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Marry knew there was someone in her apartment the minute she walked in. As a police investigator she was quick to pick up on details, and there were things in her place that were not in the right place. She pulled her gun out and proceeded on in cautiously, heading for the kitchen first. She checked the room, and finding no one there went on through to the back bedroom. She began to push the door open slowly with her foot, only to have it violently flung back at her, knocking her gun from her hand as well as hitting her forehead. Marry was momentarily stunned by the unexpected attack as she stumbled back a bit, but the sight of a silencer followed closely by the attached gun brought her around quickly. Seeing only the gun and an arm, she lunged forward, grabbed the arm, and pulled as hard as she could. The woman didn’t act fast enough and in short order Marry had her disarmed and in an arm bar.
“Not a bright idea breaking into a police officers place…who are you and who sent you?” Marry virtually growled as she noted the woman’s dark brown hair pulled into a tight ponytail, black vinyl pants, black turtle neck and maroon sport jacket, and black gloves.
“You can call me Anna, and as for who sent me, you’ve made allot of enemies Investigator Marry Miller, you figure it out.” she said calmly as Marry held her painfully at a safe distance.
Now that Marry had the woman at a disadvantage she wasn’t quite sure what to do, her handcuffs were on the floor in the hallway so she had no way of securing her perpetrator. “Move.” Marry stated as she began, painfully, directing Anna out into the hallway. “Now pick up the cuffs on the floor slowly, and don’t try anything or Ill break your arm.”
Anna leaned over further and with her free hand snagged the cuffs off of the floor. She straightened up as much as she could, then held the cuffs out for the investigator to take. Marry reached out to get the cuffs, involuntarily relaxing the pressure on Anna’s arm….who took the opportunity to spin in a crouch out her grasp, and leg sweep Marry, knocking her to the floor. Anna ran for the apartment door, she would escape now and finish the job another time. Marry recovered quickly, rolling to her feet and dashing after the culprit. Just as the would-be assassin passed the right hand wall mounted fire hose in the apartment’s outer hallway, Marry lunged in attempt to tackle her. The investigator fell a bit short, and managed only to grapple Anna’s legs who tripped and managed to get her arms in front of her face before she broke her nose. Anna rolled over and brought her knee up to her chest to aim a kick at Marry’s face. Marry saw it coming and rolled to the left, and began getting to her feet. Seeing her mark still on her knees, Anna did a gymnastic flip, coming to her feet much quicker and putting her right next to Marry’s side. She reached down and put her arm around the woman’s neck, and began strangling Marry. Marry acted on reflex to save her life, and jabbed Anna three times in the stomach which had no apparent effect, she then aimed her next blow at the dark haired woman’s inner thigh. Anna gave a stifled shriek of pain, releasing her victim and stumbling back against the opposite wall. Marry aimed several quick jabs at her opponent’s torso, the two traded punches for a few seconds, circling as they did so. As Marry had her back to the fire hose in the wall, Anna suddenly lunged forward and grabbed Marry around the throat with intent to maim. Marry felt the other woman’s nails digging into her skin, and as her vision went blurry from tears in her eyes, her flailing left hand found the handle of the fire hose compartment. Too angry and intent on the kill, Anna didn’t notice what her victim was up to. Marry put all her effort into getting the small door open, and grabbing the large heavy nozzle of the fire hose. Her fingers found the cold metal, she grabbed it, brought it up against her stomach and shoved upwards as hard as she could. Marry had only meant to at least knock the woman in the head and make a run for it to call back up. Instead, the unexpected happened. Just as the nozzle was coming at Anna she opened her mouth in surprise. This caused the nozzle to jam into her mouth. Anna immediately let go of Marry and started tugging to get the hose out. Marry’s vision was still blurry and she was just now able to catch her breath and start to think a bit more clearly. Her only option in a split second was to create some kind of diversion. So she reached for the water control valve and turned it as many times as she could, still unaware of where the other end of the hose was. The hose charged with water and begin to send water at close to 3 1/2 to 4 gallons every 5 seconds. Just as she turned about to see where her attacker was Anna had been pinned against the wall from the intense pressure. Anna’s cheeks quickly puffed out to the size of softballs. Marry began to realize the impact of what she had done. She needed information from the woman. With that in mind, she reached for the control valve to turn it off. The valve, probably as old as the building, just simply rolled off into Marry’s hand. Marry paused for a moment and stared at Anna with a look of impending doom. Anna’s hourglass figure began to quickly inflate. Marry, still starring in disbelief and confusion, began to make her way back to her apartment before things got messy. Her door was about 30 feet from where she was standing and by the time she had reached her door Anna had reached an enormous size. Her chest and stomach swelled like a huge water balloon causing her sports coat jacket buttons to pop off one by one. Marry’s hand was shakey as she turned the door handle and quickly opened her door. She shut the door behind her and breathed a sigh of relief. Just then she heard what was the demise of her would be killer in the form of a loud bang, followed by a splash of water hitting the hall floor. She wasn’t about to poke her head outside to see the result.
