Ailani sat quietly idle in the driver seat of her car, mindlessly twiddling with a single gold ring that adorned her long thin pointer finger. Quickly becoming bored with her meager distraction, she flattened her hands against the steering wheel as a heavy sigh escaped her lips. There was nothing she hated more than being sent out to track down petty criminals, especially in the hottest point in the summer. ‘Nothing like chasing bad guys and getting soaked in sweat’ she grumbled under her breath as her eyes sank to meet the beige folder that resided in her passenger seat. Shaking her head she drew the file onto her lap and quickly flopped it open, glancing over her targets poorly taken mug shot and bio. “Oh goody, Parole violations” she huffed and rolled her eyes. Several long moments passed before she snapped the file shut and tossed it back onto the passenger seat. Reaching into her glovebox, she pulled out her weapon and badge, promptly attaching both to the waistband of her skirt. Forcing her car door open she drug herself out, slamming it behind her as she trudged up to the front door of her targets home. Reaching the porch, she took a deep breath, straitening her black suit and posture before stubbornly knocking on the doors glass window. After several seconds of silence, she knocked again though this time a bit louder in hopes that shed get some sort of response. Another minute of silence crept by as her patience began to wear thin. “Agent Cooper, Open up!” She called, once more banging on the door. ‘What the hell can this ass be doing that he cant answer the damn door?’ She mumbled as she leaned in closer and peered through the glass. Seeing not a soul, she took. Step back and raised her fist to knock one last time. Before her knuckles even grazed the glass, the house was suddenly alive with a hail of bullets shattering through every pane of glass. Reaction quickly kicked in as Ailani ducked and wrapped her arms over her head as shards of glass rained down around her. “Shit Shit SHIT!” She choked, swiftly drawing out her gun and clicking in the magazine. Before she could even think to return fire, the house once more fell silent. Seizing the opportunity, she left to her feet and rammed the door with her heel, forcing it open as she dashed inside. Quietly she crept through the main hallway, searing for the bandits. Carefully checking into each room, she feared her search hopeless until she was confronted by crimson droplets that dappled the floor. Following the trail like a bloodhound, she was lead to a closed bedroom door. Without hesitation she pushed the door open, her eyes quickly coming to rest on her target. The young man lay crumpled like a dead leaf in the corner of the room, his body riddled with bullet wounds. Taking a quick step toward him she slipped her fingers under his chin as she crouched down, hoping to find a pulse. Nothing. Flat lined. Shit. She thought to herself as she hung her head, a disappointed sigh once more escaping her lips. Drawing back and straitening herself back up, she reholstered her gun and pulled her phone out of her pocket, dialing HPD’s main line before pressing the phone to her ear. “Police, Whats your Emergency?” An operator answered promptly. “This is Agent Cooper, Badge number 5762. I have a man down we need a response here Now!” Ailani demanded, her voice suddenly trailing off as footsteps echoed through the hallway. “Please hold” the operator said in a hushed tone. “Sure…” Ailani muttered as she reached for her gun and drew it out once more, taking cautious steps toward the bedroom doorway. Peering out into the hallway she spotted three figures making a run for it out the back door and without hesitation she opened fire, managing to hit one of the masked intruders as he raised his weapon to return the threat. The man doubled over as Ailani’s awful shot managed to strike him in the chest. Quickly getting back to his feet he fired off two more rounds before slipping out the back door to join his trio. Taking a step forward to pursue them, Ailani suddenly felt as if someone had stabbed a white hot spear through her abdomen. Taking a staggered step back, she leaned heavily against the wall, pulling her suit jacket open and clamping her hand out the wound. She gritted her teeth and she slid to the floor, quickly becoming light headed. Durning the attack she had managed to drop her phone, though now out of her reach she could still hear the faint voice of the operator. “Ma’am? Hello? Ma’am, is everything alright? Hello?” “O-officer down…H-help me..please…” she managed to stammer between hagered breaths hoping that the lady on the other end by some luck may just hear her pleas. Suddenly the line fell silent and the phone beeped its usual call ended tone. “Awesome…” she mumbled to herself as she wiggled to slightly change her position. ‘Hopefully they have nosey neighbors’ she thought to herself as she tried her hardest to fight the onsetting loss of consciousness.
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