Frustrated

Nancy was not in the greatest of moods since Wesson had escaped their grasp. She started thinking to herself maybe she should have accepted Vinnie's deal to tell her where Wesson was hiding. But, then again, how far would Vinnie make her go before he gave up the information? She didn't want to end up fucking him, no matter how intriguing his cock looked.

She slowly walked back to her desk to finish the paperwork on Beretta's capture, still deep in thought over where Wesson could be. Surely they would catch up with him. Somehow, some time. It was almost inevitable. As she rounded the corner, she ran right into her dejected partner Syd.

"Oh, sorry Syd," she apologized. "I'm glad you're back. Listen, don't worry about Wesson. He may be slippery, but we'll get him soon enough. He'll make a mistake sooner or later, and when he does, we'll be ready for him. It's not your fault he got away. I wonder if he was really there at all. How much do you trust the person who told you about him?"

"Thanks for the pep talk, partner," Syd smiled. "I really needed that. I Just feel so frustrated over this."

"I share your frustration. Believe me, Syd. You know Vinnie tried to make a deal with me to get him to tell me where Wesson is. I had to turn it down though."

"A deal? What kind of deal?" Syd was a bit curious. She often saw the way Beretta looked at Nancy the times they ran into each other. It was clear to her Beretta was quite interested in her as more than just a cop.

"I really don't want to talk about it."

"Well, I can pretty much guess it was something of a sexual nature, knowing him, and the way he looks at you every time he encounters you."

Now it was Nancy's turn to be curious. "What do you mean?"

"You've never noticed the way he looks at you?" Syd raised an eyebrow in surprise. "He looks at you like a schoolboy who just had his first crush. I think the man's got the hots for you."

Nancy made a strange face. "EWWWW!" she exclaimed. "You've got to be kidding me! You think Vinnie...?"

"I don't think it, I know it. I know men pretty well to know when they've got it bad for a girl. Trust me on this."

Now all sorts of ideas were rummaging around in Nancy's head. Could she somehow take advantage of this? But how far would she have to go, if she did? She shuddered in disgust and tried not to think about it.

"A penny for your thoughts," Syd chimed.

"I was just thinking about whether or not I should take advantage of what you told me. But I don't think I can do it. In fact, the idea makes me want to puke."

Syd had to laugh at that. "I know the feeling, girlfriend."

They both walked back to their desks. Each one finishing their report on Wesson and Beretta.

Nancy sat there, still feeling glum over Wesson's disappearance. Someone out there had to know something of his whereabouts other than Vinnie. the problem was, who?