Hot Police Woman -11.05.2017...: Black Angelika - A

He dropped.

“Easy, pretty lady,” a voice crackled through her earpiece. It was her partner, Rourke. “We got four hostiles. Wait for backup.” Black Angelika - A hot police woman -11.05.2017...

Tonight, she stood on the fire escape of the old textile mill, her black Kevlar vest strapped tight over a charcoal turtleneck. Her hair, dark as the space between stars, was braided back so tightly it pulled at her temples. Below, in the alley, a drug deal was going sideways. He dropped

She dropped two stories, landing with the soft grace of a cat on a dumpster lid. The men turned. The one with the gold tooth had time to blink. She dislocated his wrist before he could pull the trigger. The second swung a pipe—she ducked, her elbow finding his ribs like a hammer. The third ran. The fourth, the leader, grabbed a woman hostage. “We got four hostiles

The game wasn’t over. It had just begun.