I'm In Love With The Enemy (Lesbian Story)

Chapter 1: Assignment

It started out as a regular Tuesday. I was sitting at my desk finishing up some documents, when my life was about to change.

"Tucker, the boss man wants to see you." James Mathers, my partner said, leaning in the doorway. His expression practically yelled you're in trouble.

"What for?" I asked, confused as to why he needed me after my day was supposed to end five minutes ago.

"I don't know, but his "best agent" better not keep him waiting." he said, raising an eyebrow. I was an FBI agent. I've been one for the past two years. I was the best agent there, and I'm only twenty-one.

I decided the best thing to do was hurry. Frank Sanchez was strict and down to business. If he says he needs to see you, you should have been there five minutes before he needed you. He despised me when I first started working here at only nineteen. I went to the police academy at sixteen. They saw I had potential. I excelled quickly and became an agent for the FBI three years after I joined the police academy.

Sanchez was infuriated to have some kid join his field. I put him in his place after I showed him what I could do. He still hated me. This year, I had a rough case. I wrestled with the case, but I survived with scars. After that, I earned his respect.

"You wanted to see me, sir?" I politely asked. I was wondering what he wanted.

"You know Robby Daniels, I presume?" he asked. Ah, Robby Daniels. He is the biggest mob boss in all of Seattle. He sells cocaine for a high price. We haven't got the evidence on it, but we believe he and his henchmen murdered at least ten people. I nodded in confirmation to Sanchez's question.

"Well, no one is able to stop him. I have sent some of my men undercover, but I haven't heard from them in over a week. I don't want to believe the negative, but they are probably dead. Now you are the best agent I've seen in a long while, so I am trusting in you to get evidence to bring Daniels down." he said looking me straight in the eye.

"When do I start, sir?" I asked with confidence. He actually cracked a smile. I looked out the window to see if pigs were flying. 

"In two days. Here's the file on everything you need to know. Your undercover name, age, and occupation are in there as well. Quinn." he called as I was walking away. I turned around. "Good luck agent." I smiled and headed out of his office and went home.

Once I was in my one bedroom apartment, I opened up the file and began to read. It said my undercover name was Becca Thompson. Her age is twenty, she's a bodyguard, and she's looking for work. She also has a cocaine addiction. I kept reading and discovered that my new undercover persona was just hired as a bodyguard for Robby's daughter, Vivian Daniels.

Vivian, twenty, has shoulder length brown hair, 5'5, skinny, and has went to school to be a chef. Her father pulled her out of culinary school to keep her home and join the drug dealing business. She refused, but she still had to stay home. A war is going on between Robby's mob and a rivals'. She needed protection, so they hired Becca, or should I say me. 

Daniels' sons, Jason and Rodrick, followed in their father's footsteps and joined the business. They were twins, both twenty-seven, were roughly around 6'2, had short messy brown hair. They dropped out of high school to work along side there father after their mother died from a gunshot wound to the head.

Last but certainly not least, Robby Daniels. He started buying and smuggling drugs since he was twenty-nine. He is now fifty-four, still in great shape, has brown and gray hair, 6'5, he was furious when his wife was murdered. He formed his own mob of family and close friends, and murdered Dave Whitaker, the man responsible for his wife's passing. He has been in the business for twenty-five years and no one was able to send him to jail. Well that ends now.

I closed the file, stood up, and walked out of my apartment. I headed down to the mall to buy new clothes. Becca needed to have her own style. My usual attire is usually a plain white button up shirt and pants along with a blazer and dress shoes. That's Quinn Tucker's style. 

Now I bought loads of long sleeve shirts that button up, short sleeve shirts, form fitting jeans, leather jackets, a pair of black and white converses, red and white converses, black and red DC shoes, and a pair of black sunglasses. It was paid for by the government so I went all out. I was going to buy a car, but figured nah. The next day, I went to work and met up with James. We went to the building's gym.

"Nice outfit. You look hot. Do you have a strategy for going undercover?" he asked looking me up and down with his perverted eyes. I decided to throw on some of the new clothes I bought. I was wearing a red short sleeve shirt, a black leather jacket, black jeans, and my red pair of converses.

"Yeah. I figured I'd gain his trust first before I wear a wire. It'll take some time, but not too much, since he hired me as a bodyguard for his daughter. After I gain his trust, I'll wear a wire, snap some photos, all of that." I replied striking a punching bag. I need to buck up a little if I was going to pretend to be a bodyguard.

"That's a smart move. You'll most likely succeed." he said seemingly impressed. 

"Psh. I WILL succeed. Don't you know who I am?" I asked cockily.

"That ego of yours will get you killed, Tucker. Don't be egotistical." Sanchez said from the doorway.

"I just believe highly of myself. The second you don't believe in youself, is the second you lose." I said smirking. Frank just shook his head in amusement. He walked further into the gym. He looked pointedly at James.

"Mathers, you have a case to work on while Tucker is undercover. I suggest you get started. As for you," he started as soon as James walked out. "I think you know how dangerous the Daniels' are. I don't think your stupid enough for me to give you the "Be Careful" speech. I'm not giving you an option Quinn. Come back alive." he sternly said.

"Well you know how much I love to break rules, but I give you my word that I'll come back. What would you all do without me?" I gave him a lopsided grin with a twinkle in my eye.

"Actually get work done around here." he said walking away.

I went home around half an hour later. I spent the rest of the day rereading  my file. The next day was going to be a long one.