The next day Marry went to the office a few hours early. She was determined to find out who was behind the attempt on her life. She went to the file room and went straight for what she thought would answer her question. She pulled an old case file labeled “Mr. Six”. He was the one being questioned in regard to his suspected involvement in the drug operation that seemed to go completely unnoticed. It wasn’t until the agency received a tip from a former employee of Mr. Six that gave them reason to investigate him. She remembered that when they tried to reach out to the individual he was nowhere to be found. Marry remembered Mr. Six for always having bodyguards wherever he went to conduct business. What was unique about him is that he only had female bodyguards. These fem-fatales seemed to always be around especially for when he would conduct highly secretive meetings with other shady characters. Marry closed the file cabinet and walked back to her computer. She pulled up his case file and noticed that after the PB&T banquet he seemed to have gone incognito. She knew she had her work cut out for her. Marry worked countless hours over the next few weeks and still could not come up with a lead. She tried to track down a few more whistle blowers but had no luck. Marry was beginning to think the case would remain cold.

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Marry knew there was someone in her apartment the minute she walked in. As a police investigator she was quick to pick up on details, and there were things in her place that were not in the right place. She pulled her gun out and proceeded on in cautiously, heading for the kitchen first. She checked the room, and finding no one there went on through to the back bedroom. She began to push the door open slowly with her foot, only to have it violently flung back at her, knocking her gun from her hand as well as hitting her forehead. Marry was momentarily stunned by the unexpected attack as she stumbled back a bit, but the sight of a silencer followed closely by the attached gun brought her around quickly. Seeing only the gun and an arm, she lunged forward, grabbed the arm, and pulled as hard as she could. The woman didn’t act fast enough and in short order Marry had her disarmed and in an arm bar.
“Not a bright idea breaking into a police officers place…who are you and who sent you?” Marry virtually growled as she noted the woman’s dark brown hair pulled into a tight ponytail, black vinyl pants, black turtle neck and maroon sport jacket, and black gloves.
“You can call me Anna, and as for who sent me, you’ve made allot of enemies Investigator Marry Miller, you figure it out.” she said calmly as Marry held her painfully at a safe distance.
Now that Marry had the woman at a disadvantage she wasn’t quite sure what to do, her handcuffs were on the floor in the hallway so she had no way of securing her perpetrator. “Move.” Marry stated as she began, painfully, directing Anna out into the hallway. “Now pick up the cuffs on the floor slowly, and don’t try anything or Ill break your arm.”
