My name is Drew Smith and is the best hunter out there to capture mischevious girls who did not respond to jail time, corner time, or any other kind of punishment. My job is very complicated since the girls who I capture are 18-21 and has a knack for getting away with crime. Today was a normal day as usual as I woke up and took a shower. After brushing my teeth, and getting dressed, and eating breakfast, I received a phone call from my supervisor, David Lowe, who is known to get right to the point instead of wasting my time with details. He told me of a girl named Tiffany Lawerence who is having trouble with the law in shoplifting and that she can be located at nearly any candy store in which she decided to rob because her father and mother are densits and they do not allow her to eat any form of candy for the fear of it rotting her teeth. I received a nice picture of the girl in my email and she had the most attractive feature that I ever seen in my career. Her hands were propery manicured and her feet was pedicured as if she was a fashion magazine girl. If only her attitude would change, and that would be very difficult. After locating her address and parking my Red Chevy in front, I calmly walked up to her door and knocked on it with my bare hand. She answered within seconds, and when I showed her my badge, she bolted and I chased her as she ran into her living room. She was very quick and it was hard to keep up, but I knew that letting her get away would not be an option because I had a perfect record of apprehending suspects and I was not about to let my supervisor down so as she cruised into her bedroom, I lunged at her, and tackled her. She was in tears as I pulled her wrists behind her back and tied it up with a piece of rope. As I restrained her feet, she was finally able to speak to me, as she told me in a begging tone, "Please let me go, I promise that I will be good". I replied that I was not going to let her off so easily as I finished tying up her toes with a piece of yarn and then picking her up as she was screaming and being defiant into the back of my chevy. As I shut the trunk of my car, I wondered through my head, thinking carefully on what I can do to her as far as torture is concerned.
To be Continued