Predatory

Working in the same town you grew up in had it’s perks. You knew all the spots the kids went to and where best to look for the crooks. If you wanted to catch drug smugglers you go to the docks, you wanted the prostitutes you go and hit up the industrial estate. But for Josie, she had a favourite spot that always brought great work, even when off duty.

Sitting in her patrol car she was parked just near the old quarry. Lights off, watching the small car roll in to the quarry along the dirt road. Teens, never change she laughed to herself.

Having grown up here she knew they came here to do one of two things, smoke and fuck.

Either way she loved catching them.

Watching the car roll in she saw it go toward the quarry.

lights cutting out she saw two figures move into the back of the car, probably going to fuck she laughed, perfect.

Getting out of the car she moved toward the car, keeping to the shadows. Drawing near she saw the car rocking ever so slightly.

Drawing her flashlight and gun she walked up to the window she firmly wrapped on the window.

“Open up” she said in a stern voice

The door cracked open, her flashlight beaming in she saw a rather small built boy and one of the local library helper girls in the back both half dressed, his shirt unbuttoned and her blouse too. Her skirt hiked up to her waist.

“Please officer! We can explain” the girl cried out tears already on her cheeks

“Go on then” she exclaimed, watching them both fluster up

“We were just just just” he started

“Just going to fuck?” She cut him off laughing as they both immediately shut up.

“Out” she said pulling him out and roughly cuffing him before grabbing the girl and cuffing her too.

“Right, names?” She barked her orders at them

“D- Dylan” the young man piped up

“Emma” the girl croaked up, her glasses askew, blonde wavy hair a mess.