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Street Cop

Date: 9/8/2015, Categories: Fiction, Death, Drug, Male/Female, Murder, Necrophilia, Snuff, Violence, Author: Vile Kyle, Rating: 52.9, Source: sexstories.com

hand around the room at bodies on open trays and gurneys. In South Central they didn't waste money on sheets to cover the dead. Dave Fox shivered in his expensive Italian suit from the chill of the morgue. A rising star on the force he was the youngest Police Captain in LAPD history. Head of the Southwest Precinct he had a reputation for strict law and order. "Looks like she was hit by a car and someone stripped her and dumped the corpse to cover up his crime," Rodrigo went on. "Never find him now, I'm sure he's long gone." "Beautiful woman," he said stroking one of the ripe firm breasts, "Whoever it was enjoyed her body after she was dead." "Isn't it ironic," Dave thought to himself. "She killed the hit man we sent to get her and then walked in front of a car. She really had to die though, she was getting way too zealous for a street cop and was about to mess up some of the good things we have going in the precinct." He resisted the temptation to give familiar lips one last kiss as he turned and walked away. Sliding into the soft ... leather seat of his Bentley, Dave clicked the scrambler button on his secure cell phone and talked briefly. "Problem is cleared, you can proceed to distribute the merchandise. Deposit my fee in the usual account." With a deep sigh he sat back and hung up the phone. "We'll give her a funeral with full police honors," he thought, "It'll be good for publicity, lots of TV coverage and all. I'll bet the Mayor would like to deliver the eulogy; it'll give him a chance to promote some of his urban renewal programs. He could use the kickbacks from all those new construction contracts." "Take a press release," he said talking earnestly into his cell phone as the Bentley glided down an on ramp to the Harbor Freeway. "Heroic police officer slain in the line of duty protecting the people of LA. Yesterday ruthless gang members gunned down a female officer in the crime infested inner city. Lack of urban renewal has let crime fester until we are all at risk. Recent programs proposed by the Mayor have been on hold pending taxpayer approval. Blah, Blah, Blah."