#untitled kimberly & braxton verse (to be named)

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// @andfaith

“I know what he’s done,” soft words spoken to the phone pressed against her ear, her head slightly turned away to hide the movement of her lips from the eyes gathered around and near her, “but without you here, he’s my best shot. This has to be done, Brady, and as much as I would like to do it alone-” “When Hell freezes over,” the voice on the other line briefly interrupted her, the words of her out of commissioned partner bringing a very small smile to her face. “-I can’t, so this team is all I got; it’s all I need, and that includes Braxton Jacobs. He’s done some shit, sure, but it’s not like we all haven’t. He’s good, he’s useful, and I’m putting my trust in him; but don’t get me wrong, I’ll keep my guard up and watch him carefully.” She paused, gaze flickering to the undercover cop sitting isolated from the others across the enclosed conference room. “Don’t worry, partner, we’ll be fine.” And with that, after a short goodbye from her friend, she ended the call. 

Brown hues turned to the Chief and nodded, who returned the gesture and stood, silencing the chatter in the room by merely raising his hand.  “You select few have been chosen not only because of your work ethic, but your reliability.” A gaze from one of the cops was tossed to Braxton, Kimberly noticed, causing her jaw to clench slightly. The group of five officers, hand picked from different departments and fields, were all given a briefing beforehand over his inclusion, both to explain but also to warn them that any hostility towards Braxton wouldn’t be tolerated. Yes, his dirty reputation wasn’t a secret, but there was a reason he was here; he wasn’t useless and Kimberly was choosing to believe, albeit with some caution, that he wouldn’t turn on them as well. 

The Chief explained a bit of the background of their mission and their overall goal before adding the intel that Braxton had already managed to acquire for them: a potential hide out for small group of drug traffickers and dealers. That was to be their cover story, to bust the contraband - but their main objective was a single target; merely rumored to be among them at first, but after Kimberly began receiving mysterious and cryptic texts that she alone could only decipher, there was no doubt in her mind that HE was here, and the contraband was their best lead. 

“I won’t lie to you,” the brunette detective spoke up, her eyes trailing from each one of them, pausing for a few seconds longer on Braxton, “this is a personal vendetta for me. I’m sure you’re all aware of who the target is, and what he is to me...” And hopefully they did, as Kimberly didn’t particularly feel like telling that story, though if she had no choice...There was a slight tremble making its way through her body as memories poured into her mind, it took her less than a minute to gather herself - a new record for the detective.  “Joseph Charles is not to be underestimated. He may look like any ordinary person and not at all dangerous, perhaps even charming - but that’s how he gets you. He won’t hesitate for a moment and neither should you.” Speak for yourself, Mason. But they didn’t have that personal connection, that’s why they were better. “That being said,” the Chief added, “our main objective is to take Joseph Charles alive. If you need to discharge your weapon, shoot to injure or incapacitate - only as a last resort should you shoot to kill. You all have good judgment and I put full faith in each of you.” He told them the time that they were to be ready, it wouldn’t be for a while but it was definitely going to be done today. The group was dismissed, all except for Braxton, whom Kimberly asked to stay behind. “If you have a moment, that is...”