Twice As Lethal (Lethal Weapon)

Don't you look a whole lot different with clothes on.

"If I hadn't shown up at Lòpez's place when I was supposed to, there's no saying what might've happened. I really can't afford for my alias to be compromised."

"Right. Diana Prince?"

"Close. Diana King."

Riggs showered her with his trademark catlike grin. "Well, you'll always be Wonder Woman to me, Detective Shaw."

Trish and Murtaugh traded smiling glances. It didn't take a genius to see that there was an obvious chemistry between Riggs and Lexie. Which was odd considering how they had met. Murtaugh cleared his throat.

"So this Lòpez, you infilitrated his gang and now you work for him? But not as a sex worker person?"

Lexie pulled her attention away from Riggs. "As an escort. Non-sexual," she added sliding a glance back at Riggs who winked. "I work the local bars, flirt with bored men hungry for attention and then I sell them drugs or girls whatever they want."

"What's your partners role in all this?" Murtaugh asked.

"I'm flying solo on this one. It was risky enough sending in one undercover."

Murtaugh nodded. "So what happens now?"

"I keep plugging away. Lòpez has a second in command, Darius García, no doubt it's business as usual now his boss has been offed. I've spent a lot of time with him, so it shouldn't be too difficult picking up where I left off with Lòpez."

"Looks like we have ourselves a joint investigation, Detective Shaw," Riggs told her with a wink. She gave him a smile.

"I've already agreed with my Captain that we need to keep the two separate."

"Well, that's no fun at all for us," said Riggs. He turned to Murtaugh who just gave him a look.

"You get into enough trouble as it is without giving her any extra," Murtaugh told his partner, who pretended to look hurt.

"Besides, I'm a lone wolf," added Lexie. "I work better that way."

"Did you hear that, Riggs? She doesn't run with the pack. She's a lone wolf." Murtaugh slid the side-eye at his partner. "I'm all too familiar with that type myself."

"You're an old timer who just can't keep up with me, Rog. There's no shame in that."

"Excuse me, I am a seasoned veteran on the force. And maybe I can keep up with you, but I choose not to. You ever think of that? Like how I prefer not getting shot at daily or dangled off of the side of a buildingor thrown out of a window so you can blow up bombs."

"But that's the fun stuff right there!" Riggs argued with his cat-like grin.

"Only for you," Murtaugh sniffed. "Twenty three years on the force now and not a single injury until I'm partnered with you. I was going for a clean record, man."

Riggs snorted. "Clean records are boring. You think your grandkids wanna hear stories about clean records? They wanna hear how their granddaddy chased down the bad guys, surfed on the roof of a getaway car and escaped exploding buildings."

"I like boring, Riggs. Boring keeps me alive," Murtaugh replied.

Lexie had heard the rumors about Martin Riggs but never paid them any attention. Until he had arrested her. Her curiosity had piqued and she had done her own digging on the scruffy, charismatic Detective. She discovered he was an adrenaline junkie, which made sense considering he was also a Navy SEAL veteran; and was considered to be crazier than a sack of cats - crashing through windows, swan diving off balconies into swimming pools, shooting up bombs mid-air - definitely not your average run-of-the-mill LAPD cop stuff. No wonder in the eighteen months since he had transferred in from Texas, the City's losses had more than doubled from all the damages.

"And that's another thing, I can't be held responsible should anyone get hurt," Lexie added.

"She's talking about you, by the way," Riggs said to Murtaugh.

"Hey!" his partner complained.

"You are usually the one who gets himself banged up, baby," Trish told her husband with a smile.

"That's because I have a crazy-ass partner who goes off book and disobeys orders and - "

"Still gets the job done," Riggs cut in.

"- doesn't care about throwing himself - and me - into the affray," said Murtaugh. He tutted loudly. "I don't know how I've managed to survive the last eighteen months."

"I don't know how you managed to survive before. You know you wouldn't have me any other way, Rog," Riggs grinned.

But Murtaugh just pursed his lips and remained stoic.

"You gotta respect the crazy, Detective Murtaugh," Lexie added. "One day it might just save your life."

Riggs pointed at her. "There it is. Respect the crazy."

The two Detectives shared a lingering smile.

Buckle up, this was going to be one hell of a white knuckle ride.

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LETHAL WEAPON / TWICE AS LETHAL.

COPYRIGHT. Rixie. 2018.

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