Ellana's Cultural Studies on Humanity Chapter 40:- Nikki Vs The Mafia Pt 1 The Wedding
Posted: Sun Jul 21, 2024 7:18 pm
During my adventures in the various palaces around the world, I had often thought about Nikki Sanderson. I found myself missing my one and only human friend on earth, indeed I missed many things about her; her beauty, her courage and compassion notwithstanding. So I thought it high time to visit my dear friend. What would happen next would test us to our limits, pitting us against a ruthless enemy that represented the very worst of humanity. We would find ourselves in mortal peril and adversity, forcing those we once called enemies to become allies in a shared struggle. What I would learn is that the worst of humanity can be overcome by friendship, bravery, love and solidarity. These traits I have come to love about humanity. This ordeal would also be the point at which Nikki and I would learn the true nature of our unbreakable bond. But I'am getting ahead of myself as I often do. It all started one Manhattan morning...
Dr Ellana Xenoanthropological Society
Unit 47, NYPD Patrol Car W 73rd Street Monday 15th September 2024 10:00am
"New York. The concrete jungle where dreams are made..." Nikki sung along to the radio has her new partner Sgt Nicholas McKnight looked on. "Someone seems chipper today. You wake up on the right side of the bed today, kid?" He was a genial man of 40 years, a twenty year veteran on the force. He had the look of a once fit man going to seed, with a thatch of brown hair under his hat. Nikki turned smiling. "I'am just glad that my transfer to you was approved sarge. I didn't feel right with Rabinowitz." Keeping his eyes on the road, McKnight nodded. "I know Rabinowitz. She's a good enough cop but she's how should I put it an acquired taste. I read your report on that liquor store hold up last week. I had thought you and she had finally clicked?" Nikki smiled slightly recounting the memory of Ellana taking the perp down. I wonder what she's up to? I hope that she hasn't gotten herself into too much trouble or caught by those suited assholes. I really wish she were here. "No, it's just that I didn't like her whole attitude sarge. She was all about climbing the ladder rather than making a difference." McKnight smiled. "You remind a little bit of your dad, Sanderson." Nikki's eyes widened in surprise. "You knew my father!?" The sergeant shook his head. "I wouldn't say I knew him. I was only a rookie cop when he walked his beat. But he gave me a bit of advice in passing." Nikki subconsciously reached for the cross under her uniform. "What did he say to you?" Before McKnight could answer the radio came to life. "Unit 47, this is dispatch. How copy over?" Came the dulcet tones of the female dispatcher. Picking up the receiver Nikki took a deep breath. "Unit 47 here, 4116 Officer Sanderson receiving. Go ahead, dispatch." There was a slight pause. "We've had a shooting in an alley on West 78th street off West End Avenue. Homicide are already on site but they need some uniforms for crowd control. You happen to be the closest. How copy over?" Nikki shared a glance with McKnight who nodded. "Roger dispatch, Unit 47 enroute. Out." The sergeant sighed. "Just another morning in the concrete jungle." He said switching on the lights and siren.
The Alley off West 78th Street 10 minutes later
As Nikki and McKnight left their patrol car walking towards the police line, which was manned by the pretty blonde Officer Clarke who flashed them a look of sadness, they glanced down the alley. What they saw caused Nikki to throw up her morning coffee. "Oh my god! It's Buck!" Laying on the pavement with two shots each to his head and abdomen, his once warm blue eyes now staring coldly at Nikki was the heavyset bald body of Richard Buchanan or Buck to the officers of the 15th Precinct. His wallet lay empty beside his body. She began to hyperventilate as McKnight gently took her by the shoulders. "Damn it, Buck?! He pulled me a pint just yesterday! Fucking hell!" Tears welled up in Nikki's eyes, as she regarded the man who was once her father's partner and had looked out for Nikki ever since she started. The man who was the proprieter of The Protect and Serve, the watering hole of the 15th Precinct. "Y-yeah, he was giving me some boxing tips. Told me my double jab needed work..." Her voice trailing away choked with tears. McKnight nodded tilting Nikki's head up. "This is your first body isn't it?" Nikki nodded unable to tear her eyes away from Buck's body. The sergeant sighed. "Look at me, rookie. Don't look at him but focus on me. I remember my first homicide, it never leaves you particularly the ones who look at you. I feel bad for Buck, he was a damn fine badge and a better friend. Everyone in the 15th will grieve for him. Rest assured, Sanderson we will find the bastard who murdered him and put them away for good, okay?" Nikki nodded gripping her fists as a suited blonde man walked up behind them. "And here comes the suit." McKnight said patting Nikki on the shoulder.
Nikki only knew the man by reputation. Detective Vince Mason was the rising golden boy of Robbery-Homicide, where he had an impressive clearance rate. He had only a few years in uniform before getting on the fastrack to plain clothes. But there was something that rubbed her the wrong way about him, she couldn't put her finger on it. " You know officers, while in my line of work you eventually get used to the corpses it's always a 1000 times worse when it's someone you knew." Mason said shaking his head as he approached them. "It looks like he was killed for what? The 100 or 200 bucks in his wallet and his watch? That was the sum value of his life." Still shaking her head her eyes welling up with tears, Nikki fixed him with a stare. "So what are you saying Detective? Some kid short on cash killed him? No, Buck was an experienced cop he wouldn't let himself get in that position." Mason shrugged. "That's what I'm saying, rookie. Some kid hard up for cash with easy access to a gun. You know as well as I do, Sanderson that this neighborhood is rife with gangers looking to make an easy score. And I'am sorry to say this but don't get your hopes up, we have no CCTV, no witnesses not even a phone." The detective sighed snapping off his gloves. "It's a fucking pity. Mind the crowd, guys. I have to return to the precinct and file my report." With that he ducked under the police tape heading for his sedan, his every move followed by McKnight. Nikki turned away in disgust glancing at Buck's pitiful remains, noticing something on his body. Are those bruises on his face and his wrists? My god! Someone tied him up and executed him! Wait, I have seen this before. From case studies at the academy from the mafia case files, this as all their hallmarks! Fucking mugging gone wrong my ass! This was murder! McKnight turned back to her as the CSIs covered Buck up with a white sheet. "Something on your mind, Sanderson? Well I need your head in the game. I know that you're disappointed but we can't solve them all. We have a duty to the rest of the city. Buck wouldn't want this to eat away at you." Nikki didn't say anything but just grinded her teeth. McKnight patted her shoulder. "Look, Sanderson. I know this is your first homicide, and like I said the next ones get no easier. If you like I can offer you a few days compassionate leave? So you can process this. He was your father's old partner after all." Nikki wiped the tears from her eyes, taking a deep breath. "...Yeah, thank you sarge." McKnight flashed a sympathetic smile. "Come on rookie. I...I could use a coffee right about now. As the two officers walked out the alley back towards their waiting car, Nikki turned back. I will bring your killers to justice, Buck. I promise.
15th Precinct Womens Shower Room 18:00pm
As the water trickled down her naked body, Nikki still couldn't get the images of Buck out of her mind thoughts running like the water down her body What was Buck doing in that alley? Who had wanted to kill him? And why did Golden Boy Mason try so hard to cover it all up? Buck was loved by both the precinct and by the community he served. Damn it! I need to do something but what?! Exiting the shower Nikki tied on a towel, catching a glance of the tight dripping naked body of Officer Clarke, with her plum shape ass and perfect breasts but even this wasn't enough to distract her. Flashing a smile at the blonde officer, Nikki found her locker opening it to find her smartphone. Well at least there isn't shit in my locker from Rabinowitz and Berkeley this time. Now who do I call? Nikki scrolled through her phone. Mom? No she might even be on a case. Or perhaps "uncle" Frank? He's FBI and head of the Organised Crime Task Force. Oh what good will that do, Nikki? You gonna call them and bother them with wild conspiracy theories? Sure they both liked Buck, hell they all served together but they would just tell me that it's a robbery gone wrong. Fuck... Sighing she replaced her phone before getting dressed in her leather jacket, tank top and jeans. After bading everyone on the watch a goodnight, Nikki found her car waiting for her in the police parking lot. Starting the engine, Nikki's mind still raced with questions. Damn it I wish Ellana were here? What would she do? Shaking her head, Nikki pulled out following the familiar streets home.
Nikki's Apartment Tuesday 16th September 09:00am
Sleep didn't come easy for Nikki, that night she had a vivid nightmare where Buck was getting shot repeatedly in that dingy alley. She was running calling his name but he and shadowy killers just got further and further away. She had awoken screaming dressed in her camisole and panties, cold beads of sweat on her brow. Turning she saw the read digits on her bedside clock read "09:00am" groaning she threw back her sheets, trudging to the kitchen to get something to eat. In an effort to distract herself she switched on the TV, where a pretty brunette read the latest news beaming "Good morning, I'am Libby Byers with your Good Morning America news briefing! In his tour of East Asia, President Biden is due to touch down in Japan later this afternoon. After making visits to the Philippines and South Korea." Once she had rattled off the international news, Libby continued with local. "In local news a 50 year old man was killed during what the police are calling a "robbery gone wrong." Are our streets really unsafe? In other news..." Nikki stanched up the remote gripping it tight. "What?! That's all you have to say?! Fuck you!" She jabbed the off button before slamming the remote back onto the counter. "Are you okay, Nikki?"
