The girls earn their paychecks.

"We're coming to you live from Brooklyn, where the jewellery-store siege is entering its second hour. And it seems like the hostage taker has made some interesting demands..."

The perky blonde addressing the camera was only one of many journalists crammed in behind the line of police cars, all with their film crews in tow. News helicopters hovered overhead. Curious onlookers crowded around the perimeter of the square. Amy stood on the concrete in front of the store, shivering, holding a megaphone, the street rough against her bare feet. She wanted to curl up into a little ball and squeal. She was on TV, going out across the nation, and she didn't have any clothes on.

"Yes, it seems the criminal has insisted that these two beautiful police officers strip down and negotiate with him in the nude. Out of respect for these brave women, we'll be broadcasting their whole ordeal live and uncensored on every available channel."

Rosa scowled up at the helicopters, fists balled at her sides, heroically resisting the urge to shriek and cover herself. Amy didn't blame her. She knew what the other woman was thinking. All their friends were seeing their bare boobs. All their enemies were seeing their naked asses. A bunch of random strangers were ogling their pussies, and probably loving every second of it. They were naked. On TV. Naked on TV, total public humiliation, and it was all one person's fault. She raised the megaphone to her lips and said "Come on out, Judy."

"Looking good, Santiago." Doug Judy also had a megaphone. "And looking especially good, Diaz. You been working out?"

"I am going to **** you, Judy! I mean it! You're dead!"

"Hey, Diaz, don't get upset. It's a compliment. Mind hustling over here so I can get a better look?"

"I'll hustle my boot down your throat!"

"Easy now. Don't forget, I hold all the cards."

"You wouldn't hurt a fly, Judy," Amy said into her megaphone. Her other hand was pressed tightly in between her legs. Unlike Rosa, she wasn't too proud to try and hide her sex from the crowd. "Tell us what you really want."

"You want to test me? Get your cute ass in here, then."

Amy stayed right where she was. She'd never known Doug Judy to hurt anyone, but she couldn't take the risk, not in front of all these people. She had to stay where she was and try to talk him down, even if it meant standing out here for hours on end before the ogling cameras. In the nude. With more and more people tuning in by the second. She couldn't break police protocol, even if all her friends got to see her boobs.

"What do you want, Judy?" she said. "You've got to give us something."

"Something, huh? Well, why don't you and Diaz show each other a little affection, first? Then we can see 'bout negotiating."

"Huh? You don't mean..."

"Oh, yeah. Yeah, I do."

"I will destroy you, Judy!"