Phone Call

Scott decides that he does not need to get the teacher today, but instead goes back to the house with the rest of the slaves. His phone buzzed and lit up with David's name on the screen. Without hesitation, Scott answered the call and David's voice filled his ear, "Scott, I couldn't help but think about earlier. You have a remarkable group of slaves and you were able to capture so many who were trying to escape the law," David said warmly. "I have a proposition for you- how would you like to become a deputy?"

A mix of surprise and curiosity flooded through Scott's mind. Scott thought for a moment before saying, "What would I have to do?"

"It's quite simple," David explained. "Deputies will be a new branch of ICE dedicated to enforcing the new law. We can't rely solely on regular police officers to handle this responsibility. As a deputy, you will have all the powers of law enforcement and most of the time, you will be left alone to do your job. However, there may be times when we need your assistance in recovering or punishing those who have violated the law."

Scott's heart raced at the thought of having such authority and responsibility. But before agreeing, he wanted more details.

"What kind of compensation are we talking about?" he asked cautiously.

David let out a deep, throaty chuckle that seemed to reverberate through the room. "Let's just say it will be worth your while," he purred, his voice dripping with promises of wealth and pleasure. "You will be generously compensated for each job you complete, and more importantly, you will have full permission to indulge in any of the targets you desire. And on top of all that, you will have first pickings to make them your own."

Scott's mind was spinning with the possibilities. Becoming a deputy would mean having even more power and control over the lives of others, and potentially gaining wealth and pleasure in the process. And it it also meant enforcing the law and putting these filthy minorities in their place. After a moment of contemplation, Scott responded confidently, "I accept your offer."

David's voice filled with satisfaction. "Excellent, I have a job for you right now, I am sending you a link to download an app, complete the job to prove you are the right person for the job then meet me at my office tomorrow. Meet me at my office tomorrow morning and we will go over the details."

Scott hung up the phone and followed David's instructions, downloading the app enthusiastically. It seemed like a game-changer, connecting him directly to the ICE network, enabling him to hunt down and punish whoever was on their list. The app was sleek and sophisticated, its interface reminiscent of a cutting-edge military console. It was designed to provide him with real-time updates on the most recent orders and targets, the app already had him logged in and on the front page was his statistics.

As the app booted up, Scott was presented with a list of jobs based on this location, but it looks like there was one that had already been accepted for him. The first one on the list caught his attention - it was a mission to hunt down a coven of new age witches who had been trying to dodge the new law and had proven to be too much for the local police.