Nikki jumped at the sound of her roommate Alison Freeman's voice. "Damn it, Alison! Don't do that you startled me." She whipped round to see the smiling square featured ebony skinned face of her roommate, who was strangely all ready dressed in a stonewashed denim jacket, matching shorts and dark blue sneakers. Underneath which was a blue tank top, that emphasised her C-cup breasts. That's really weird. She never smiled around me before. I mean we didn't hate one another but we aren't really close. It's almost as if... Nikki sighed pinching her nose. "No, Alison. I'am not okay. A very dear friend of mine was just gunned down and nothings happening. His killers are still scott free and there's nothing I can do." Alison sat down next to her, taking Nikki's hands in hers. "Oh by the goddess, Nikki! I'am so sorry. Tell me about him." Nikki's eyes widened. Alright, nobody on earth says "by the goddess". Wait, no one on earth... " No, Ellana is that you?" Ellana burst out laughing. "It took you long enough, dear friend!" Despite herself, Nikki threw her arms around her best friend, laughing.
"Ellie! When did you get here?" Ellana smiled as she returned the hug. "I arrived last night straight from Seoul. I came in through the fire escape into your roommates room, you should have seen her face before I put her to bed with a neck chop." She said pulling out of the hug before helping herself to some orange juice. Nikki poured her herself some, her brow furrowing. "Wait you were here last night? Why didn't you say anything, babe?" Ellana took a sip of her orange juice, flashing a look of concern over the rim. "You were restless and thrashing in your sleep. I didn't want to disturb you." Nikki took a glup of her juice, wiping her mouth with her forearm. "Yeah, it's not a good time. That homicide on the TV? I was there at the scene yesterday. Buck was my friend, my father's ex partner! Gunned down by cowardly bastards and the investigation as hit a brick wall. I don't know what to do?" Seeing Nikki in distress broke Ellana's heart, setting down her juice she rushed back to her side. "Is there anything I can do to help? I hate seeing you like this and it makes my Zenobian blood boil that there's injustice even on earth." Nikki smiled gently caressing Ellana's cheek. "I was just going to ask you that, babe. Did you read my mind?" Ellana giggled mischievously as Nikki pecked her on the cheek. "I'am glad you're here with me." Ellana smiled as Nikki rose from her chair. "Right, first things first. I know the mafia's behind all this, so we, or should I say, you need to infiltrate the precinct. If you can find evidence there on Buck's case, we can take it to my uncle Frank. He's FBI and is part of the Organised Crime Task Force. He will know what to do. We can discuss the details on the case on the way. I just need to get dressed and find my roommate. Wait a minute..."
As Ellana stood up, Nikki caressed her jacket. "What is it Nikki? Something wrong?" Nikki shook her head. "This is my jacket. What the hell was Alison doing wearing it?" Ellana rubbed the back of her head. "Well about that. She was wearing this when I stripped her, along with her white bra and thong. And when I kissed her, I learned that she was stealing your clothes. Because you are her size and she's envious of your style. Apparently she's what you humans call a kleptomaniac." Nikki didn't look surprised. "Well this actually explains a lot. It solves that little mystery of where my tops have been going. Well, I'am going to her room right now and taking back what's mine. And when she wakes up we are going to have a little chat about personal space. Make yourself at home Ellie, grab some breakfast. I will just be a minute." Leaving Ellana in the kitchen, Nikki went into Alison's room.
"Oh shit!" Nikki cried as the naked bound and gagged body of her roommate tumbled out of the closet after she had pulled it open. She couldn't help but admire Alison's well formed buoyant breasts with full puffy black areolas, full clitoris topped with a trimmed strip of black pubic hair and pert bubble butt. At Nikki's cry, Ellana came running in laughing. "Not funny, Ellie! Next time shove her under the bed or something! I'am having a serious case of déjà vû right now." She said extricating herself from Alison's naked body.
Task Force Ellana Tech Van Across the Road The Same Moment
"Holy hell, boss. You were right on the money." M said as the team gathered around the table listening in on the bug they had placed in Nikki's apartment. L smiled, the headphones still held to her ears. "Well that's interesting. Ellana actually wants to help Nikki do something useful for a change. What's your read on this P?" The ginger haired agent nodded his head holding his chin. "Well the cop in me says we give them space. It's a worthy cause, taking on the mob. But this doesn't mean we should stop doing our jobs. I would advise caution, Linda. We are heading into uncharted waters here and we need to know what we are letting ourselves in for." L and the rest of the team nodded. "Forever the voice of reason, Paddy. We will wait them out and hang back from a distance. After all, Nikki is with her and she has agreed to look after Ellana. So we should afford her a little bit of room." M flashed her a smile. "I will say this, boss. If they going after the Mafia, they won't know what hit them."
Across the road from the 15th Precinct. On the corner of Columbus Avenue and West 90th Street, 09:30am
"Here we are, Ellie. 15th Precinct. So are we clear on the case? Is there anything you would like to ask me before you go? " Nikki said as she switched off her car's engine, gesturing to the station across the street. Ellana turned to her. "We need to establish why your detective dropped the case so suddenly. It's classic crime simulation, you go after the ones trying to bury the truth." Nikki lent forward shaking her head. "Ellana this isn't a movie it's real life and you could get hurt going in there or worse. And that would be on me. Just take care of yourself okay. I can't lose another friend." Ellana smiled laying her hand on her shoulder. "I'll be fine, trust me." Nikki breathed a sigh of relief, squeezing the Zenobians hand. "Nikki, is there anyone the detective is friends with in the department. Particularly a female friend?" Nikki shrugged. "I don't really know, the detectives tend to keep to their own company and ignore us uniforms. So I would say find a female detective and replace her, a pretty one mind you. Christ, I can't believe I just told you that. Good luck babe." She kissed Ellana on the cheek. "I'll be right back, Nik. And I will have that information I swear it." Ellana beamed returning the gesture before jumping out of the car.
NYPD 15th Precinct Waiting Room 09:35am
Ellana walked into the large waiting room, sharing a smile with the officer behind the desk who returned to his smartphone laughing. Hmm? It's fairly deserted and not many females around. Where is a detective when you need one? Suddenly the glass doors behind her opened, she turned to she a pretty plain clothes detective sweep into the waiting room. She was an attractive woman with heart shaped features, slender cheekbones and piercing green eyes framed by a long curtain of dark brown hair. The detective was wearing a dark blue suit jacket, a grey loose top underneath, tight dark blue belted skinny blue jeans, with her NYPD badge clipped on her left hip, firearm clipped on the right and black zipped booties that hugged a trim athletic figure. Thanks for the tip, Nikki. She's perfect and she looks a little stressed. Time for a little break, I think. Ellana watched the harried looking woman storm past her towards the large double doors leading into the station, inputting a four digit code. Sneaking past the desk sergeant who was too busy on his phone, Ellana followed the woman into the station. Quickly catching up to her near a broom cupboard, Ellana shouted. "Wait Detective!" The woman turned around eyes wide. "Hey! Your not allow-ugh!!" "You look like you could use a break, dear." Ellana said swiftly neck chopping the woman. The pretty detective letting out a cute pained squeak as she collapsed unconscious in Ellana's waiting arms. "Nighty night, dear." Ellana whispered into the woman's ear dragging her into the broom cupboard.
Setting down the sleeping detective, Ellana stripped out of the clothing she had taken from Nikki's roommate before kneeling beside the stricken detective taking her into her arms. Stripping off the woman's badge, gun, shoes and her jacket Ellana assumed her form with a passionate embrace. "Kaitlyn Roscoe, 26, Detective NYPD Robbery-Homicide. She's another rising star in the department with the highest clearance rate of anyone in the department. Only three years ago she was in uniform but showed a natural aptitude for detection. She is currently dating a female officer in the same precinct, who came up with her through the academy." Ellana said unbelting Kaitlyn's jeans working them off her slender hips, peeling them down her long toned legs before whipping off the blue pastel g-string thong from between the detectives thighs, exposing a small trimmed womanhood topped with a thin strip of dark brown hair. Pulling up the stolen thong, Ellana leaned the half naked detective against her pulling up her top up over her head along with her matching cropped camisole. Letting the now naked detective flop back onto the floor, Ellana admired the small but firm breasts of detective Roscoe with perky pink circular areolas as she dressed in the woman's clothes. When she was finished she bound up Kaitlyn's tight athletic naked form with duct tape, gagging her with a strip. Getting a good glimpse of the detectives pert peach shaped buttocks, Ellana dragged her deeper into the cupboard. Holstering the woman's firearm, Ellana grinned exiting the room using the detectives memories to show her the way.
15th Precinct 2nd floor Robbery-Homicide Bullpen 9:42am
As she walked into the Robbery-Homicide division, Ellana scanned the bustling bullpen her eyes eventually finding a man that fit the description of Detective Vince Mason, sitting at his desk in the centre of the room. That's the guy, exactly as Nikki described; blonde, blue eyed and wearing a suit. Alright, Ellana. Time to get to the truth. Taking a deep breath, she sauntered up to him. When he saw her he leaned back in his chair sighing. "Detective Roscoe? Have you come to gloat? Wave your higher clearance rate in my face?" Smiling Ellana leant against his task. "Not at all, detective Mason. I just came to make your life miserable." She held up her arms as she saw him start to rise from his chair. "Just kidding. I want to ask about the Buchanan case? I mean a great detective like yourself didn't go after the small time criminals who killed him. Buck was a popular guy." The detective sat back down, shaking his head. "Thanks for that but there isn't any Buchanan case. I know, I know, it's a pity, I liked him too but when the higher ups tell you to drop the investigation. You know how it is." Ellana nodded gesturing for Mason to continues." It was Captain Nicholson himself who ordered It. And you know, it's better not to risk your career than argue with the captain." Ellana flashed him a false sympathetic smile. "Sounds lIke an impossible position. Well I have to go to the bathroom. See you around, Mason." Sharing a nod with the detective, Ellana parted ways with the main, beginning the search for the Captain. This gets more and more intriguing by the second. I wonder how Nikki is going to take this.
