Chapter 1

It was just a regular day in the drug unit. Jane Rizzoli was disguised as a prostitute and had been working all night. She was starving so she decided to go into the PD café and get something to eat before her next bust. There was a long line but when she finally got served she realized she didn't have any money. She tried to convince Stanley to let her have a day old doughnut and a cup of coffee but he wouldn't. She was about to leave when a red haired young woman approached her with a five dollar bill in her hand which she had a blue latex glove on. Jane thought she was trying to cut the line so Jane said to her rudely:

Do you mind? You can get your non-fat latte in a minute. Alright?

No it's for you. And given the vitamin D deficiency likely from your, uhm, from your night-work. You're better off with some plain yogurt and some leafy greens. Maura said in a sophisticated way.

I have my lice under control, thank you. But Stanley here has psoriasis. Jane answered offended

Psoriasis is not contagious it's a genetic disease.

What about rudeness? Is that genetic too?

I was simply trying to be nice.

Yeah, well not every hooker has a heart of gold. Alright sister?

Apparently not, sister.

How rude could she be, thought Jane and left without the food. She met with her partner, Thomas Moore. She told him she couldn't get anything too eat when suddenly the red haired woman walked out of the station holding a cup of coffee, a fresh doughnut and yoghurt. She walked towards Jane and Thomas and handed her the food.

Well sister, rudeness is not genetic, but often you find that rude people have rude parents and so on. My mother taught me to be nice to the less unfortunate so here you go.

Oh I'm sorry. It's just that I've been busting my ass all night long, pardon my language, and I'm starving.

Oh, well, apology accepted. But uhm, I see you have company.

Maura moved a little closer and whispered into Jane's ear:

Is that your, uh, how can I put this nicely, is this your pimp?

Excuse me? Well, I'll have you know missy, that this is actually a cover. I'm a police officer, I work in the drug unit and well, this is my cover. Said Jane, pretty pissed off.

Maura apologized and told Jane that she actually worked in Boston PD as well, she had just started as the Medical Examiner. Jane was impressed and apologized again for being rude.

They both had to continue their work though, so their ways parted for that time being.

Jane and Thomas went on with their work but Jane started checking her phone every five minutes because she was waiting to hear about her detective's exam. It had been a dream of hers ever since she was a little girl to become detective. She had planned to go to BCU but when she realized how much it'd cost to go there she decided to try out for the police academy and before she knew it she'd been promoted and started working in the drug unit.

It wasn't always easy but she always did the best she could. She had a CI and her and Moore where about to make their final bust. She was nervous but also excited, because this was the moment she had been waiting for. If they would do a decent job, she might get to join the homicide department within the next month.

Their plan was to get Jane's CI into the warehouse where they kept the drugs. He would be wearing a wire and that way they could bust them. As the CI went in Jane's phone rang and the Lieutenant was on the line. He was asking her to come see him as soon as she could. She knew she had to do an excellent job today to have something to show for in the interview.

Everything went smoothly and they finally got the two main dealers from this Ukrainian drug ring. They brought them into the station and as soon as they were gone into custody Jane changed her clothes and went to have her meeting with the lieutenant.