IT detectives and put his hand on each one’s shoulder. “Fellas. Need you to pull up all the houses Chainz has on Cleveland Ave. Try to see if he’s had any renovations done on them, he’s gonna need to bury the weight. Store it in a way that it can’t be damaged. You can’t leave coke and heroin just sitting in a living room for days. Got to have a regulated climate. Check for repairs or new ventilation installations done on any of the houses.”
“Think we can get eyes in there now?” Green asked.
“No. We still don’t have enough for a warrant. Not even a sneak and peek. Not just with the word of a junkie.” Syn propped himself up on Green’s desk. His dark eyes focused on him. “You said Tommy looked afraid.”
Both he and Green nodded their heads.
“Said that maybe his own crew wanted Chainz stopped.” Syn smirked at them. “Poke around and see just who might actually want Chainz stopped. Maybe one of his key players is willing to roll on him.”
Ruxs and Green both stood up. Time to go back to work.
“Do what you guys do.” Syn leveled his own strict glare on them. Everyone knew the sergeant didn’t take no shorts either. He could come down on them just as hard as the LTs. “Just do it with a lot more tact fellas. Got me? You’re the guys that don’t exist, doing the things that didn’t happen, on the orders that nobody gave.”
“Yes, sir,” they said in unison.
Best Friends
“Another crisis resolved.” Green strolled through the precinct parking lot. He noticed God’s truck was gone. It was only noon. Probably went to handle whatever business it was they handled. Either that or they went home for a nooner. Green shook his head at the thought.
“I’m glad that shit’s over with.” Green sighed.
“You gotta stop hitting shit with that fuckin’ truck dude.” Ruxs slung one muscular arm around Green’s neck, going for a headlock, pulling him into his body. Green got a deep whiff of his partner’s deodorant before he maneuvered easily out of the hold.
Green bounced on his feet and hit Ruxs with two right jabs, egging on his partner to play around with him. Ruxs fell right in. He blocked Green’s left and caught him with a light body shot to his ribs.
“Ow. You fucker.” Green laughed. They were still making their way to his truck and Green faked like he was going to aim for Ruxs’ face but ducked and stole a quick jab to his stomach and took off running. Green knew Ruxs was faster than him so he didn’t really try to get away. He’d cleared the parking lot and was almost to his truck when he felt Ruxs’ thick arms grab him around his middle and pull him back into a rock hard chest. He was lifted off his feet and spun like Ruxs was going to dump him face first onto the pavement, but he stopped just short of dropping him – like always.
When Green was back firmly on the ground he shoved Ruxs towards the passenger door, laughing at their goofing off. It was always fun for them after they weathered another God thunderstorm.
Climbing up into the large cab he looked over at his partner who was now flipping through his cell phone, his dark brow creased and his teeth worrying his full bottom lip. He knew that look. Actually he knew all of Ruxs’ looks. He was annoyed.
“Who is that?” Green asked pulling out into the heavy afternoon traffic. He figured they had just enough time for lunch and a quick stroll through Cleveland Ave before they had to be back for their meeting.
“That admin officer I told you about that runs the records department. She cornered me a couple days ago.” Ruxs laughed.
Green gave him his classic “bullshit” face and Ruxs immediately started to explain.
“I swear.” He laughed. “I was waiting on the Hernandez record and she wouldn’t give it to me unless I gave her my number and agreed to take her out. Honestly. She ain’t bad man, a little chatty… but. Got a nice rack. Long blonde hair. Nice smile.”
Green shook his head. “Whatever man. When?”
Ruxs rubbed his hand over his dark stubble. “Tonight.”
“Oh really.” Green just nodded as he pulled into their favorite burger joint. He cut the engine and opened the door. “Have fun.”
Ruxs met him at the door and pulled it open for him. Green walked in not bothering to return his partner’s gaze. He didn’t know why he was pissed about Ruxs going on a date. Maybe because it’d been a while since either of them had dated. It’d been longer for Green. It was always about work, and when they did have a little free time, they would spend it unwinding, doing things that they both liked to do. Maybe it was time for both of them to get out socially… without the other. It was like they were joined at the hip. He realized he was being an idiot when he felt Ruxs’ hand on his shoulder and his breath on his ear.
“Order for me. I gotta piss.”
Then the heat from that hold was gone. Green didn’t bother looking up at the lit-up menu, he knew what he wanted and what Ruxs wanted too.
“Can I help you?” The bubbly woman asked from behind the counter.
He sighed heavily. “I got two orders. I’ll have two double-cheeseburgers, without pickles, extra mustard. One order of sweet potato fries, no salt. And I’ll have a sweet tea with mine. My next order. Two double burgers, no cheese, and no ketchup. Pickles on the side. Two orders of onion rings. Water no lemon.”