The captain's office was just a little further behind the bullpen, a frosted glass door with "Captain Xander Nicholson" stenciled in gold. And to Ellana's relief there sat a startlingly attractive woman, with long curly strawberry blonde hair, rounded features and bright hazel eyes who Ellana took for the captain's secretary sat at a desk to the right of the door. I would bet the Zephyr that's she's sleeping with the man. Who better a person to divulge your darkest secrets to. After all I can't barge in wearing the face of a lowly detective. The secretary was wearing a black cardigan and matching pencil skirt, with a tight light blue top underneath and high heels. She was adorned with pearl jewellery; a choker, dangling earrings and a bracelet. No doubt gifts from her suitor, the good captain but where is he getting his money from? After waiting for five minutes, Ellana noticed the woman get up from her chair. Walking past her, the secretary disappeared down a deserted corridor off the bullpen. Ellana quickly followed her down the corridor, until she disappeared into a women's toilet. Ellana grinned widely. Well, well how fortuitous. Thank the goddess for humans and their weak constitutions.
Women's Bathroom 09:55am
Secretary Patricia Kennings let out a sigh of relief as she emptied her full bladder into the toilet bowl, her skirt and black lace g-string thong down around her ankles exposing her full vagina topped with a trimmed fan of strawberry blonde fuzz. Not long now! We will soon be free of this rat trap, living the high life in Miami! And it's all down to the generosity of Don Rizzo, all we had to do was turn the other cheek and do whatever he wanted. The sound of the bathroom door opening chased away her thoughts. Feeling the last of her urine trickle into the bowl, Patricia reached for a strip of paper wiping herself clean. After making herself decent, Patricia opened the cubicle only to be forced back onto the toilet bowl by the soft lips of a woman, straddling her. Passionately kissing the young secretary as she stripped off her cardigan. To her surprise she returned the kiss angrily, letting out a low muffled moan as the mysterious woman caressed her cheek. What?! I have never even looked at another woman like...oh? Patricia let out a low moan, as she slumped unconscious legs spread wide. Wiping her mouth with her cuff, Ellana grinned with her new face stripping off Kaitlyn's clothes.
"Patricia Kennings, 23, Secretary to Captain Xander Nicholson. Well no suprise there, you are sleeping with the "good" captain, despite him being half your age and married too. You are fully aware of Carmine Rizzo paying him off , but you don't care you just want to be with your man. Foolish, naive girl. But Nikki was right about these "Mafia" being behind the murder. But she needs more to go on than this." Ellana said as she removed Patricia's jewellery putting it on herself before slipping off her high heels. Holding up the secretaries arms, Ellana pulled off her tank top up over her head then unhooked her bra admiring her perfectly formed C-cup breasts with puffy full dark pink areolas. Unzipping Patricia's skirt from the rear Ellana whipped it from around her hips down her long legs, along with her matching g-string thong exposing a full trimmed vagina. After she had gotten dressed in the secretaries clothes, Ellana tore up Kaitlyn's grey top binding the naked Patricia's limbs gagging her with a strip. With the secretary secured, Ellana locked up the cubicle climbing up over the slide retrieving an out of order sign from the cupboard sticking it on the cubicle. Straightening up her new skirt, Ellana left the bathroom. Right, it looks like I have a date with the captain. Let's not keep him waiting.
The Office of Captain Xander Nicholson 10:01am
Ellana knocked once on Nicholson's door, after hearing a curt "Come in." Ellana opened the door to see the mustachioed Nicholson, flecks of grey in his jet black moustache and short hair seated behind his desk. "Well this is a pleasant surprise. Miss..." Ellana flashed him a suggestive smile closing the door behind her. "... Patty. Is everything okay, my love?" Walking towards him, Ellana fixing him with a wide grin nodded as she leaned on his desk. "Never better." Nicholson laid a hand on her thigh leaning back into his chair smiling. " Don Rizzo is satisfied sweetheart. Give or take a couple of months and we will be finally retiring to that beachfront villa in Miami. It's unfortunate about what happened to that bartender but he should have known that you don't say no to Carmine Rizzo and get away with it. The only heroes in this world are dead." That's it! It's confirmed! The "Mafia" murdered Buck but why? Hold on, what's this? Ellana glanced down, noticing the folder Nicholson had in front of him. He smiled as he followed her gaze. "That's the autopsy report. I had to get it done and dusted ASAP in order to bury this fast." That's my cue! Nikki needs that folder then she will have all she needs. Well, time to thank this miserable skuthole for being a generous host. Leaning in she passionately kissed him on his lips, the captain returned it with gusto before letting out a low aroused moan slumping unconscious into his desk. Ellana quickly scooped up the folder tucking it under her arm, leaving the captain to his rest. Just like taking sweets from a baby. Now time to get back to Nikki. Ellana thought as she backtracked her way out of the precinct.
Across the road from the Precinct, 10:10am
Nikki was getting nervous bouncing in the driver's seat. I know she's only been over half an hour, but I'am starting to worry. Come on Ellie, please be safe.. She once again found her hand reaching for the crucifix around her neck, the only thing she had left of her father. No, Nikki prayer won't help anyone. Trust in Ellana, she's one of a kind and besides I love her... Nikki then looked up to see a curly haired blonde woman approach the car door, a large folder tucked under her arm, she winked once. Grinning Nikki let her in. "Ellana! There you are! You had me so worried." She said giving her friend a hug. "Who are you wearing, by the way?" She asked as she pulled out, Ellana flashing her a mischievous grin. "A Ms Patricia Kennings, secretary to crooked cop Captain Nicholson." Nikki nodded approvingly. "Well she's a looker. You really know how to pick them. What have you got there?" Ellana winked passing her the folder and as she read it, she listened to Ellana recount everything she had learned. Nikki's eyes widened as she mentioned Don Carmine Rizzo. "So I was right the shots to Buck's abdomen were post mortem. He was executed, damn it. And when you mentioned Rizzo, Ellie, that confirmed what I suspected that this was a hit. I have heard of Rizzo, he's a particularly aggressive character who's comes from a "traditional" mafia family. But all of his closest kin are either dead due to family infighting or from old age." Ellana nodded following her train of thought. "He pays off your captain to bury Bucks murder. Which means he had your friend killed, Nik. But why go to all that trouble?" Nikki shook her head. "I don't know either. But still, it's more than enough to go to Frank. Swap places Ellana, take us back to my apartment while I call Frank. After they swapped places Ellana pulled away from the precinct, as Nikki took out her smartphone dialling Frank's number.
Columbus Avenue
"Uncle Frank? Hey it's little Nik here." Nikki said as Ellana took the quickest route back to her apartment. "Nik? How are you? It's been a while since we last spoke. How are you settling into the precinct?" Uncle Frank's jovial voice filling Nikki with joy despite the sadness still in her heart. "I wish I could tell that everything's okay but it isn't, uncle." Frank's voice turned grave. "Nikki? What's the matter? You're not in any trouble are you?" Nikki shook her head. "No,no. It's nothing like that. It's..it's about Buck. They fucking killed him, uncle! Executed him in cold blood! The god damn mafia and what's worse we have a mole in our precinct who's covering it-" "I know, Nik. All about Don Carmine Rizzo. I have been trying open an investigation on him for years but he's a slippery bastard. He practically has half the country in his pocket." Nikki nodded feeling a sense of resolve in her breast. "I want to take the sonofabitch down, but I know it won't be like the movies." Frank paused for a moment. "Nikki, we can't talk about this over the phone. I think there's a mole in the FBI, in my own department feeding Rizzo information. We need to have a one to one, face to face. Meet me at my apartment, in half an hour. You still now the way." Nikki nodded. "Yeah on West 53rd Street, Midtown. See you soon uncle, love you." After saying farewell to Frank, Nikki turned to Ellana." This is way better than i hoped for. Maybe we can take Rizzo down after all. Change of plans, Ellie. We are going to Frank's. Don't worry I know the way."
Across the road from Frank's apartment West 53rd Street Midtown 25 minutes later
"Okay Ellie, I'am afraid you're going to have to wait outside." She held up her hand gently as Ellana started to protest. "We heard what Frank said, he's expecting me alone and he sounded spooked. Usually nothing fazes him but he sounded way too paranoid so it has to be something big. I don't think he could be convinced to let in a total stranger, even if I introduced you as a confidential informant." Ellana nodded in understanding as Nikki continued. "Now, Ellana. Promise me that you will stay right here, wearing that face. No replacing any more women. Be good, alright?" Ellana held up her hand. "On my honour as Crown Princess of Zenobia, I promise. See you soon Nikki." Grinning, Nikki kissed Ellana on her cheek before getting out of her car clutching the folder close to her breast.
