A Bloodline Fate chapter 3
Dear Diary, another day begins for me in Chicago and in the best way possible, with my favorite sound, my boyfriend's deep voice. I feel him pull my hair, exposing a part of my neck and thus starting to kiss the entire length from the base of my ear to the beginning of my shoulder.
I opened my eyes and there were the most beautiful brown eyes in the world, shining warmly...
- Sweety? – he repeated the compliment with that cute smile.
- Yes, you're a sweetie... - I replied while holding her face in my hands.
- The Bandits disagree with that!
-That's their problem – I exclaimed as he started to get out of bed.
- Get dressed, let's get coffee on the way to intelligence. – Hank took my hand and helped me stand.
- I need 20 minutes! – I threw my arms around his neck.
I turned towards the bathroom and at that moment, I could only feel a light slap on my butt, Voight just looked at me with that expression that was a mix of cuteness and naughtiness..
I took a shower and started to get ready, in the middle of the process, I came across some purple spots on my body, I couldn't contain my smile, he was very good in bed, the kind of intense and accurate love. I had to use a lot of foundation and concealer to cover the marks, not to mention a turtleneck.
After finishing everything, I went downstairs and found Hank waiting at the door.
- I'm going to meet with an informant before going to intelligence. – he notified. – Are you going to do something while I work…
- I don't have anything scheduled for today.- Suddenly my cell phone rings, I pull it out and see the photo of my uncle Elliott.- just give me a minute!
- one day they will need to know. – said Voight.
- But not now! – I said, touching his face.
Hank took my hand and kissed each of my fingers.
The conversation with my uncle was peaceful, although I identified some attempts to extract information beyond the typical concerns, my uncle used to be more paranoid than my father, I think it was the work of raising my 5 cousins that left him like this, to say the least. work too...
- Tonight, we have dinner with the mayor.
- We have? – I asked in surprise.
- if you want to go! – Hank pulled my hand and kissed it – and where is your ring?
Damn it! I must had taken the ring off before taking a shower and left it on the bathroom table. I asked the time for dinner and he told me it would be around 7 pm, I was also instructed on the location, the Chicago City Hall ballroom, it would practically be the first event we would be at as a couple. Which made me think about the press, but I was quickly reassured by the information that it was a closed event.
The conversation with the informant was very quick, according to Voight there was an active drug ring, reports from Chicago Med put the police on alert, many deaths due to overdose, not to mention the high rate of deaths due to territorial control among the gangs they command this medium.
The plans to first go to district 21 were changed with an emergency call about a shooting downtown.
- This is Sergeant Hank Voight, I'm 10 minutes away from the scene.
We arrived at the location and Voight recommended that I stay in the car. I suggested that I find somewhere to buy coffee, he agreed and so we continued with our tasks.
I got out of the car and soon saw a bakery, went in and ordered two simple coffees with milk and two natural sandwiches.
After paying, I made my way back to the car. Hank appeared soon after.
- Hungry? – I asked ironically.
- of food and of you! – He grabbed my chin and gave me a kiss that was abruptly interrupted.
- Hey Sergeant, sorry. – said Atwater. – a clue came up, I'll check with Ruzek and we'll go back to the district.
I started laughing at the whole situation. Kevin's expression was as amused as possible, I looked over at Hank and there was that mischievous smile.
We headed towards the district, and in the meantime I had to be kind enough to feed Voight, while he was driving
In short, the morning was a little more focused on data analysis. I sat in his office, reading a book I brought, as well as answering some text messages in particular from my cousin Kathleen, which made me think it was a strategy from my uncle.
My father was more good, he was calmer, I think that after living in a chaotic home, he preferred not to repeat the patterns.
- Hey Baby, I'm going out to investigate a suspect, I managed to wait. - he said.
I answered his question affirmatively. Being alone in that silence was a bit maddening, the phone would break the ice within a few hours, but other than that waiting for them to return was not easy, especially when I had previously learned that the case of the day was a file burning. Today's victim was a key witness in a homicide and these things are twice as bad
I will summarize the day here, the person responsible for the murder was arrested, as well as the Trial linked to the victim occurred as expected, the investigations into the drug cartel remained open, it would still take some time to conclude this story..
It was 6 pm when we returned home to get ready for dinner with the mayor.
I opted for a long red dress. I needed more time than usual on makeup to cover some of the purple marks that Voight had left on my neck and above my chest and speaking of him, he wore his typical police attire, which my goodness, nothing looked bad on that man. I put on my ring and went to find him again at the door waiting for me.
- Sorry for the delay, I don't have dresses with a high collar. – I pointed to one of the perfectly covered areas.
- There was no need to cover it – he covered my lips with his and kissed me intensely.
It took us about 15 minutes to get to city hall with his calm driving style.
Nothing compared to a winter night in Chicago.
At the scene, Voight got out of the car first and came to help me out of the vehicle, I linked my arm through his and we went up the stairs.
I wasn't surprised when Hank introduced me as his girlfriend. And I became more apprehensive when an FBI agent apparently knew my uncle.
I loved that man. YES! But one of my insecurities was the fear of Judgment and there are still those who don't believe in healthy relationships between people of such different ages.
I met with Chief Bodem, leader of battalion 51, accompanied by his wife. I spent a good part of the night talking to her, while our loved ones talked to the city's main leaders about daily things.
At one point, some people were looking at me and then at Hank, and I knew exactly what was going through their heads. Probably the worst things were coming to their heads.
I excused myself and went to a balcony, so I could breathe a little.
- any problems baby. – Hank hugged me from behind, which left me free to lean my head on his shoulder.
- I needed a little more air.
- you are a terrible liar!
- I'm fully aware that people don't look favorably on one of the most important men in this city dating someone so young.
-That's none of their business-he whispered in my ear.
His voice entered the system and every part of me heated up to the point where my coat was unbearable.
- Can you help me face this? -I asked in a pleading tone, looking deep into his eyes. - Please..
At that moment I placed myself face to face and simply presented him with a kiss.
I was loving this city and this man, I catch myself thinking that if he had the idea of finding an open registry office, I would accept his name.
This seems to sound better than all the symphonies written.
Genuinely I would do that..
Well My Diary, that was Today. See you tomorrow