Anna leaned over further and with her free hand snagged the cuffs off of the floor. She straightened up as much as she could, then held the cuffs out for the investigator to take. Marry reached out to get the cuffs, involuntarily relaxing the pressure on Anna’s arm….who took the opportunity to spin in a crouch out her grasp, and leg sweep Marry, knocking her to the floor. Anna ran for the apartment door, she would escape now and finish the job another time. Marry recovered quickly, rolling to her feet and dashing after the culprit. Just as the would-be assassin passed the right hand wall mounted fire hose in the apartment’s outer hallway, Marry lunged in attempt to tackle her. The investigator fell a bit short, and managed only to grapple Anna’s legs who tripped and managed to get her arms in front of her face before she broke her nose. Anna rolled over and brought her knee up to her chest to aim a kick at Marry’s face. Marry saw it coming and rolled to the left, and began getting to her feet. Seeing her mark still on her knees, Anna did a gymnastic flip, coming to her feet much quicker and putting her right next to Marry’s side. She reached down and put her arm around the woman’s neck, and began strangling Marry. Marry acted on reflex to save her life, and jabbed Anna three times in the stomach which had no apparent effect, she then aimed her next blow at the dark haired woman’s inner thigh. Anna gave a stifled shriek of pain, releasing her victim and stumbling back against the opposite wall. Marry aimed several quick jabs at her opponent’s torso, the two traded punches for a few seconds, circling as they did so. As Marry had her back to the fire hose in the wall, Anna suddenly lunged forward and grabbed Marry around the throat with intent to maim. Marry felt the other woman’s nails digging into her skin, and as her vision went blurry from tears in her eyes, her flailing left hand found the handle of the fire hose compartment. Too angry and intent on the kill, Anna didn’t notice what her victim was up to. Marry put all her effort into getting the small door open, and grabbing the large heavy nozzle of the fire hose. Her fingers found the cold metal, she grabbed it, brought it up against her stomach and shoved upwards as hard as she could. Marry had only meant to at least knock the woman in the head and make a run for it to call back up. Instead, the unexpected happened. Just as the nozzle was coming at Anna she opened her mouth in surprise. This caused the nozzle to jam into her mouth. Anna immediately let go of Marry and started tugging to get the hose out. Marry’s vision was still blurry and she was just now able to catch her breath and start to think a bit more clearly. Her only option in a split second was to create some kind of diversion. So she reached for the water control valve and turned it as many times as she could, still unaware of where the other end of the hose was. The hose charged with water and begin to send water at close to 3 1/2 to 4 gallons every 5 seconds. Just as she turned about to see where her attacker was Anna had been pinned against the wall from the intense pressure. Anna’s cheeks quickly puffed out to the size of softballs. Marry began to realize the impact of what she had done. She needed information from the woman. With that in mind, she reached for the control valve to turn it off. The valve, probably as old as the building, just simply rolled off into Marry’s hand. Marry paused for a moment and stared at Anna with a look of impending doom. Anna’s hourglass figure began to quickly inflate. Marry, still starring in disbelief and confusion, began to make her way back to her apartment before things got messy. Her door was about 30 feet from where she was standing and by the time she had reached her door Anna had reached an enormous size. Her chest and stomach swelled like a huge water balloon causing her sports coat jacket buttons to pop off one by one. Marry’s hand was shakey as she turned the door handle and quickly opened her door. She shut the door behind her and breathed a sigh of relief. Just then she heard what was the demise of her would be killer in the form of a loud bang, followed by a splash of water hitting the hall floor. She wasn’t about to poke her head outside to see the result.
The next day Marry went to the office a few hours early. She was determined to find out who was behind the attempt on her life. She went to the file room and went straight for what she thought would answer her question. She pulled an old case file labeled “Mr. Six”. He was the one being questioned in regard to his suspected involvement in the drug operation that seemed to go completely unnoticed. It wasn’t until the agency received a tip from a former employee of Mr. Six that gave them reason to investigate him. She remembered that when they tried to reach out to the individual he was nowhere to be found. Marry remembered Mr. Six for always having bodyguards wherever he went to conduct business. What was unique about him is that he only had female bodyguards. These fem-fatales seemed to always be around especially for when he would conduct highly secretive meetings with other shady characters. Marry closed the file cabinet and walked back to her computer. She pulled up his case file and noticed that after the PB&T banquet he seemed to have gone incognito. She knew she had her work cut out for her. Marry worked countless hours over the next few weeks and still could not come up with a lead. She tried to track down a few more whistle blowers but had no luck. Marry was beginning to think the case would remain cold.