The NEU alongside with SWAT gathered for a briefing for tonight take down. They went through all specifications from the extensive backup equipment installed in their unmarked surveillance van to implanting a mini video surveillance camera and recording conversation devices into Edith’s earrings. The team relied on Edith who’s the core of the undercover to dig out information and show proof of evidence to bring these drug traffickers down. Edith arrived at her destination dressing genuinely sexy in a black satin deep v-neckline strap camisole top revealing just a peek of her cleavage over a pair of dark skinny jeans hugging her curves, with a pair of black strappy heels walking toward the city bar and through the main door. Edith seeps …show more content…
Some on the dance floor dancing the night away, others were hanging out at the cocktail lounge with a drink in their hand to relax after a long work week and those with hopes of a chance of meeting their possible mate or maybe just company for the night. Edith meanders through the dance floor toward the cocktail lounge with that same hope of finding that mate she’s in search for. Able to find an available stool along a raised countertop, Edith settled on as she observes the happy crowd that surrounded her and waits patiently for an available bartender to attend her. “What can I get you?” The bartender asks mannerly. “Vodka lemonade please.” Edith watches the bartender fill her mixed beverages in a glass and places it before her. “Thank you.” Edith said considerately as she pays for her beverage and leaves a tip. “The pleasure is all mines.” The bartender leaves to attend to others on the lounge. Edith couldn’t help to notice how quickly and efficiently the bartender was preparing their drinks …show more content…
The man she was sent to bring down was gazing at her as he lifts up his drink and flashes an alluring smile revealing the most beautiful dimples. “Single rose, two dollars.” A sweet voice called out from behind her. Edith pivots and notices a beautiful woman with a basket of roses passing by. “I’ll take one.” Edith said as she reaches into her hand purse and gives the rose woman a five dollar bill. The rose woman hands Edith a rose with her change. “Can you deliver this rose to the handsome Hispanic man in the navy blue long sleeve shirt on the opposite side of the countertop corner?” “I sure can.” “Thank you.” Edith’s eyes follow the rose woman strolling toward him, hands him the rose with exchanging words and vanishes into the crowd. Cruz glances toward her, gave a nod of amazement, and then withdrew from his seat. “Impressive.” A husky voice from behind says. Edith turns to the side gazing directly at Cruz Dominguez with a genuine smile. “Thank you. Not often do men get a