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With a blaring and thunderous entrance accompanied by boots to the door of a lush penthouse suite Agent Weber yelled, “DEA! FREEZE!” His team flooded around him attempting to apprehend Donavan Goode, notorious white collar pill pusher. He’d been the center of a drug investigation into a pill mill ring.
Over ten months of manpower had come to the conclusion that Donavan Goode had been working directly with fellow doctors and clinics to write powerful narcotic prescriptions for non medical and inappropriate reasons, selling to addicts and anyone else creating a large network of drug users. Unable to pin any solid evidence against him until recently, Donavan had gone under the radar for a few years. “Down on the ground! Now!” Agent Declan Weber bellowed.
She gasped mouth wide and in shock. “Holy. Shit. Are you serious right now?” Lilith froze as she saw at least a dozen black booted, uniformed men spill through the door of her boyfriend's uptown suite. Men surrounded her and Donavan. Quickly immobilizing him and pushing her flat on the ground and quietly cuffing them both in a matter of seconds. She didn’t even have time to breathe.
“STAY DOWN!” Declan called out. He’d expected to catch Donavan with his pants down, balls deep in some hooker but whoever this woman was, was anything but.
“Donavan! What is this bullshit?!” Lilith yelled. Face down on the ground with her hands behind her back all she heard was the sound of heavy boots on the floor. Lilith didn’t dare look up. Donavan never responded to her plea. “Donavan! Talk to me! What’s going on?!”
“Shut up Lilith! Keep your mouth shut. Don’t say a fucking word! You hear me?! NOT A WORD!” Donavan yelled squirming against the tight handcuffs. In this moment he didn’t regret that he’d never told her how he afforded such a lifestyle. Being a spine and sports medicine doctor had its perks but nothing like what he was afforded now. Working with athletes required him to be gone for a certain amount of time.
Lilith never made much of a fuss except for not having a key to his place. She assumed being together for little over a year would warrant a key to each other’s place. She was too nosy and she would have found something. At least now she wouldn’t be able to testify against him. What she didn’t know she couldn’t say.
“Quiet!” Agent Weber nudged the good pill prescribing doctor with his steel toe boot.
“Boss, we’ve got suitcases full of pills. We’re looking at Oxycontin, Hydracodone, Vicodin, and even morphine. There aren’t just prescriptions. We’re looking at more than pills though boss.” Duke had found a couple pounds of marijuana and cocaine stashed in a woman’s designer duffle bag behind the bathroom sink.
Declan shook his head. He was bound to get a promotion off this bust. Maybe then he’d get back to some semblance of a social life. “Alright. Bag it and tag it boys.” He nodded to his team. “Good work. This one is going to go down in the books for sure. There has to be more than a couple of millions in narcotics here.”
Duke scanned over the girl on the floor next to Donavan Goode. “What about the whore boss? What do we do with her?” Duke was the team’s All-American asshole. Two time all-state football champion. Retired marine with twelve years of service, and a purple heart to boot. For all his glory he was still an asshole.
“Duke, oversee the acquisition of the narcotics please. She’s not a whore.” Agent Weber waved off Duke. Walking around her Declan noticed her all white attire. Unable to help himself he noticed there was no panty line to her backless would be body suit. Her hair tied in a sophisticated ponytail made him wonder what caliber of woman she was — the self made rich elite or inherited trust fund bourgeois.
“Damn right I’m not.” Lilith huffed. The nerve they had. Her mind was still reeling. Obviously her
Over ten months of manpower had come to the conclusion that Donavan Goode had been working directly with fellow doctors and clinics to write powerful narcotic prescriptions for non medical and inappropriate reasons, selling to addicts and anyone else creating a large network of drug users. Unable to pin any solid evidence against him until recently, Donavan had gone under the radar for a few years. “Down on the ground! Now!” Agent Declan Weber bellowed.
She gasped mouth wide and in shock. “Holy. Shit. Are you serious right now?” Lilith froze as she saw at least a dozen black booted, uniformed men spill through the door of her boyfriend's uptown suite. Men surrounded her and Donavan. Quickly immobilizing him and pushing her flat on the ground and quietly cuffing them both in a matter of seconds. She didn’t even have time to breathe.
“STAY DOWN!” Declan called out. He’d expected to catch Donavan with his pants down, balls deep in some hooker but whoever this woman was, was anything but.
“Donavan! What is this bullshit?!” Lilith yelled. Face down on the ground with her hands behind her back all she heard was the sound of heavy boots on the floor. Lilith didn’t dare look up. Donavan never responded to her plea. “Donavan! Talk to me! What’s going on?!”
“Shut up Lilith! Keep your mouth shut. Don’t say a fucking word! You hear me?! NOT A WORD!” Donavan yelled squirming against the tight handcuffs. In this moment he didn’t regret that he’d never told her how he afforded such a lifestyle. Being a spine and sports medicine doctor had its perks but nothing like what he was afforded now. Working with athletes required him to be gone for a certain amount of time.
Lilith never made much of a fuss except for not having a key to his place. She assumed being together for little over a year would warrant a key to each other’s place. She was too nosy and she would have found something. At least now she wouldn’t be able to testify against him. What she didn’t know she couldn’t say.
“Quiet!” Agent Weber nudged the good pill prescribing doctor with his steel toe boot.
“Boss, we’ve got suitcases full of pills. We’re looking at Oxycontin, Hydracodone, Vicodin, and even morphine. There aren’t just prescriptions. We’re looking at more than pills though boss.” Duke had found a couple pounds of marijuana and cocaine stashed in a woman’s designer duffle bag behind the bathroom sink.
Declan shook his head. He was bound to get a promotion off this bust. Maybe then he’d get back to some semblance of a social life. “Alright. Bag it and tag it boys.” He nodded to his team. “Good work. This one is going to go down in the books for sure. There has to be more than a couple of millions in narcotics here.”
Duke scanned over the girl on the floor next to Donavan Goode. “What about the whore boss? What do we do with her?” Duke was the team’s All-American asshole. Two time all-state football champion. Retired marine with twelve years of service, and a purple heart to boot. For all his glory he was still an asshole.
“Duke, oversee the acquisition of the narcotics please. She’s not a whore.” Agent Weber waved off Duke. Walking around her Declan noticed her all white attire. Unable to help himself he noticed there was no panty line to her backless would be body suit. Her hair tied in a sophisticated ponytail made him wonder what caliber of woman she was — the self made rich elite or inherited trust fund bourgeois.
“Damn right I’m not.” Lilith huffed. The nerve they had. Her mind was still reeling. Obviously her
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