Undercover

The General called us to his office. I had a bad feeling about what he was going to say. I played with my fingers waiting for the General to start talking; something about this meeting made me feel uneasy as if I was going to receive bad news.

"Good morning, Sihara and Oliver. As you know we have a killer on the loose. We know his usual attack plan; he goes to a strip club for about two weeks. Then, we know that he chooses a dancer that pays attention to him. He spends a few nights tipping her and asking for special service. Then, when they are comfortable with him; he kills them". I nodded along at his words trying to see what he was trying to say.

"Since we know his plan; we need to be ahead of him, so we may need to go to desperate measures." He looked at me raising an eyebrow. I stared at him trying to de-code what he wanted to do.

"Okay, and what are these 'desperate measures' ?" I said making the hand gesture of the '' with my index and middle finger. I felt annoyed that he didn't go straight to the point of what he wanted us to do. I wanted to catch this killer as quickly as possible

"Well, we may need to go undercover at the strip club." He said maintaining eye contact with me.

"That's a good idea. That way we can watch him from afar without him knowing he's surrounded." I nod thinking that this is what the general meant. I was so wrong.

"Sihara we were hoping you went undercover and tried to get him to be interested in you." My eyes widen at the General's words. Was he crazy? He wanted me to go undercover at the strip club. I would have to be practically naked to attract the killer. My head moves from side to side to show my dislike of this idea.

"I don't think that's a good idea. I don't want to have to be barely naked to catch a killer." I was trying to make the General change his mind, but part of me knows that he won't change his mind.

"Sihara, you are the exact representation of what the killer likes in women. We will give you some blonde wigs and clothes. He won't know that you work for us. No one will know. Not even the owners." He tries to persuade me.

"No, I think it's too dangerous. If I say something out of suspicious it could blow our cover. We know that he has drugged his other victims. What if he does that to me? What am I going to do? I won't be able to have my gun with me." I keep pushing my argument.

"I can go with you. I can pretend to be a customer" Oliver's deep voice rumbles through the room. I look at him surprised. It is sweet that he would do that for me.

"I don't even know how to dance on a pole. What am I going to do?" The General smirks at me, and I knew then that he had already planned this. He wanted to catch this killer.

"You will assist to classes for that, and don't worry the only person that is going to see you like that is your partner, Oliver." I glanced at Oliver feeling nervous. He was going to see me almost naked. Fuck! Why did it have to be me having to go undercover? God, this was going to suck so much.

"I don't want to do this, but if it is the only way to catch this killer. I'll do it…."

"Great! You start your classes tomorrow, and you start at the strip club on Friday. I hope you have fun." His voice mocking me in the last sentence. I rolled my eyes at him while showing him my middle finger as I walked out of his office. Well, if I had to go to a pole class tomorrow; I might as well take the rest of the day off. I need to be well-rested for tomorrow.