11:10am 1 hour later
Ellana was growing bored, she had been sitting in Nikki's car for the better part of an hour and to make matters worse her stomach was beginning to rumble. Ugh! Now I know what it feels like to be Kremm every time I leave him on the Zephyr. But I made Nikki a promise, one I'am very close to breaking. Suddenly a truck pulled up on the opposite side of the street with the legend "Pizza Hut" flashed on the side. Hmm? It's close to lunchtime and I'am feeling quite hungry not to mention curious too. I really want to see how Nikki's meeting with Frank is going and those pizzas are a perfect cover, that is if they ordered them. To Ellana's surprise a pretty young woman jumped out of the truck wearing a red polo neck shirt and tight skinny blue jeans, with red laced sneakers over which was a black zipped up pizza hut hoodie. A matching baseball cap perched on her head, with her long light brown hair tied in a ponytail looped through. She was a comely girl with heart shaped features and pleasing turquoise eyes. It's a perfect match. I could just replace her but I made a promise to Nikki. So I will just use the secretaries money to buy her off and deliver them myself. Humans like cash, right? Picking up Patricia's handbag, Ellana left Nikki's car approaching the girl as she walked to the apartment door pizza's in hand.
Bethany Paulson, Pizza Hut delivery girl pressed the button to apartment 213 balancing the two warm pizza's on her right hand. "Um, hello. Frank Castle's apartment. Who's is this?" Answered a female voice with a cute Brooklyn accent. "It's your pizza hut delivery. I have a stuffed crust large pepperoni and cheese feast pizza's ready to go." Said Bethany reading from her order receipt. "Okay, let me just buzz you in. It will be a few minutes." Sighing impatiently Bethany heard the sound of a woman clearing her throat behind her. She turned to see a pretty young blonde woman not much older than herself with curly blonde hair standing behind her. "Excuse me, miss. I couldn't help but overhear your conversation. You see I'am a neighbour of Mr Castle and I could save you a bit of time. How about I pay you for the pizza's and take them up for you?" Bethany shook her head as the woman reached for her handbag. "I'am sorry lady but I could get into trouble for that, maybe even lose my job. Besides, I'am not about to lose out on a tip." The woman advanced on her, sending a trickle of fear through her spine. "Please just take the money! It's more than those pizza's are worth." Bethany tried to rear away. "And for the second time, no! Now leave me alo-ugh!!" She didn't see the neck chop coming, letting out a cute pained squeak as was she rendered unconscious in a single blow.
Catching the pizza's deftly in her right hand, Ellana let the girl crumple to the pavement. "I'am sorry but you made me break my promise. You only have yourself to blame, if you just took the money then you wouldn't be in this situation." Ellana quipped as she dragged the girl by one ankle over to the back of her truck, bundling her inside before jumping in after her slamming the doors shut.
Shedding the secretaries clothes, Ellana took the unconscious delivery girl into her arms planting a kiss on her waiting lips as she stripped off the girls hat and unzipped her hoodie slipping the garment off her shoulders. "Bethany Paulson, 20, Part time Pizza Hut Delivery Girl and Student. She's trailing behind her colleague, Casey, at work for number tips this week and only needs one to catch up. Hence why she really wanted that tip." She loosened Bethany's red scrunchie copying her ponytail before leaning the girl against her, pulling off her short sleeve polo shirt over her head then unhooking her solid red push up bra, getting a good look at Bethany's cute A-cup breasts with pink perky rose petal areolas. After letting the half naked girl flop back onto the vans floor, Ellana unlaced the girls sneakers unbuttoning her jeans, working them off her slender hips whipping them off her legs followed by Bethany's matching thong from between her thighs, exposing her small tidy womanhood crowned with a faint trimmed strip of light brown pubic hair. After getting dressed in Bethany's uniform, Ellana taped up her wrists and ankles gagging her then picking up the pizza's she jumped from the van locking it up. Hearing the front door buzz open she pulled open the door making her way to room 213.
Room 213 Frank Castle's apartment 5 minutes later
As Nikki sipped her coffee there came a knock at the door. "That must be the pizza guy. Hold up Nikki, I will pay this." Frank said as he snatched up his wallet. A handsome man of 48, Frank had a firm chisel jaw with salt and pepper hair in fact many had likened him to George Clooney. Walking over to the door, Frank opened it to reveal a pretty brunette pizza hut girl who looked in her direction and winked. Nikki went pale as she released she recognised that wink. Oh my god! Ellana! I can't leave her for five minutes and she's replaced the pizza girl. Somewhere there's a naked girl trussed up in an alley. But somehow I can't bring myself to be angry at her. She however was relieved as Ellana just took Frank's money, flashed them a smile before Frank closed the door. "Right, Nik. Let's go over the plan once more but this time with pizza." After five minutes of opening out the pizza, Nikki opting for the pepperoni while Frank the cheese feast, he sat next to her. " Don Rizzo's daughter, Sofia is getting married to the leader of the street gang The 10th Street Hoods, Ramon Gutierrez, at the Don's villa 9 miles east of Poughkeepsie upstate. Now a meeting will be going down at the reception this afternoon at around 15:00. Now doubt there will be a lot on the agenda, that FBI would love to hear including Buck's murder. But what I need is a recording..." He took a bite out of his pizza, Nikki followed suit before he swallowed it continuing. "... that the assistant director can't possibly ignore. Therefore giving me the funds and manpower to open up the investigation and take Rizzo's operation apart, piece by piece." He paused again, taking up another slice before resuming. "So far we haven't had much luck since the sly old bastard keeps on finding all my devices, hence why I think there's a mole in my department. And why we are doing this. But there is something I have to ask you; How do you plan on getting in? This is going to be dangerous, the Dons men are no pushovers. They are dangerous and very loyal." Polishing off her pizza, Nikki picked up another biting into it smiling.
"Don't worry, uncle. I have a friend who can get me in. She's an expert at infiltration." She swallowed as Frank shook his head. "Then she sounds just as crazy as you. Nik, I think you're risking your life but I'am not got to stop you. You're looking at me with the same determined eyes your father would shoot me, and I know like him once you have your heart set on something there's no stopping you. Just promise me to be careful and don't do anything stupid. I want you home safe, because I don't want to risk your mom's wrath." Nikki nodded smiling as he continued. "Remember what I told you before. If you feel you or your friend are compromised then get out of there. I have a team of agents near the villa running surveillance on the wedding. So if anything happens just push the panic button I gave you." Nikki nodded as Frank took something from his pocket, a coin. "Well then, let me give you a crash course on how to operate this listening device..."
Just Outside
Laying her ear flat against the wood of Frank's door Ellana strained to hear what was being said, so far she has only caught snippets of "Villa", a "Poughkeepsie" and something about a wedding. She then took a peak through the keyhole, seeing Nikki with a middle aged man being shown a coin. "Excuse me? What are you doing?" Said a young woman's voice. Ellana stood up and turned to see an attractive woman with gentle features, slender cheekbones and big brown eyes, standing in her apartment doorway. Her pixie cut hair dyed black. She was wearing a black leather jacket, matching pants held up by a studded leather belt and black ankle boots. Underwhich was a black tank top with the legend "Motorhead" flashed across her c-cup breasts. A black leather choker hugged her throat and her ears pierced. Ellana smiled. I was just... delivering pizza. Yes." She said innocently but the woman wasn't buying it. "Uh-huh. Well I think you were spying on him. And I'am going to call the police." Ellana shot out her hand gripping the woman's door, grinning. "I'am afraid I can't let you do that." Before the woman could say anything more, Ellana threw the door wide open swiftly neck chopping the woman on the right of her neck. She let out a pained squeak as she collapsed unconscious into Ellana's arms. "This is what happens when your nosy..." She whispered into the neighbours ear dragging her into her apartment before closing the door. I need to change anyway, after all I don't want Frank getting suspicious.
Laying the unconscious woman onto her sofa, Ellana stripped out of the Pizza hut uniform before taking the woman into her arms assuming her form with a kiss as she removed her jewellery and jacket. "Clarice Goodman, 25, Off duty Taxi Driver and Franks neighbour. She has a serious crush on Uncle Frank, despite him being twice her age. She never can pluck up the courage to ask him out. She's also a crazy fan of the band Motorhead." Ellana said as she put on Clarice's piercings and accessories before unlacing her boots pulling them loose. Unbelting Clarice's pants Ellana peeled them off her hips and down her long toned legs then whipped off her solid navy g-string thong revealing a full clean shaven clitoris. Pulling up the underwear she slid the Motorhead tank top up over Clarice's head, Ellana admired her full c-cup breasts with dark pink puffy areolas. After quickly getting dressed in the neighbours clothes, Ellana left her naked body unbound. Just as she was locking up the apartment, the door to Frank's apartment opened revealing Nikki who was bading him farewell. As soon as the door closed, Ellana approached her. "Hey Nikki."
Nikki shook her head. "So replacing the cute pizza girl wasn't enough for you? You just had to replace the neighbour as well. Damn it, Ellie you made me a promise. What do you have to say for yourself, mhm?" Nikki said jokingly pinching her nose as they walked down the corridor away from Frank's apartment. Ellana smiled apologetically. "Well with the pizza girl I tried to keep a part of my promise by offering her money for the pizzas. But the damn foolish stubborn girl wouldn't see reason. It's not my fault that she was being unreasonable." Nikki nodded as they ascended the stairwell. "Okay, fair enough. But what about the neighbour?" Ellana shrugged. "Well she found me peeking through Frank's keyhole and was going to call the police. I couldn't let her spoil your meeting." Nikki chuckled. "You really are incorrigible but that's why I love you." As they left the apartment building Ellana turned to her. "So where to next, Nik?" Nikki grinned as they walked towards her car. "You and I are going to infiltrate a mafia wedding and bring these bastards down. Get in I will fill you in on the way...."
