
Detective Vara Kane leaned against the slick brick wall, the neon glow of the city's underbelly painting her leather jacket in shades of electric blue. Her badge glinted, but it was the bulge in her tight black jeans that drew eyes in this part of town. Nine inches of thick, pulsing heat strained against the denim, a promise she wielded like a weapon. She wasn't here to bust anyone tonight—just to collect.
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