DID503*- Mob Accountant, Part 2
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Part two of two. The cop was wise to Rachel, he pushed her face down on the table and began to fuck her hard. He flipped her over so she had to look him in the face while he fucked her. He banged her hard, but she still refused to give the codes. The cop was getting impatient, he grabbed Rachel by the hair and pushed her back on her knees, he knew how prissy she was and assumed that if he threatened to cream all over her pretty face maybe she would talk. Rachel simply opened wide welcoming his load. He came across her face then sat her back in the chair. He was furious now. Rachel began to laugh, she had been through worst scenarios before. He cleaned her up and fixed her clothes. Rachel thought it was finished. The cop sat her back at her desk and took a vile out. He put several drops in her water then told her it was a Nerotoxin that would induce a fatal heart attack. He had the antidote and would give it to her if she gave him the codes. Rachel refused, she thought he was bluffing. He XXXX the liquid down her throat. Rachel soon began to feel the effects. She slumped out of her chair onto the floor gasping for air as her chest tightened, she was having a heart attack! The cop asked her one final time and she refused. He placed her back at her desk hands on the keyboard, looking like she had a heart attack there. No evidence, but also no codes. Had Rachel won? The mob would be proud of her final job.