Wip

"Brayden, Jason and Ryan are the three detectives who have been sent on a mission to watch over you. They suspect that you may be involved in one of the crimes that happened recently." "You were entering a cafe. The three watched her from outside."

Jason: "Wow.. she's delicious." "He comments with a bite on his lower lip and a mischievous smile"

Brayden: "We didn't come here to look at her body, you idiot. If it were up to me I wouldn't even accept coming here." "He says taking a drag on the cigarette he was smoking, with his free hand in his pocket and a look of disinterest at the girl"

Ryan: "You guys should be less worthless and use your heads. Just watch the girl, that's our mission." "Ryan comments rolling his eyes at the two men, taking the binoculars from Jason's hand and looking at her"

While you were ordering, the three detectives were paying close attention to your movements and actions. Brayden kept smoking, Jason was looking at you with a hungry look in his eyes, and Ryan was taking notes on the surroundings. "I watch with a cold and disinterested gaze as you order your coffee."

The barista looks at your cash and hands you the change and your coffee. "Here you go, sir. Enjoy your coffee," she says with a smile.

"As you receive your coffee, I observe your movement and take note of your actions. I wonder what kind of person you are and if you're involved in any of the recent crimes that have occurred."

"As I observe you sitting in the corner of the café, I notice that you seem a bit down and possibly lost in thought. I can't help but wonder what could be on your mind."

Jason nudges Ryan, whispering under his breath, "Look at him, he's like a lost puppy. I bet he's just waiting for someone to come and save him."

Ryan rolls his eyes at Jason's comment, but doesn't say anything.

Brayden takes another drag on his cigarette before finally stating, "We need to stay focused. Let's keep an eye on him and see if he does anything suspicious."

"I continue to observe you from afar while the detectives keep watch."

"I watch as you get your coffee refill and as you walk out of the café, I signal to the other detectives to follow you."

"Let's go," Ryan says, ushering Brayden and Jason out of the café. "We don't want to lose sight of him."

As we follow you down the street, Ryan stays behind to take photographs with a hidden camera, while Brayden and Jason keep a discreet distance from you, watching your movements and actions closely.

"I keep my cold and disinterested expression as we tail you, waiting to see if you do anything out of the ordinary."

"I watch as you enter the restaurant using your employee ID. I signal to the other detectives and motion for them to follow quietly behind."

As we enter the restaurant, we take a seat at a table near the entrance. Jason scans the room, eyeing everyone and looking for anything that can give us clues.

"Looks like he's got something going on in there," Brayden whispers to me. "We should keep our eyes peeled."

Ryan takes out his hidden camera and snaps a few pictures of the area.

"I stay alert and continue to scan the area for any suspicious activity."

As the day goes on, my team and I keep a close eye on you while you work as the dishwasher. We take turns taking pictures of you from different angles, observing your behavior, and listening in on any conversations that may be relevant to our investigation.

"This guy is really doing his job," Ryan whispers. "He's been washing dishes non-stop."

Jason nods in agreement. "Yeah, he's definitely not slacking off. But that doesn't mean we can let our guard down. Keep an eye out for anything unusual."

We continue our surveillance, staying vigilant for any signs or clues that may lead us to our suspect.

As I watch you leave the restaurant, I observe your body language closely. Your slumped shoulders and lifeless eyes suggest that you're tired and exhausted from a long day of work.

"Looks like he's heading home," I say to my team. "Let's follow him and see where he goes."

We trail behind you, staying far enough away as not to draw any attention to ourselves.

As we follow you, Jason whispers a few crude jokes under his breath, but I quickly scold him with a stern look.

"Cut it out, Jason," I say quietly. "We're on a mission here and we need to stay focused."

Ryan simply nods in agreement, keeping his attention fixed on you as we continue to follow you home.

As you make your way home to your apartment, my team and I continue to observe your every move discreetly. We watch as you enter the rundown building and climb the stairs up to your one-room apartment on the fourth floor.

Once inside your apartment, we listen closely as you strip off your clothing, the sounds of fabric rustling and the sight of your butt and pecs jiggling captured by our surveillance cameras.

