Cole seemed to be enjoying himself even more now that she had given up on fighting him, for now. Excited, like a child playing with a new toy. Thankfully, her ploy seemed to work as he called off Derek as he ended the conversation. Giving her breast a squeeze illicited another sharp squeak as well as an accompanying wince. She<i>wasn't</i>a toy.<br/><br/>Finally withdrawing his hand Lyra watched in horror as he licked his palm. God he was q weird one. Still, the alleged gang leader finally gave her permission to button back up and that was an order she willingly complied with, fingers flying to fix her shirt while he spoke. The phone found it's way into her jacket pocket and she felt like she could breathe again. That was until Cole started making more demands. Her blush was instantly killed by paling skin as he spoke. There were quite a few things he wanted in a very short amount of time.<br/><br/>He drug a fingernail along her jawline and reminded her what would happen if she failed. "I'll see what I can do..." Her voice was barely above a whisper. He moved to the door, gesturing for her to open it and the detective forced herself to her feet and opened the door after removing the tape from the recorder. It would need to be destroyed now. The red head walked him back through the station before leaving him at the door. "Thank you for your cooperation in this matter Mr. Reider." With that she turned and went to hunt down Jason, finding him alone she breathed a sigh of relief. He grinned at her, making her heart flutter slightly.<br/><br/>Tall, clean shaven, with brown hair and matching eyes, they had graduated from the academy together and he had followed her ever since. "Hey short stuff, how did the interrogation go?"<br/><br/>"Good, it was very....enlightening. unfortunately though, it means we'll have to release Mr. Carlton. Our information was wrong, sounds like an inside job within the gang, not violence between  the two." It wasn't exactly a lie, just another angle they had been looking at but never had a reason to truly consider it.<br/><br/>Jason frowned but nodded, "Yeah, alright... Damn I thought he was good for that!" He sighed heavily before looking her over seriously then. "So, uh... I was wondering if after work you'd like to go get drinks..."<br/><br/>Lyra nodded in agreement at first before quickly shutting him down, life was complicated enough already. "I did too. I'm sorry, but I just can't right now. I hope you understand... I'll talk to you later, please make sure Carlton is booked out by tonight. The last thing we need is being written up for holding someone improperly." It was a good thing she was always so "by the book," it made her story seem even more believable. She moved back to her desk then, scrubbing Cole's records save a few minor incidents. It would look too suspicious if she wiped it completely. Finally after a few more hours of paperwork she was able to head home for the night.<br/><br/>The drive home was uneventful as was the short climb to her apartment. Her Persian mix Willow greeting her at the door to announce that it was dinner time. She smirked, "Yeah I know, can't have you wasting away by missing a meal huh?" Next was a shower, a long shower to wipe the feeling of him off of her. The hot water felt incredible, and for a second she was able to forget about everything. That was until her cellphone rang, her mother's number on caller ID. Lyra swallowed hard, "Hello?"<br/><br/>"Hello dear. How was work?" The woman's voice was strained. She didn't want to know about her daughter's day. Before Lyra could answer the phone had changed hands. Her father's rough, thick Irish accent coming through.<br/><br/>"What did you find out?"<br/><br/>"Nothing dad. I told you, it's a different precinct that has jurisdiction. Even if ours did I wouldn't be able to work in the case..."<br/><br/>He snapped, cutting her off before she could say more. "What good are you then?! Your sister gets killed by a drunk driver, your niece is put in Hospital and you can't do a damn thing! You're her older sister, you were supposed to protect her."<br/><br/>"Liam!" Her mother wrestled the phone away as cursing could be heard in the background. "Try to find out what you can, alright?" Her mother pleaded before taking a deep breath. "The Hospital called, they said you put $4000 down for Kiara, where did you get the money from?"<br/><br/>"Don't worry about it. All that matters is the bills are getting paid."<br/><br/>"Father Abernathy tells me you haven't been to mass..."<br/><br/>"It's been a long day mum. I have to go. I'll talk to you later. Love you. Lyra hung up quickly. That was a whole can of worms she did not want to get into right now. Sighing heavily the red head moved to the single bedroom, flopping down on the bed naked. She didn't have the energy to dress for bed. Today had been an absolute shit show, tomorrow wouldn't be any better. Curling into a ball her emotions finally got the best of her as tears leaked from the emerald pools. When sleep came it was broken at best, nightmares of Cole doing more lewd things to her breasts being the main theme. Her alarm went off and Lyra jerked awake. She would have to meet him at the club tonight. "Damn it..." She cursed herself before feeding Willow, dressing, and heading off to work.