Perverted Chief

●Central Police Station, New York city●

An endless trail of luxurious BMW snaked through the charcoal streets of the bustling New York city, one did not need a thought to ponder upon the query 'who the hell dared to drive so rashly in the territory of the mafia king?'

Of course, none other than the mafia king himself, because none of his henchmen were allowed to do so let alone break a rule.

Meanwhile in the central police station Renna Amaryllis had been sitting behind the bars impatiently, tapping her foot on the marbled floor as her eyes had already done an analysis of the surroundings. 

'Come on dear, come on. I'm waiting for you, Ronan.'

Renna mulled over the thoughts as the lady grew impatient for Ronan's arrival. Although the cops did not have any sort of trouble in bringing Renna Amaryllis to the police station, except that she kept on shedding crocodile tears every now and then!

Renna applied pressure on her palm to switch on the bluetooth, but for what purpose? Of course, what else it could be_ finding Ronan's current location. 

"Boss? Boss are you alright?"

Ray Ji immediately barked through the device nearly deafening Renna Amaryllis.

Renna wanted to shout back at him but could not do so, or else it would blow her cover.

"Mhm."

The cunning and clever heiress faked a cough along with the 'Mhm' gesture as a 'yes'. 

"Oh! Yes, Boss the target's location is close by and he will be reaching any soon, around in ten minutes according to my calculations."

Ray Ji typed something on the keypad as Renna could the sounds of keys, the lady had been keeping world's number one hacker by her side.

It was a piece of cake for Ray Ji to hack into the surveillance cameras of the whole New York city, specifically the route taken towards the central police station and within a jiffy Ray Ji could track and keep an eye on Ronan Ross. 

A long python had been approaching with a hiss of soaring noises and radiating dangerous 'gangsta' vibes, Ray Ji could see the black BMWs on his screen rushing towards the police station. The world's greatest hacker had been using the surveillance cameras as a keyhole to serve his master with information. 

Renna stood up from the slab- seat present in her cell and rushed towards the metal bars, grabbed it and looked around before she could begin her dramatic performance of 'reacting as an ordinary working woman'.

"AHHH!"

Sensing that the chief officer had already dozed off on his swiveled chair with hat placed on the bulging watermelon tummy, while the other workers had been occupied with other sort of police activities since they arrived back.

Renna's shrill yell stunned every single person present in the station, that the sleeping chief barely managed himself and restrained from falling off the terribly fit chair. 

"W- what? What happened? Who the fuck shouted like a mad dog?"

The chief put on his cap and composed his so called imposing, strict aura while he spat venomously at his junior officers. 

Wish he had known the consequences of calling out Renna Amaryllis a mad dog, not to forget the yelling. But perhaps these things were later ones to tackle with, after all Ronan Ross had replayed all the possible procedure of "his woman's" arresting! 

"Why the fuck you are not allowing me to contact my lawyer?"

Renna's sharp confronting voice arrived from the opposite side of the chief's desk, the lady clearly had an idea how to provoke that fatty into attacking her.

But the question arises here why would she do that? The chief was an ordinary policeman who had performed his duty upon Kyril Ross's orders. Was he really innocent? Or some hidden game had been going on, and someone else was also playing his cards from shadows!

No one had any predictions about future and the possibilities of having enemies!

"You bitch!"

As Renna had expected from the chief, the man lost his temper, plunged forward towards Renna while puking out stinking frogs from his mouth.

"I will teach you a lesson bitch, how dare you interrupt my nap. I will beat you to my heart and then reduce you to pulp...haha...you sure have a nice figure with a sharp tongue!"

He took out the leather belt from his pants and walked up to her cell, while all the other junior officers remained rooted in their spots_ enjoying the expected sight. 

Wish the perverted chief had known that the mere woman was no ordinary prey, she was a predator and the very act he pulled out was totally a wrong move!