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Chapter 15 by dr_wankenstein dr_wankenstein

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Amy and Rosa take stock.

Amy took a deep breath, leaning against the wall for support. She'd made it all the way down the fire stairs and out the back door before she stopped to consider her position. Which wasn't good. She was standing in a back alley, stark naked, with her hands securely fastened behind her back. Rosa had the only cuff key. And Rosa was several floors above her, stuck on the balcony without any clothes on.

Where was she going to go?

She twisted her arms around to manipulate the handle of the fire door. It wouldn't budge. It had automatically locked, as well. Security was important for a police station. She looked out of the mouth of the alley towards the crowded, sunlit street, a place she absolutely did not want to go under any circumstances. The people there seemed to be looking up at something.

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Congratulations, Rosa! You've fallen victim to another classic Gina Linetti prank. Not only are you naked, you're stuck on a balcony! Hope you like the fresh air, sunshine!

The concrete was cold on Rosa's bare feet. She was clearly visible to the people on the other side of the street below, no matter where she stood. She was also clearly visible through the bullpen window, though the other cops hadn't seemed to notice her yet. The broken Gina mannequin lay at her feet, shattered into a dozen pieces. The hipsters in the rooftop cafe across the street from the station gave her a friendly wave.

But don't worry. There's a way out. All you have to do is give the camera a little wave and admit out loud that I, Gina Linetti, am a million times smarter and cooler than you, Rosa Diaz. Not to mention better at social media.

Camera? She looked up. A drone was buzzing above her head, just out of reach, its cold black eye recording her every move. She covered her pussy with one hand and flipped it off with the other. She could hear the distant laughter of hipsters. She ground her teeth. Nobody laughed at Rosa Diaz. Especially not hipsters.

Or you could try the fire escape. Choose soon, babe. Holt and the gang won't be distracted forever.

Rosa looked at the fire escape. The stairs ran right down the front of the building, exposed to the whole street. She bit back a whimper. She wasn't going to whimper for anyone. Especially not Gina. The camera darted closer. She snatched at it with both hands. It buzzed out of reach, getting an excellent short of her bouncing boobs as it did so.

Ciao, Rosa! Have a nice day, and don't forget I'm the best at everything and will always win. Give Amy my love. Gina xoxoxoxoxox

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