Here’s a short story based on your prompt. The Heat Before the Storm
“You have three seconds to let her go,” she said. Her voice was low, smoky, but sharp as broken glass. Black Angelika - A hot police woman -11.05.2017...
“Easy, pretty lady,” a voice crackled through her earpiece. It was her partner, Rourke. “We got four hostiles. Wait for backup.” Here’s a short story based on your prompt
She dropped two stories, landing with the soft grace of a cat on a dumpster lid. The men turned. The one with the gold tooth had time to blink. She dislocated his wrist before he could pull the trigger. The second swung a pipe—she ducked, her elbow finding his ribs like a hammer. The third ran. The fourth, the leader, grabbed a woman hostage. “Easy, pretty lady,” a voice crackled through her
“Back off, cop,” he hissed.
Rourke finally arrived, sirens wailing two blocks away. He jogged up, out of breath. “You’re going to get us killed, Angel.”