Dr Ellana Xenoanthropological Society
Unit 47, NYPD Patrol Car W 73rd Street Monday 15th September 2024 10:00am
"New York. The concrete jungle where dreams are made..." Nikki sung along to the radio has her new partner Sgt Nicholas McKnight looked on. "Someone seems chipper today. You wake up on the right side of the bed today, kid?" He was a genial man of 40 years, a twenty year veteran on the force. He had the look of a once fit man going to seed, with a thatch of brown hair under his hat. Nikki turned smiling. "I'am just glad that my transfer to you was approved sarge. I didn't feel right with Rabinowitz." Keeping his eyes on the road, McKnight nodded. "I know Rabinowitz. She's a good enough cop but she's how should I put it an acquired taste. I read your report on that liquor store hold up last week. I had thought you and she had finally clicked?" Nikki smiled slightly recounting the memory of Ellana taking the perp down. I wonder what she's up to? I hope that she hasn't gotten herself into too much trouble or caught by those suited assholes. I really wish she were here. "No, it's just that I didn't like her whole attitude sarge. She was all about climbing the ladder rather than making a difference." McKnight smiled. "You remind a little bit of your dad, Sanderson." Nikki's eyes widened in surprise. "You knew my father!?" The sergeant shook his head. "I wouldn't say I knew him. I was only a rookie cop when he walked his beat. But he gave me a bit of advice in passing." Nikki subconsciously reached for the cross under her uniform. "What did he say to you?" Before McKnight could answer the radio came to life. "Unit 47, this is dispatch. How copy over?" Came the dulcet tones of the female dispatcher. Picking up the receiver Nikki took a deep breath. "Unit 47 here, 4116 Officer Sanderson receiving. Go ahead, dispatch." There was a slight pause. "We've had a shooting in an alley on West 78th street off West End Avenue. Homicide are already on site but they need some uniforms for crowd control. You happen to be the closest. How copy over?" Nikki shared a glance with McKnight who nodded. "Roger dispatch, Unit 47 enroute. Out." The sergeant sighed. "Just another morning in the concrete jungle." He said switching on the lights and siren.
The Alley off West 78th Street 10 minutes later
As Nikki and McKnight left their patrol car walking towards the police line, which was manned by the pretty blonde Officer Clarke who flashed them a look of sadness, they glanced down the alley. What they saw caused Nikki to throw up her morning coffee. "Oh my god! It's Buck!" Laying on the pavement with two shots each to his head and abdomen, his once warm blue eyes now staring coldly at Nikki was the heavyset bald body of Richard Buchanan or Buck to the officers of the 15th Precinct. His wallet lay empty beside his body. She began to hyperventilate as McKnight gently took her by the shoulders. "Damn it, Buck?! He pulled me a pint just yesterday! Fucking hell!" Tears welled up in Nikki's eyes, as she regarded the man who was once her father's partner and had looked out for Nikki ever since she started. The man who was the proprieter of The Protect and Serve, the watering hole of the 15th Precinct. "Y-yeah, he was giving me some boxing tips. Told me my double jab needed work..." Her voice trailing away choked with tears. McKnight nodded tilting Nikki's head up. "This is your first body isn't it?" Nikki nodded unable to tear her eyes away from Buck's body. The sergeant sighed. "Look at me, rookie. Don't look at him but focus on me. I remember my first homicide, it never leaves you particularly the ones who look at you. I feel bad for Buck, he was a damn fine badge and a better friend. Everyone in the 15th will grieve for him. Rest assured, Sanderson we will find the bastard who murdered him and put them away for good, okay?" Nikki nodded gripping her fists as a suited blonde man walked up behind them. "And here comes the suit." McKnight said patting Nikki on the shoulder.
Nikki only knew the man by reputation. Detective Vince Mason was the rising golden boy of Robbery-Homicide, where he had an impressive clearance rate. He had only a few years in uniform before getting on the fastrack to plain clothes. But there was something that rubbed her the wrong way about him, she couldn't put her finger on it. " You know officers, while in my line of work you eventually get used to the corpses it's always a 1000 times worse when it's someone you knew." Mason said shaking his head as he approached them. "It looks like he was killed for what? The 100 or 200 bucks in his wallet and his watch? That was the sum value of his life." Still shaking her head her eyes welling up with tears, Nikki fixed him with a stare. "So what are you saying Detective? Some kid short on cash killed him? No, Buck was an experienced cop he wouldn't let himself get in that position." Mason shrugged. "That's what I'm saying, rookie. Some kid hard up for cash with easy access to a gun. You know as well as I do, Sanderson that this neighborhood is rife with gangers looking to make an easy score. And I'am sorry to say this but don't get your hopes up, we have no CCTV, no witnesses not even a phone." The detective sighed snapping off his gloves. "It's a fucking pity. Mind the crowd, guys. I have to return to the precinct and file my report." With that he ducked under the police tape heading for his sedan, his every move followed by McKnight. Nikki turned away in disgust glancing at Buck's pitiful remains, noticing something on his body. Are those bruises on his face and his wrists? My god! Someone tied him up and executed him! Wait, I have seen this before. From case studies at the academy from the mafia case files, this as all their hallmarks! Fucking mugging gone wrong my ass! This was murder! McKnight turned back to her as the CSIs covered Buck up with a white sheet. "Something on your mind, Sanderson? Well I need your head in the game. I know that you're disappointed but we can't solve them all. We have a duty to the rest of the city. Buck wouldn't want this to eat away at you." Nikki didn't say anything but just grinded her teeth. McKnight patted her shoulder. "Look, Sanderson. I know this is your first homicide, and like I said the next ones get no easier. If you like I can offer you a few days compassionate leave? So you can process this. He was your father's old partner after all." Nikki wiped the tears from her eyes, taking a deep breath. "...Yeah, thank you sarge." McKnight flashed a sympathetic smile. "Come on rookie. I...I could use a coffee right about now. As the two officers walked out the alley back towards their waiting car, Nikki turned back. I will bring your killers to justice, Buck. I promise.
15th Precinct Womens Shower Room 18:00pm
As the water trickled down her naked body, Nikki still couldn't get the images of Buck out of her mind thoughts running like the water down her body What was Buck doing in that alley? Who had wanted to kill him? And why did Golden Boy Mason try so hard to cover it all up? Buck was loved by both the precinct and by the community he served. Damn it! I need to do something but what?! Exiting the shower Nikki tied on a towel, catching a glance of the tight dripping naked body of Officer Clarke, with her plum shape ass and perfect breasts but even this wasn't enough to distract her. Flashing a smile at the blonde officer, Nikki found her locker opening it to find her smartphone. Well at least there isn't shit in my locker from Rabinowitz and Berkeley this time. Now who do I call? Nikki scrolled through her phone. Mom? No she might even be on a case. Or perhaps "uncle" Frank? He's FBI and head of the Organised Crime Task Force. Oh what good will that do, Nikki? You gonna call them and bother them with wild conspiracy theories? Sure they both liked Buck, hell they all served together but they would just tell me that it's a robbery gone wrong. Fuck... Sighing she replaced her phone before getting dressed in her leather jacket, tank top and jeans. After bading everyone on the watch a goodnight, Nikki found her car waiting for her in the police parking lot. Starting the engine, Nikki's mind still raced with questions. Damn it I wish Ellana were here? What would she do? Shaking her head, Nikki pulled out following the familiar streets home.
Nikki's Apartment Tuesday 16th September 09:00am
Sleep didn't come easy for Nikki, that night she had a vivid nightmare where Buck was getting shot repeatedly in that dingy alley. She was running calling his name but he and shadowy killers just got further and further away. She had awoken screaming dressed in her camisole and panties, cold beads of sweat on her brow. Turning she saw the read digits on her bedside clock read "09:00am" groaning she threw back her sheets, trudging to the kitchen to get something to eat. In an effort to distract herself she switched on the TV, where a pretty brunette read the latest news beaming "Good morning, I'am Libby Byers with your Good Morning America news briefing! In his tour of East Asia, President Biden is due to touch down in Japan later this afternoon. After making visits to the Philippines and South Korea." Once she had rattled off the international news, Libby continued with local. "In local news a 50 year old man was killed during what the police are calling a "robbery gone wrong." Are our streets really unsafe? In other news..." Nikki stanched up the remote gripping it tight. "What?! That's all you have to say?! Fuck you!" She jabbed the off button before slamming the remote back onto the counter. "Are you okay, Nikki?"
