One for the Money

From getting arrested to literally being shoved into an interview room, the whole ordeal made Sunset realize she was not into rough play. She was dragged everywhere while someone had their hands around Sunset's neck, painfully pinching her if she showed any kind of resistance. It continued from there to the booking process, all while the woman with the different colored eyes looked on at her misery with glee. She had beaten Shining Armor and would snatch that promotion right from under him... fucking his trainee at the same time would be icing on the cake... but in time.

By the time the dust had settled: Sunset was still in the interrogation room. Shining left home in a defeated state, seeing his years of hard work and dedication be taken from under him because he wouldn't fuck a woman back at the academy many years back. The woman was probably getting fucked by the Chief in his office at that moment, and it was down to a skeleton crew in the station: the rest were at the bar across the street to celebrate. Sunset was resting her head on the table in the brightly lit room, asleep. A few hours earlier, investigators found the tubes in the abandoned hotel and placed them in evidence. Sunset was the thief, she was caught in the hotel where the the tubes were found, an open and shut case. It made Flash sad to think his friend would be spending the rest of her life in prison. He loved to see justice served.... but it felt wrong at the same time, as if there was something that didn’t add up about the whole thing.

He had a hunch, and there was a way to see if he was right.

The room he was in was a false room that was used for people watching the interrogations next door. The room was also where the security camera servers and hard drives were located. Using the computer, he screencapped each room that showed an empty police station and looped it, making the camera think that image was continuously happening.

He walked in and jolted his friend awake by slamming his hand down the metallic table.

"Morning!"

"Flash!? What?" she moaned.

"I'm the one asking the questions here, sister!"

"I don't understand?"

"Sorry, always wanted to do that. Anyway, what the shit, woman!?"

Sunset became more awake and aware. She shoved her face to her palms. "I fucked up big time, Flash."

"Yea, art theft. You are looking at an early retirement from society."

"Well, yeah. But I was set up by that woman!"

"What woman?" Flash asked.

"The older one with two different eye colors. Before that heist, she was there sitting with my fence!"

"Wait, really?"

"Yea, I can prove it. All I'm asking is to let me go with the art. I will put a tracker inside and you will get our buyer," she begged.

"Oh, no. I'm not falling for that."

"Flash... remember that I can persuade you," she said as she adjusted her turtleneck, her breasts moving in the direction of her shirt. "Are the cameras on?"

"N-no."

"Because you know I might seduce you, and that I would win. Now, Flash: I will let you fuck me raw: but I will need your help. Besides, it sounded like old man Shining Armor's rising career hangs in the balance if the woman wins this one. What do you say?"

***

Flash sentry walked out of the interrogation room and zipped up his zipper. He was flustered, and a wide grin to him. He went to his right and down the empty hallways. The rest of the officers were still at the bar, celebrating that the embarrassing nightmare was over, The woman and the chief were fucking in his office still, a perfect opportunity.

The evidence locker was a literal hole in the wall, with a chain link gate keeping everyone in and out. Even though he was no longer assistant to the main investigator, no one had bothered to take the key to the locker. He unlocked the padlock and went inside, where the two tubes were. He unscrewed the tops to both of them and carefully pulled both pieces of art, the priceless one, and the cheap imitation. He folded the cheap one and put it in his pocket. He grabbed a transponder from a table and dropped it into the tube and carefully reinserted the art in the tube.

He went back out into the hallway and grabbed the first wall decor and office supplies he could find. he dismantled the wooden frame, wrapped the art piece around the supplies and dropped it in. He took the real tube, the disassembled wooden frame, and made his way out the back door.

***

The Woman and the chief looked a bit tired and disheveled when the District Attorney arrived. The DA was tall and professional looking with thick framed glasses and short, clean cut hair. He had the air of superiority around him, which was needed to do his job.

"Alight, where is the suspect."

"In the interview room, we have not put her in the system... identifying her has been near impossible."

"How about the evidence?"

"In the locker, of course."

"Alright! let's go there now!"

The three went from the lobby, past the still empty rooms, and to the locker room. The Chief unlocked the padlock and let his guest inside.

"Where did you put the tubes?" The Chief asked.

The woman was frozen, her lips were trembling. She was looking inside the lone tube on a wooden crate.

"It's not here!" she panicked.

"What?!" the DA hollered

"Looks like this one is a art student's tube! Look around: maybe one of your guys misplaced it!" The woman commanded

"speaking of, where are they?" He asked.

"Across the street, drinking," Shining armor replied from behind.

"Excuse me!" The Chief of Police replied.

Shining armor pulled out his phone to show everyone the photos. The police officers were inside the bar, drinking on duty.

The DA's face became red. And with calm ,but shaky breaths he spoke. "Release the girl, get those men back in the station, and get your office cleaned out sir, I don't think you will be chief by the end of this week," he said as he walked off.