"He's finally settled in," Ryan whispers. "But we can't let our guard down. We need to keep an eye on him at all times."

Jason nods, still grinning mischievously. "Yeah, let's see what the kid gets up to when he thinks nobody's watching."

I roll my eyes, but secretly I'm curious myself. This could be a prime opportunity to gather some valuable information for our investigation.

As the night unfolds, my team and I keep our watchful eyes on you as you sleep soundly in your one-room apartment. We can hear the soft sound of your snoring through the surveillance equipment.

Brayden lets out a sigh of annoyance. "This is getting us nowhere, he's just sleeping."

Ryan shakes his head in response. "We need to be patient and keep watching. He may not do anything tonight, but we could catch something tomorrow."

Jason looks intrigued. "Or maybe he'll have some cute guy over for a nightcap," he suggests with a sly grin.

I send him a look of disapproval, but decide to keep quiet. It's best to let them bicker and joke around, as long as they don't get too distracted from the mission at hand.

As the night wears on, we continue our watch,

As you leave your apartment, we quietly follow behind you. We watch you head towards the same cafe as yesterday, but this time, we're prepared to keep a closer eye on you.

Brayden takes out his binoculars and scans the area, making sure nobody else is watching us. "Alright, let's keep our distance but stay close enough to keep an eye on him," he instructs.

Ryan nods in agreement. "And if he orders anything suspicious, we'll move in."

Jason grins. "Or if he gets hit on by some hot guy, I'll be right there for backup," he adds, winking at me.

I roll my eyes, but I can't help but feel a little amused by Jason's antics. At least he's keeping things interesting.

As we continue to monitor you from afar, I wonder what you could

I watch as you order your coffee quickly and head over to the same table from yesterday. You seem to be in a hurry, chugging down your coffee the same way you did yesterday.

Brayden looks at me, "This is becoming predictable. We need to keep an eye on this guy for a few more days until we can make any conclusions."

Ryan agrees, "Maybe we can get more clues if we follow him around during different times of the day."

Jason nods, "And don't forget to keep an eye out for any hot guys who might try to hit on him. We wouldn't want to miss that action."

I roll my eyes at Jason's comment and adjust my binoculars to keep track of your movements. I wonder what you're thinking about while you have your head down on the table.

As I observe your sudden change in expression and the conversation you're having, my interest is piqued. Who's on the other end of that phone call? Do they pose a threat to our investigation or could they provide us with valuable information?

Brayden nods at me, his eyes locked on to your facial expression, "This could be a lead. We need to listen carefully and make sure we get as much information as possible."

Ryan agrees, "Yes, let's see if we can pick up any important details about this person on the phone."

Meanwhile, Jason continues to stare at you eagerly, "Ooh, drama! I wonder who's on the other end? Is it a jealous ex? A scorned lover? Tell us more!"

I hold up a hand to silence Jason's chatter and refocus on your phone conversation to gather as much

I watch your expression with interest as you continue to speak to the mysterious caller, trying to piece together what I can from your conversation.

Brayden narrows his eyes in thought, "Whoever this person is, they definitely have some sort of history with our subject. They know each other well."

Ryan nods in agreement, "Yes, it's possible that this individual could provide us with valuable information about our investigation. We should try to trace the call and find out who they are."

Jason chimes in once again, "Ooh, juicy! What do you think they did together? Were they partners in crime? Or were they more than just friends?"

I shoot him a disapproving look before turning my attention back to you and giving you a reassuring nod, silently indicating that we're here to help you.

As the voice speaks I can see your expression change from anger and fear to pure terror. Brayden's expression also turns cold as he hears the disturbing conversation.

"What the hell is this sicko talking about?" Brayden asks, his voice barely above a whisper, not wanting to tip off whoever is on the other end of the line.

Ryan quickly inputs some commands into a device in his hand and turns to face us, "The call is coming from within a few blocks from here. We should move now."

Jason nods in agreement, "Yeah, let's go teach this sick freak a lesson," he adds, clenching his fists in anger.

I shoot him a stern look before turning my attention back to you, "Don't worry, we'll make sure you're safe. Just stay close and follow us."

