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Reid Chapman
Age – 22 years old
“Your muscles are so…big. You said you start the Academy next week? Like, the real FBI?” My blood buzzed with Jack Daniels as the pretty blonde I met no less than five minutes ago leaned into me close enough that I could smell the fruity drink she was sipping on her lips. Her blonde hair hung down her back in big loose curls, and her boobs were pressed up high, nearly falling out of the skin tight red dress that may as well have been painted on her body.
She’s not too drunk, just bordering over the line of tipsy, and she’s already half naked as it is. She’s perfect. For tonight.
I graduated with honors with my degree in Criminal Justice two weeks ago, having already been granted pre-admittance into the FBI training academy. I’ve been riding a high since that day. My entire life has been leading up to this moment.
No distractions. It’s been my mantra since before I can remember. Anything or anyone that threatens to derail my goals, I cut them out. It may sound harsh, but it’s the way it has to be.
But I’m not a saint. And the women, well they love a man with a badge. Even if I don’t technically have one yet. They practically beg to be fucked by an aspiring FBI agent, and who am I to deny them that? It’s a win, win. They tell their friends that they spent the night handcuffed to the bed of an agent, and I get a quick release.
They don’t question me when it’s rough, they beg for it because I’m a good guy by default, so they trust me and scream for more.
I fulfill their fantasies, and they go back home to fuck their boring ass husbands/boyfriends - whatever, and I move on. If you think about it, it’s kind of like a public service, really.
I’m an arrogant son of a bitch and believe me – it works. Every. Single. Time.
I felt my phone buzz in my pocket just as I was sliding my hand around her plump ass. Dammit. It’s after midnight. I pulled back and put a finger out in front of my face, indicating I needed a minute. I pressed the button on my cell phone and put it to my ear.
“Incoming collect call from Jefferson County penitentiary. Select one to accept.”
I groaned as I hit one and walked away from a sure thing. I sobered up in an instant as my gut turned knowing who was on the other end of the line. The one person I’ve never been able to bring myself to cut out of my life.
“Reid, man, you there?” His voice carried through the phone, it was slightly muffled, like he was leaning into the phone and trying to cover the background noises.
“Yeah Alex, I’m here. What the fuck man?” I ran my hand over the back of my neck and walked out on the street to grab a cab back to my one-bedroom apartment.
“They found it. They confiscated everything. Raided my apartment. Shit, I’m in deep.” Climbing into the back of one of the waiting cabs outside of the bar I frequent, just down the street from my apartment, I ran my hand over my face. Feeling the stubble on my jawline under my palm that I would have to shave off when I report to the Academy next week.
“Dammit Alex, what did they find? What are you talking about?” I spoke low enough that the cab driver hopefully couldn’t overhear what we were talking about, not that he cared.
Alex and I were always supposed to graduate high school and head off to college together. It was always supposed to happen that way. Until it didn’t. Alex was never the same after his mom was killed. His dad became a recluse, pulling further and further away from his son, and leaving him to basically finish raising himself.
Alex skated by in high school, barely graduating. Not because he wasn’t intelligent, he’s the most intelligent guy I know. No, he became obsessed with the hunt. His computer was a living and breathing entity for him and revenge was the fuel for the fire that burned inside of him.
I’ve always asked Alex to keep me in the dark, I would rather not know than know something that I felt put me in a situation where I had to make a choice. So, our relationship was strained, but I felt like I was the only person holding the tether on the end of his rope to reality. I held tight, keeping watch. But apparently, I failed, and my “don’t ask don’t tell” policy is now biting me in the ass all the way from the Jefferson County Pen. Where the fuck is Jefferson County anyway?
“I can’t say much. Pretty sure they record these calls.”
“They do.”
“Right, but I need your help. Anything you can do. I don’t think I’m going home anytime soon, Reid. And my dad, he’ll be alone back at home. I don’t trust him by himself. I’ve been keeping tabs on him, had him all wired up with surveillance, but hell, I think they took that too. I can’t keep my eyes on him anymore. Can you check in on him? Just make sure he doesn’t kill himself or some crazy shit.” I could hear the fear in his voice. My trusty sidekick. We were always a team, and right now I can’t help him, and he knows that.
“Yeah, I’ll keep an eye on him. How long, you think?” I questioned as I stepped out of the cab and shoved some cash toward the driver.
“Years. I gotta go, Reid. I love you man.” A dial tone rang through the line as I stepped onto the sidewalk outside of my apartment building.
