"Miss Sharp!"<br/><br/>Jackie could hear the loud, raspy voice of the chief of police across the noisy hall. The way the older man squeezed past the other guests with an unbothered expression on his face made her feel uneasy.<i>Why is he looking for me? </i>She thought to herself. Not that she was afraid of whatever he would tell her. Chief Robinson had worked together with her father back in the days and been considered a close friend to her family. So, when the tall man reached to her, he greeted her with a soft smile. "Miss Sharp, are you ready for tonight?" He asked her and Jackie immediately spotted something was odd with his behavior.<br/><br/>Whenever they met when she was wearing her badge, they rarely interacted at work. Because why would they? Jackie was what they called "a rookie", which is someone that rarely get even a chance to get a glimpse of the chief. While she only graduated six months ago, she has already shown that she is a talent and while the older cops enjoy reminding her about her father's legacy, and demise, tonight was a big night for Jackie. She was the youngest cop to be nominated for a prize at the annual gala the city puts up for this city police force and while anyone has a chance to win it, Jackie is determined she will snatch it, considering her father had once done it ages ago.<br/><br/>"Chief, I'm ready for anything," Jackie told him with a cocky smile and she leaned back against the wall behind her, pressing her right heeled foot against it. She was wearing a<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=http%3A%2F%2Fimage3.novashe.com%2Fo_img%2F2016%2F07%2F27%2F203430-10179420-home%2Fwomen-s-off-shoulder-back-lace-up-fit-flare-cocktail-dress.jpg&amp;hash=9ea458ea43f28f0fd882e0562a4912a9" href="http://image3.novashe.com/o_img/2016/07/27/203430-10179420-home/women-s-off-shoulder-back-lace-up-fit-flare-cocktail-dress.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">shorter, burgundy colored cocktail dress</a>with a flared skirt. This off-shouldered dress suited her body perfectly, showing off her athletic features while it still made her look feminine. The redhead was also wearing a matching, deep red lipstick on her plump lips and her hazel eyes had a certain sparkle in them, probably due to being offered free drinks from the right and left ever since she came here.<br/><br/>The chief chuckled at her response and shook his head. "You are always so self-confident, just like Grant." While she didn't mind hearing her father's name being uttered now and then, Jackie would always feel it was bittersweet. Her father had once been a police detective, just like her, and had been very successful. He had solved a lot of cases, as well as doing a good deed for this city. But... his work had also ended his life. Jackie still remembers the headlines the day after he had been ambushed and killed by the mobsters. Everyone knew about it and it seemed his death would continue to haunt her for the rest of her life.<br/><br/>"I know." She responded to the chief's comment briefly, hoping he wouldn't stay on that subject for far too long. "That's why I hope I will receive my well-deserved prize later tonight." She then said and her confident smile returned on her red stained lips. Chief Robinson let out a bursting laugh, but then, suddenly, he leaned in closer to her, almost as if he was about to share her a secret.<br/><br/>"I will not tell you how tonight will end, but I may know who will win each prize tonight." He whispered with a sly smile. "I can't reveal any details, but I can tell you this, make sure to look out for someone named James Thackery." He told her and with that, he retreated and left Jackie alone to ponder on that information. She knew she had heard his name before, but she couldn't figure out who he was. As she was deep in her thoughts, she suddenly noticed two men walking past her. She glanced up and noticed that they were heading outside. One of them was a handsome man she felt she had seen somewhere before, maybe a local celebrity? The other man was Detective Mason, a grumpy man, and her supervisor.<br/><br/>As they passed her and disappeared outside, Jackie got an idea. Maybe Mason knew who this James Thackery was? While he looked busy, she decided to follow them out, but before she got a chance to move, another waiter stopped her and without asking if she wanted a drink, the man shoved a glass into her hand and quickly left her.<i>That was odd. </i>She thought to herself, but didn't really think much about it and started to sip on the drink as she waited for the ceremony to start.<br/><br/><a class="username" data-user-id="104" data-username="@nicarush" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/104/">@nicarush</a>