Nikki jumped at the sound of her roommate Alison Freeman's voice. "Damn it, Alison! Don't do that you startled me." She whipped round to see the smiling square featured ebony skinned face of her roommate, who was strangely all ready dressed in a stonewashed denim jacket, matching shorts and dark blue sneakers. Underneath which was a blue tank top, that emphasised her C-cup breasts. That's really weird. She never smiled around me before. I mean we didn't hate one another but we aren't really close. It's almost as if... Nikki sighed pinching her nose. "No, Alison. I'am not okay. A very dear friend of mine was just gunned down and nothings happening. His killers are still scott free and there's nothing I can do." Alison sat down next to her, taking Nikki's hands in hers. "Oh by the goddess, Nikki! I'am so sorry. Tell me about him." Nikki's eyes widened. Alright, nobody on earth says "by the goddess". Wait, no one on earth... " No, Ellana is that you?" Ellana burst out laughing. "It took you long enough, dear friend!" Despite herself, Nikki threw her arms around her best friend, laughing.
"Ellie! When did you get here?" Ellana smiled as she returned the hug. "I arrived last night straight from Seoul. I came in through the fire escape into your roommates room, you should have seen her face before I put her to bed with a neck chop." She said pulling out of the hug before helping herself to some orange juice. Nikki poured her herself some, her brow furrowing. "Wait you were here last night? Why didn't you say anything, babe?" Ellana took a sip of her orange juice, flashing a look of concern over the rim. "You were restless and thrashing in your sleep. I didn't want to disturb you." Nikki took a glup of her juice, wiping her mouth with her forearm. "Yeah, it's not a good time. That homicide on the TV? I was there at the scene yesterday. Buck was my friend, my father's ex partner! Gunned down by cowardly bastards and the investigation as hit a brick wall. I don't know what to do?" Seeing Nikki in distress broke Ellana's heart, setting down her juice she rushed back to her side. "Is there anything I can do to help? I hate seeing you like this and it makes my Zenobian blood boil that there's injustice even on earth." Nikki smiled gently caressing Ellana's cheek. "I was just going to ask you that, babe. Did you read my mind?" Ellana giggled mischievously as Nikki pecked her on the cheek. "I'am glad you're here with me." Ellana smiled as Nikki rose from her chair. "Right, first things first. I know the mafia's behind all this, so we, or should I say, you need to infiltrate the precinct. If you can find evidence there on Buck's case, we can take it to my uncle Frank. He's FBI and is part of the Organised Crime Task Force. He will know what to do. We can discuss the details on the case on the way. I just need to get dressed and find my roommate. Wait a minute..."
As Ellana stood up, Nikki caressed her jacket. "What is it Nikki? Something wrong?" Nikki shook her head. "This is my jacket. What the hell was Alison doing wearing it?" Ellana rubbed the back of her head. "Well about that. She was wearing this when I stripped her, along with her white bra and thong. And when I kissed her, I learned that she was stealing your clothes. Because you are her size and she's envious of your style. Apparently she's what you humans call a kleptomaniac." Nikki didn't look surprised. "Well this actually explains a lot. It solves that little mystery of where my tops have been going. Well, I'am going to her room right now and taking back what's mine. And when she wakes up we are going to have a little chat about personal space. Make yourself at home Ellie, grab some breakfast. I will just be a minute." Leaving Ellana in the kitchen, Nikki went into Alison's room.
"Oh shit!" Nikki cried as the naked bound and gagged body of her roommate tumbled out of the closet after she had pulled it open. She couldn't help but admire Alison's well formed buoyant breasts with full puffy black areolas, full clitoris topped with a trimmed strip of black pubic hair and pert bubble butt. At Nikki's cry, Ellana came running in laughing. "Not funny, Ellie! Next time shove her under the bed or something! I'am having a serious case of déjà vû right now." She said extricating herself from Alison's naked body.
Task Force Ellana Tech Van Across the Road The Same Moment
"Holy hell, boss. You were right on the money." M said as the team gathered around the table listening in on the bug they had placed in Nikki's apartment. L smiled, the headphones still held to her ears. "Well that's interesting. Ellana actually wants to help Nikki do something useful for a change. What's your read on this P?" The ginger haired agent nodded his head holding his chin. "Well the cop in me says we give them space. It's a worthy cause, taking on the mob. But this doesn't mean we should stop doing our jobs. I would advise caution, Linda. We are heading into uncharted waters here and we need to know what we are letting ourselves in for." L and the rest of the team nodded. "Forever the voice of reason, Paddy. We will wait them out and hang back from a distance. After all, Nikki is with her and she has agreed to look after Ellana. So we should afford her a little bit of room." M flashed her a smile. "I will say this, boss. If they going after the Mafia, they won't know what hit them."
Across the road from the 15th Precinct. On the corner of Columbus Avenue and West 90th Street, 09:30am
"Here we are, Ellie. 15th Precinct. So are we clear on the case? Is there anything you would like to ask me before you go? " Nikki said as she switched off her car's engine, gesturing to the station across the street. Ellana turned to her. "We need to establish why your detective dropped the case so suddenly. It's classic crime simulation, you go after the ones trying to bury the truth." Nikki lent forward shaking her head. "Ellana this isn't a movie it's real life and you could get hurt going in there or worse. And that would be on me. Just take care of yourself okay. I can't lose another friend." Ellana smiled laying her hand on her shoulder. "I'll be fine, trust me." Nikki breathed a sigh of relief, squeezing the Zenobians hand. "Nikki, is there anyone the detective is friends with in the department. Particularly a female friend?" Nikki shrugged. "I don't really know, the detectives tend to keep to their own company and ignore us uniforms. So I would say find a female detective and replace her, a pretty one mind you. Christ, I can't believe I just told you that. Good luck babe." She kissed Ellana on the cheek. "I'll be right back, Nik. And I will have that information I swear it." Ellana beamed returning the gesture before jumping out of the car.
NYPD 15th Precinct Waiting Room 09:35am
Ellana walked into the large waiting room, sharing a smile with the officer behind the desk who returned to his smartphone laughing. Hmm? It's fairly deserted and not many females around. Where is a detective when you need one? Suddenly the glass doors behind her opened, she turned to she a pretty plain clothes detective sweep into the waiting room. She was an attractive woman with heart shaped features, slender cheekbones and piercing green eyes framed by a long curtain of dark brown hair. The detective was wearing a dark blue suit jacket, a grey loose top underneath, tight dark blue belted skinny blue jeans, with her NYPD badge clipped on her left hip, firearm clipped on the right and black zipped booties that hugged a trim athletic figure. Thanks for the tip, Nikki. She's perfect and she looks a little stressed. Time for a little break, I think. Ellana watched the harried looking woman storm past her towards the large double doors leading into the station, inputting a four digit code. Sneaking past the desk sergeant who was too busy on his phone, Ellana followed the woman into the station. Quickly catching up to her near a broom cupboard, Ellana shouted. "Wait Detective!" The woman turned around eyes wide. "Hey! Your not allow-ugh!!" "You look like you could use a break, dear." Ellana said swiftly neck chopping the woman. The pretty detective letting out a cute pained squeak as she collapsed unconscious in Ellana's waiting arms. "Nighty night, dear." Ellana whispered into the woman's ear dragging her into the broom cupboard.
Setting down the sleeping detective, Ellana stripped out of the clothing she had taken from Nikki's roommate before kneeling beside the stricken detective taking her into her arms. Stripping off the woman's badge, gun, shoes and her jacket Ellana assumed her form with a passionate embrace. "Kaitlyn Roscoe, 26, Detective NYPD Robbery-Homicide. She's another rising star in the department with the highest clearance rate of anyone in the department. Only three years ago she was in uniform but showed a natural aptitude for detection. She is currently dating a female officer in the same precinct, who came up with her through the academy." Ellana said unbelting Kaitlyn's jeans working them off her slender hips, peeling them down her long toned legs before whipping off the blue pastel g-string thong from between the detectives thighs, exposing a small trimmed womanhood topped with a thin strip of dark brown hair. Pulling up the stolen thong, Ellana leaned the half naked detective against her pulling up her top up over her head along with her matching cropped camisole. Letting the now naked detective flop back onto the floor, Ellana admired the small but firm breasts of detective Roscoe with perky pink circular areolas as she dressed in the woman's clothes. When she was finished she bound up Kaitlyn's tight athletic naked form with duct tape, gagging her with a strip. Getting a good glimpse of the detectives pert peach shaped buttocks, Ellana dragged her deeper into the cupboard. Holstering the woman's firearm, Ellana grinned exiting the room using the detectives memories to show her the way.
15th Precinct 2nd floor Robbery-Homicide Bullpen 9:42am
As she walked into the Robbery-Homicide division, Ellana scanned the bustling bullpen her eyes eventually finding a man that fit the description of Detective Vince Mason, sitting at his desk in the centre of the room. That's the guy, exactly as Nikki described; blonde, blue eyed and wearing a suit. Alright, Ellana. Time to get to the truth. Taking a deep breath, she sauntered up to him. When he saw her he leaned back in his chair sighing. "Detective Roscoe? Have you come to gloat? Wave your higher clearance rate in my face?" Smiling Ellana leant against his task. "Not at all, detective Mason. I just came to make your life miserable." She held up her arms as she saw him start to rise from his chair. "Just kidding. I want to ask about the Buchanan case? I mean a great detective like yourself didn't go after the small time criminals who killed him. Buck was a popular guy." The detective sat back down, shaking his head. "Thanks for that but there isn't any Buchanan case. I know, I know, it's a pity, I liked him too but when the higher ups tell you to drop the investigation. You know how it is." Ellana nodded gesturing for Mason to continues." It was Captain Nicholson himself who ordered It. And you know, it's better not to risk your career than argue with the captain." Ellana flashed him a false sympathetic smile. "Sounds lIke an impossible position. Well I have to go to the bathroom. See you around, Mason." Sharing a nod with the detective, Ellana parted ways with the main, beginning the search for the Captain. This gets more and more intriguing by the second. I wonder how Nikki is going to take this.