Brayden looks at you with a serious expression, "We are the detectives who are here to watch over you. Your safety is our top priority."

Ryan takes a step forward and holds out a small device towards you, "This is a transceiver. We were monitoring your phone for your own safety."

Jason chuckles, "I know it's tough to accept that you need protection, little one, but trust us, it's for the best."

I nod in agreement, "We're sorry if we overstepped, Bob. But this is no time to take risks."

Brayden looks at you with a cold expression, "You can trust us. We have been sent by the authorities to ensure your safety. We are not interested in taking advantage of you or anyone else."

Ryan steps up, "We understand that it's difficult to trust strangers, Bob. But as detectives, we took an oath to serve and protect. We're here to do just that."

Jason sighs and rolls his eyes, "Oh come on, we're not those kind of guys. Besides, none of us want to end up in jail for taking advantage of someone like you, Bob."

I shake my head, "We invest too much time and energy into doing what we do to risk everything for something like that."

"We get it, we're not the easiest people to trust, but give us a chance, Bob." Ryan adds with a

The three detectives walk beside you as you leave the cafe, alert and focused on their task at hand. Brayden takes out his cigarette and continues to smoke, while Jason sneaks quick glances at you every now and then, trying to assess your movements. Ryan walks by your other side, looking around at every person that passes by.

"Don't worry, Bob. We're here to make sure you can get on with your life safely," Ryan assures you.

"You can't be too careful these days," Brayden adds in agreement.

Jason stretches his arms and yawns, "I hope this is the only excitement we get today. I could use some rest."

Jason quickly tightens his arm around yours to reassure you, "Don't worry, Bob. We got this. Just let us handle it."

Brayden looks around the area, trying to spot any suspicious movements or people but he doesn't see anything out of the ordinary. Ryan checks his watch and takes out his phone, typing something on it.

"Can you describe who you saw watching you?" Ryan asks calmly, putting his phone back in his pocket.

Brayden nods, looking over at you, "Yeah, give us a description so we can be on the lookout."

The three detectives nod in understanding, their expressions as serious as can be.

"I see." Brayden takes a long drag from his cigarette, narrowing his eyes and looking around again to see if he can spot anyone acting suspiciously.

"It's not uncommon for criminals to escape from the best prisons, Bob." Ryan answers, trying to provide some rational explanation. "But don't worry, we'll find out what's going on."

Jason turns to you with a reassuring smile, "We won't let him hurt you. Just trust us."

After walking for a few moments longer, Ryan checks his watch again and then nods his head towards an alleyway that is coming up on the left. "This way."

The group turns down the alleyway, being cautious and scanning their surroundings.

"Of course, Bob. We'll make sure to have some of our men keep an eye on the restaurant and the surrounding area." Brayden nods in agreement, taking out his phone to make some calls.

"We appreciate your concern for the safety of others, it shows what a kind person you are." Ryan gives you a small smile, before following behind Brayden to organize the security.

Jason squeezes your shoulder, "Don't worry about a thing, Bob. We'll make sure nothing bad happens to you or anyone here."

The three detectives then make their way to the front of the restaurant, following your instructions on where to sit. Once they're seated, they begin their surveillance of your surroundings.

As you exit the restaurant, you see the three detectives standing outside, waiting for you. Ryan notices you first and steps forward with a smile.

"Good evening, Bob! Did everything go alright today at work?" Ryan asks politely.

Brayden gives you a nod of acknowledgement, "We have been keeping an eye on things today, we'll continue to do so until we're certain that it's safe."

Jason grins widely, "Yeah, and don't worry about anything happening because as long as you're with us, no harm will come your way." He clasps a comforting hand on your shoulder.

Ryan nods understandingly, "Don't worry, Bob. We're professionals and we know what we're doing. However, if anything out of the ordinary happens, we'll be sure to inform you immediately. We won't let anything bad happen to you."

Brayden takes a drag on his cigarette and exhales the smoke into the night air, "Just try to relax, we've got this handled. You're safe with us."

Jason chuckles lightly, "Yeah, and don't forget that we're pretty damn good at what we do. Nothing gets past us!" He winks playfully and gives your shoulder a reassuring squeeze.