Not your typical baby mama

"Dylan Smith?" The female officer called out, bringing his attention back to her. "Mr. Smith, please step aside."

"I-Is there a problem?" He asked.

She looked at his documents then back at him with a growing frown, "Step aside, sir."

"What's going on? Hey! What are you doing with that?" His voice was laced with panic when he saw his luggage being detained. "What's going on?"

Whispers bloomed among the onlookers as they watched the panic stricken young man. Even the goons who were exiting the terminal could not help but watch in displeasure.

"What do you think he did?"

"Being caught by Officer May is every criminal's worst nightmare."

"Nothing gets past her."

"I know a guilty man when I see one. Why is it always the good-looking ones?"

Officer May ignored the whispers and focused on Dylan who had now stepped aside. "We need your cooperation on an investigation."

"What's this about?"

"Mr. Smith, please come with me." She made to grab his arm with her hand but he stepped back.

Dylan could not believe his own actions; he who never turned down women was actually doing that. But his focus was not on the woman, it was on the goons behind him. The onlookers could not help but conclude that he was indeed guilty. He looked back at the exit and saw the goons showing no sign of leaving. They were determined to leave with him.

"Sir, look at my face. Does it look like I'm joking?" Her stoic expression gave nothing away but the annoyance was apparent in her tone.

His jumpy state was quickly putting her off. He barely spared her a glance and anxiously looked around behind him. The men could guess what was on his mind. The leader followed Dylan's line of sight that fell on another exit on that floor. 'Not on my watch', the leader thought.

"Mr. Smith, please cooperate or we will be forced to detain you", her hand was already on the baton hooked on her waist.

"But I don't know what this is about either. Whatever it is, can't we do this another time? I'll cooperate then", he almost wanted to cry.

What's with this lady? He had more pressing matters to deal with; he looked back at the men. 'Why can't they just leave?' he whined. Perspiration was already building up on his forehead and palms. He wiped them against his jeans before clenching them into fists. Officer May was so annoyed upon seeing this.

"Mr. Smith, please come with us." She gestured at a male officer in her proximity to bring him along. Dylan's panic heightened upon seeing this.

"Where? I haven'- Eish! I don't have time for this!" He turned and made a run for the exit.

"Stop him!"

The goons were ready to run in Dylan's direction but they were stopped by their leader. Dylan had barely taken a few steps before a heavy weight crashed on his back throwing him to the ground. He grunted in pain when his face was pressed to the ground and his wrists were restrained by strong hands.

"Take him away", Officer May barked at her male colleague.

"I didn't do anything", he groaned in pain when he was pulled to his feet.

...

"My guess is it could be some sort of cyber crime but I'm not sure. There's no way to infiltrate the system to get any information." The leader of the goons was currently reporting to his superior through a phone call.

"Who's running the investigation?"

"It's Officer May, sir."

"Fuck. Nothing gets past her. And she's too difficult." What the superior meant was that Officer May never accepted any bribes so there was indeed no way to get any Intel from the inside. The goon could hear the frustration in his boss's voice. "I hope you didn't do anything when he tried to escape?"

"No, sir. I didn't want to draw the attention of the authorities onto us."

"Good. He's already within your grasp, don't let him escape."

"Don't worry, sir. We've secured all the possible exits. There's no way for him to escape."