The captain's office was just a little further behind the bullpen, a frosted glass door with "Captain Xander Nicholson" stenciled in gold. And to Ellana's relief there sat a startlingly attractive woman, with long curly strawberry blonde hair, rounded features and bright hazel eyes who Ellana took for the captain's secretary sat at a desk to the right of the door. I would bet the Zephyr that's she's sleeping with the man. Who better a person to divulge your darkest secrets to. After all I can't barge in wearing the face of a lowly detective. The secretary was wearing a black cardigan and matching pencil skirt, with a tight light blue top underneath and high heels. She was adorned with pearl jewellery; a choker, dangling earrings and a bracelet. No doubt gifts from her suitor, the good captain but where is he getting his money from? After waiting for five minutes, Ellana noticed the woman get up from her chair. Walking past her, the secretary disappeared down a deserted corridor off the bullpen. Ellana quickly followed her down the corridor, until she disappeared into a women's toilet. Ellana grinned widely. Well, well how fortuitous. Thank the goddess for humans and their weak constitutions.
Women's Bathroom 09:55am
Secretary Patricia Kennings let out a sigh of relief as she emptied her full bladder into the toilet bowl, her skirt and black lace g-string thong down around her ankles exposing her full vagina topped with a trimmed fan of strawberry blonde fuzz. Not long now! We will soon be free of this rat trap, living the high life in Miami! And it's all down to the generosity of Don Rizzo, all we had to do was turn the other cheek and do whatever he wanted. The sound of the bathroom door opening chased away her thoughts. Feeling the last of her urine trickle into the bowl, Patricia reached for a strip of paper wiping herself clean. After making herself decent, Patricia opened the cubicle only to be forced back onto the toilet bowl by the soft lips of a woman, straddling her. Passionately kissing the young secretary as she stripped off her cardigan. To her surprise she returned the kiss angrily, letting out a low muffled moan as the mysterious woman caressed her cheek. What?! I have never even looked at another woman like...oh? Patricia let out a low moan, as she slumped unconscious legs spread wide. Wiping her mouth with her cuff, Ellana grinned with her new face stripping off Kaitlyn's clothes.
"Patricia Kennings, 23, Secretary to Captain Xander Nicholson. Well no suprise there, you are sleeping with the "good" captain, despite him being half your age and married too. You are fully aware of Carmine Rizzo paying him off , but you don't care you just want to be with your man. Foolish, naive girl. But Nikki was right about these "Mafia" being behind the murder. But she needs more to go on than this." Ellana said as she removed Patricia's jewellery putting it on herself before slipping off her high heels. Holding up the secretaries arms, Ellana pulled off her tank top up over her head then unhooked her bra admiring her perfectly formed C-cup breasts with puffy full dark pink areolas. Unzipping Patricia's skirt from the rear Ellana whipped it from around her hips down her long legs, along with her matching g-string thong exposing a full trimmed vagina. After she had gotten dressed in the secretaries clothes, Ellana tore up Kaitlyn's grey top binding the naked Patricia's limbs gagging her with a strip. With the secretary secured, Ellana locked up the cubicle climbing up over the slide retrieving an out of order sign from the cupboard sticking it on the cubicle. Straightening up her new skirt, Ellana left the bathroom. Right, it looks like I have a date with the captain. Let's not keep him waiting.
The Office of Captain Xander Nicholson 10:01am
Ellana knocked once on Nicholson's door, after hearing a curt "Come in." Ellana opened the door to see the mustachioed Nicholson, flecks of grey in his jet black moustache and short hair seated behind his desk. "Well this is a pleasant surprise. Miss..." Ellana flashed him a suggestive smile closing the door behind her. "... Patty. Is everything okay, my love?" Walking towards him, Ellana fixing him with a wide grin nodded as she leaned on his desk. "Never better." Nicholson laid a hand on her thigh leaning back into his chair smiling. " Don Rizzo is satisfied sweetheart. Give or take a couple of months and we will be finally retiring to that beachfront villa in Miami. It's unfortunate about what happened to that bartender but he should have known that you don't say no to Carmine Rizzo and get away with it. The only heroes in this world are dead." That's it! It's confirmed! The "Mafia" murdered Buck but why? Hold on, what's this? Ellana glanced down, noticing the folder Nicholson had in front of him. He smiled as he followed her gaze. "That's the autopsy report. I had to get it done and dusted ASAP in order to bury this fast." That's my cue! Nikki needs that folder then she will have all she needs. Well, time to thank this miserable skuthole for being a generous host. Leaning in she passionately kissed him on his lips, the captain returned it with gusto before letting out a low aroused moan slumping unconscious into his desk. Ellana quickly scooped up the folder tucking it under her arm, leaving the captain to his rest. Just like taking sweets from a baby. Now time to get back to Nikki. Ellana thought as she backtracked her way out of the precinct.
Across the road from the Precinct, 10:10am
Nikki was getting nervous bouncing in the driver's seat. I know she's only been over half an hour, but I'am starting to worry. Come on Ellie, please be safe.. She once again found her hand reaching for the crucifix around her neck, the only thing she had left of her father. No, Nikki prayer won't help anyone. Trust in Ellana, she's one of a kind and besides I love her... Nikki then looked up to see a curly haired blonde woman approach the car door, a large folder tucked under her arm, she winked once. Grinning Nikki let her in. "Ellana! There you are! You had me so worried." She said giving her friend a hug. "Who are you wearing, by the way?" She asked as she pulled out, Ellana flashing her a mischievous grin. "A Ms Patricia Kennings, secretary to crooked cop Captain Nicholson." Nikki nodded approvingly. "Well she's a looker. You really know how to pick them. What have you got there?" Ellana winked passing her the folder and as she read it, she listened to Ellana recount everything she had learned. Nikki's eyes widened as she mentioned Don Carmine Rizzo. "So I was right the shots to Buck's abdomen were post mortem. He was executed, damn it. And when you mentioned Rizzo, Ellie, that confirmed what I suspected that this was a hit. I have heard of Rizzo, he's a particularly aggressive character who's comes from a "traditional" mafia family. But all of his closest kin are either dead due to family infighting or from old age." Ellana nodded following her train of thought. "He pays off your captain to bury Bucks murder. Which means he had your friend killed, Nik. But why go to all that trouble?" Nikki shook her head. "I don't know either. But still, it's more than enough to go to Frank. Swap places Ellana, take us back to my apartment while I call Frank. After they swapped places Ellana pulled away from the precinct, as Nikki took out her smartphone dialling Frank's number.
Columbus Avenue
"Uncle Frank? Hey it's little Nik here." Nikki said as Ellana took the quickest route back to her apartment. "Nik? How are you? It's been a while since we last spoke. How are you settling into the precinct?" Uncle Frank's jovial voice filling Nikki with joy despite the sadness still in her heart. "I wish I could tell that everything's okay but it isn't, uncle." Frank's voice turned grave. "Nikki? What's the matter? You're not in any trouble are you?" Nikki shook her head. "No,no. It's nothing like that. It's..it's about Buck. They fucking killed him, uncle! Executed him in cold blood! The god damn mafia and what's worse we have a mole in our precinct who's covering it-" "I know, Nik. All about Don Carmine Rizzo. I have been trying open an investigation on him for years but he's a slippery bastard. He practically has half the country in his pocket." Nikki nodded feeling a sense of resolve in her breast. "I want to take the sonofabitch down, but I know it won't be like the movies." Frank paused for a moment. "Nikki, we can't talk about this over the phone. I think there's a mole in the FBI, in my own department feeding Rizzo information. We need to have a one to one, face to face. Meet me at my apartment, in half an hour. You still now the way." Nikki nodded. "Yeah on West 53rd Street, Midtown. See you soon uncle, love you." After saying farewell to Frank, Nikki turned to Ellana." This is way better than i hoped for. Maybe we can take Rizzo down after all. Change of plans, Ellie. We are going to Frank's. Don't worry I know the way."
Across the road from Frank's apartment West 53rd Street Midtown 25 minutes later
"Okay Ellie, I'am afraid you're going to have to wait outside." She held up her hand gently as Ellana started to protest. "We heard what Frank said, he's expecting me alone and he sounded spooked. Usually nothing fazes him but he sounded way too paranoid so it has to be something big. I don't think he could be convinced to let in a total stranger, even if I introduced you as a confidential informant." Ellana nodded in understanding as Nikki continued. "Now, Ellana. Promise me that you will stay right here, wearing that face. No replacing any more women. Be good, alright?" Ellana held up her hand. "On my honour as Crown Princess of Zenobia, I promise. See you soon Nikki." Grinning, Nikki kissed Ellana on her cheek before getting out of her car clutching the folder close to her breast.
