Chapter 46. Bribing The Detective With My Pussy: pt. 2

The next day, the Head of the Criminal Investigation Department stood in front of the crew, his posture rigid, his eyes scanning each of us as he recited the Anthem of Justice.

We all recited along, our voices barely above whispers at first, but gradually gaining strength as his intensity filled the room.

He cleared his throat and leaned slightly forward, his hands gripping the edge of the podium. “Our department has been lagging behind,” he began, his voice tight with barely-contained frustration. “If we keep going like this, I’m afraid the badges of a few of you will be degraded—or worse, you might be transferred to a lesser branch. And tell me—why is it that I gave you all a project, instructed submission of your statistics in a week, and now it’s past two weeks, and not a single one of you has brought the case up?”

The room grew uncomfortably silent. My stomach knotted. I had the sensation of all eyes settling on me.

“I had to do my findings myself,” he c