11:10am 1 hour later
Ellana was growing bored, she had been sitting in Nikki's car for the better part of an hour and to make matters worse her stomach was beginning to rumble. Ugh! Now I know what it feels like to be Kremm every time I leave him on the Zephyr. But I made Nikki a promise, one I'am very close to breaking. Suddenly a truck pulled up on the opposite side of the street with the legend "Pizza Hut" flashed on the side. Hmm? It's close to lunchtime and I'am feeling quite hungry not to mention curious too. I really want to see how Nikki's meeting with Frank is going and those pizzas are a perfect cover, that is if they ordered them. To Ellana's surprise a pretty young woman jumped out of the truck wearing a red polo neck shirt and tight skinny blue jeans, with red laced sneakers over which was a black zipped up pizza hut hoodie. A matching baseball cap perched on her head, with her long light brown hair tied in a ponytail looped through. She was a comely girl with heart shaped features and pleasing turquoise eyes. It's a perfect match. I could just replace her but I made a promise to Nikki. So I will just use the secretaries money to buy her off and deliver them myself. Humans like cash, right? Picking up Patricia's handbag, Ellana left Nikki's car approaching the girl as she walked to the apartment door pizza's in hand.
Bethany Paulson, Pizza Hut delivery girl pressed the button to apartment 213 balancing the two warm pizza's on her right hand. "Um, hello. Frank Castle's apartment. Who's is this?" Answered a female voice with a cute Brooklyn accent. "It's your pizza hut delivery. I have a stuffed crust large pepperoni and cheese feast pizza's ready to go." Said Bethany reading from her order receipt. "Okay, let me just buzz you in. It will be a few minutes." Sighing impatiently Bethany heard the sound of a woman clearing her throat behind her. She turned to see a pretty young blonde woman not much older than herself with curly blonde hair standing behind her. "Excuse me, miss. I couldn't help but overhear your conversation. You see I'am a neighbour of Mr Castle and I could save you a bit of time. How about I pay you for the pizza's and take them up for you?" Bethany shook her head as the woman reached for her handbag. "I'am sorry lady but I could get into trouble for that, maybe even lose my job. Besides, I'am not about to lose out on a tip." The woman advanced on her, sending a trickle of fear through her spine. "Please just take the money! It's more than those pizza's are worth." Bethany tried to rear away. "And for the second time, no! Now leave me alo-ugh!!" She didn't see the neck chop coming, letting out a cute pained squeak as was she rendered unconscious in a single blow.
Catching the pizza's deftly in her right hand, Ellana let the girl crumple to the pavement. "I'am sorry but you made me break my promise. You only have yourself to blame, if you just took the money then you wouldn't be in this situation." Ellana quipped as she dragged the girl by one ankle over to the back of her truck, bundling her inside before jumping in after her slamming the doors shut.
Shedding the secretaries clothes, Ellana took the unconscious delivery girl into her arms planting a kiss on her waiting lips as she stripped off the girls hat and unzipped her hoodie slipping the garment off her shoulders. "Bethany Paulson, 20, Part time Pizza Hut Delivery Girl and Student. She's trailing behind her colleague, Casey, at work for number tips this week and only needs one to catch up. Hence why she really wanted that tip." She loosened Bethany's red scrunchie copying her ponytail before leaning the girl against her, pulling off her short sleeve polo shirt over her head then unhooking her solid red push up bra, getting a good look at Bethany's cute A-cup breasts with pink perky rose petal areolas. After letting the half naked girl flop back onto the vans floor, Ellana unlaced the girls sneakers unbuttoning her jeans, working them off her slender hips whipping them off her legs followed by Bethany's matching thong from between her thighs, exposing her small tidy womanhood crowned with a faint trimmed strip of light brown pubic hair. After getting dressed in Bethany's uniform, Ellana taped up her wrists and ankles gagging her then picking up the pizza's she jumped from the van locking it up. Hearing the front door buzz open she pulled open the door making her way to room 213.
Room 213 Frank Castle's apartment 5 minutes later
As Nikki sipped her coffee there came a knock at the door. "That must be the pizza guy. Hold up Nikki, I will pay this." Frank said as he snatched up his wallet. A handsome man of 48, Frank had a firm chisel jaw with salt and pepper hair in fact many had likened him to George Clooney. Walking over to the door, Frank opened it to reveal a pretty brunette pizza hut girl who looked in her direction and winked. Nikki went pale as she released she recognised that wink. Oh my god! Ellana! I can't leave her for five minutes and she's replaced the pizza girl. Somewhere there's a naked girl trussed up in an alley. But somehow I can't bring myself to be angry at her. She however was relieved as Ellana just took Frank's money, flashed them a smile before Frank closed the door. "Right, Nik. Let's go over the plan once more but this time with pizza." After five minutes of opening out the pizza, Nikki opting for the pepperoni while Frank the cheese feast, he sat next to her. " Don Rizzo's daughter, Sofia is getting married to the leader of the street gang The 10th Street Hoods, Ramon Gutierrez, at the Don's villa 9 miles east of Poughkeepsie upstate. Now a meeting will be going down at the reception this afternoon at around 15:00. Now doubt there will be a lot on the agenda, that FBI would love to hear including Buck's murder. But what I need is a recording..." He took a bite out of his pizza, Nikki followed suit before he swallowed it continuing. "... that the assistant director can't possibly ignore. Therefore giving me the funds and manpower to open up the investigation and take Rizzo's operation apart, piece by piece." He paused again, taking up another slice before resuming. "So far we haven't had much luck since the sly old bastard keeps on finding all my devices, hence why I think there's a mole in my department. And why we are doing this. But there is something I have to ask you; How do you plan on getting in? This is going to be dangerous, the Dons men are no pushovers. They are dangerous and very loyal." Polishing off her pizza, Nikki picked up another biting into it smiling.
"Don't worry, uncle. I have a friend who can get me in. She's an expert at infiltration." She swallowed as Frank shook his head. "Then she sounds just as crazy as you. Nik, I think you're risking your life but I'am not got to stop you. You're looking at me with the same determined eyes your father would shoot me, and I know like him once you have your heart set on something there's no stopping you. Just promise me to be careful and don't do anything stupid. I want you home safe, because I don't want to risk your mom's wrath." Nikki nodded smiling as he continued. "Remember what I told you before. If you feel you or your friend are compromised then get out of there. I have a team of agents near the villa running surveillance on the wedding. So if anything happens just push the panic button I gave you." Nikki nodded as Frank took something from his pocket, a coin. "Well then, let me give you a crash course on how to operate this listening device..."
Just Outside
Laying her ear flat against the wood of Frank's door Ellana strained to hear what was being said, so far she has only caught snippets of "Villa", a "Poughkeepsie" and something about a wedding. She then took a peak through the keyhole, seeing Nikki with a middle aged man being shown a coin. "Excuse me? What are you doing?" Said a young woman's voice. Ellana stood up and turned to see an attractive woman with gentle features, slender cheekbones and big brown eyes, standing in her apartment doorway. Her pixie cut hair dyed black. She was wearing a black leather jacket, matching pants held up by a studded leather belt and black ankle boots. Underwhich was a black tank top with the legend "Motorhead" flashed across her c-cup breasts. A black leather choker hugged her throat and her ears pierced. Ellana smiled. I was just... delivering pizza. Yes." She said innocently but the woman wasn't buying it. "Uh-huh. Well I think you were spying on him. And I'am going to call the police." Ellana shot out her hand gripping the woman's door, grinning. "I'am afraid I can't let you do that." Before the woman could say anything more, Ellana threw the door wide open swiftly neck chopping the woman on the right of her neck. She let out a pained squeak as she collapsed unconscious into Ellana's arms. "This is what happens when your nosy..." She whispered into the neighbours ear dragging her into her apartment before closing the door. I need to change anyway, after all I don't want Frank getting suspicious.
Laying the unconscious woman onto her sofa, Ellana stripped out of the Pizza hut uniform before taking the woman into her arms assuming her form with a kiss as she removed her jewellery and jacket. "Clarice Goodman, 25, Off duty Taxi Driver and Franks neighbour. She has a serious crush on Uncle Frank, despite him being twice her age. She never can pluck up the courage to ask him out. She's also a crazy fan of the band Motorhead." Ellana said as she put on Clarice's piercings and accessories before unlacing her boots pulling them loose. Unbelting Clarice's pants Ellana peeled them off her hips and down her long toned legs then whipped off her solid navy g-string thong revealing a full clean shaven clitoris. Pulling up the underwear she slid the Motorhead tank top up over Clarice's head, Ellana admired her full c-cup breasts with dark pink puffy areolas. After quickly getting dressed in the neighbours clothes, Ellana left her naked body unbound. Just as she was locking up the apartment, the door to Frank's apartment opened revealing Nikki who was bading him farewell. As soon as the door closed, Ellana approached her. "Hey Nikki."
Nikki shook her head. "So replacing the cute pizza girl wasn't enough for you? You just had to replace the neighbour as well. Damn it, Ellie you made me a promise. What do you have to say for yourself, mhm?" Nikki said jokingly pinching her nose as they walked down the corridor away from Frank's apartment. Ellana smiled apologetically. "Well with the pizza girl I tried to keep a part of my promise by offering her money for the pizzas. But the damn foolish stubborn girl wouldn't see reason. It's not my fault that she was being unreasonable." Nikki nodded as they ascended the stairwell. "Okay, fair enough. But what about the neighbour?" Ellana shrugged. "Well she found me peeking through Frank's keyhole and was going to call the police. I couldn't let her spoil your meeting." Nikki chuckled. "You really are incorrigible but that's why I love you." As they left the apartment building Ellana turned to her. "So where to next, Nik?" Nikki grinned as they walked towards her car. "You and I are going to infiltrate a mafia wedding and bring these bastards down. Get in I will fill you in on the way...."