“I’ve assigned two officers to Dyanna Montarro’s home. I have three other squad cars stationed there for a time as well.” “Why not call in the National Guard too? I told you we should have taken her back for further questioning. And you know what the boss is going to say.” “What can he say?” Banks saw Nailon pull out a cigarette. Chuck tended to grab them during times of duress. It amazed her how someone as tough as Nailon felt he needed to smoke in stressful times. “C’mon,” he said in a sarcastic tone. “You know the pencil-necked pimp is going to complain, don’t you?” “I don’t care. Frankly, Dyanna Montarro and her daughter are real targets. Gregg’s disappeared. He was likely taken by a mass murderer that may have …show more content…
“Or are you referring to the lightening-quick response we received from everyone you got to cover my back after fellow officers and I were shot?” “That’s not fair Rosie. I’d do anything for you. You know, we’re partners. But I’m not only concerned that you’re wrong about Montarro, but you’re unnecessarily reckless. You owe your personal safety if not to your partner but to your family.” “What about the victims, Chuck?” Banks understood Nailon’s point. Banks had a family; a wonderful husband and her precious six year old daughter. She was already writing letters to Santa Claus. And she just learned to dance with some rhythm to some Rock ‘n’ Roll songs. She was the light of Rosalie Banks life. But she admitted to herself that she had sworn an oath as did Chuck. “They deserve our best Chuck. It’s why we’re here.” Nailon stepped away and glared at two officers. He growled, “What are you looking at? Get back to work.” He stared back at Banks. Their eyes met and instantly pulled away. After a minute, Banks spoke. “We’ve no physical evidence of Julia or Warren’s death. Nor do we know of their whereabouts. There’s some blood but no bodies. No bodies from anyone. If there was any, they’ve all disappeared.” “Any ideas?” “Not really. I’ll want to speak with Dyanna and interview Hector. There was a comment he feeds people to rats. Hector probably
Almost twenty minutes had passed since Epsilon, Sabra and Malessica left the pub. Malessica was a bit upset thinking about innocent people who were hurt during the attack on the pub. Though she knew she didn’t have time to help the injured, she decided to try and forget about it, continuing to follow Epsilon. Malessica noticed Sabra, seemed a bit lost in thought, but she didn’t say a word. Moving towards an unknown destination, four police cars sped down the street past them, with sirens blaring. Malessica put her hands on her hood, covering her ears, waiting for the cars to pass them. Epsilon turned his head back, watching the police cars. He was upset knowing he wouldn’t be able to work there again.
“How sad, if he’d known his home was safe the outcome would have been different. What happened to Mr. Hampton after that?”
“What’s going on Sergeant? I’m the nursing supervisor and I’m in charge when Commander Hall isn’t present.”
Hector nodded. ‘Yeah. Not all the fire. We tried to take that shooter out but missed. Whoever it was he had a lot of balls shooting in my park”.
Alistar waved his hand dismissively. "You're a veteran, the new bloods don't get to double cross their point man on the first mission they run. Treachery is earned."
“Officer Cavil, please meet Federal Agents Sanchez, Ford, and Ross.” Lt. Marshall introduced as they rise off from their seats.
“No, this is a personal trip. Though it wasn’t me who blew up your precious police station.”
"She might me. According to what I've found, she has a husband, two children here in town and works at Scheele Law firm. I have officers sitting on her house and the law firm now."
She bit down on the stolen Pink Lady she got from my house and started to talk with a full mouth. “He’ll learn who Tiamara Moore is. One way or another. And why are you talking to him? I told you to stay away from him.”
“ Wow shot at by Clan Usuga you guys must’ve fucked up,” said the man.
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Jared tilted his head and pursed his lips together as he considered whether or not the man could possibly be that lacking in self-awareness. “I can’t believe you’re surprised by that information. This isn’t 1964. Female officers have just as much right to their positions as men and don’t deserve the snarky attitude coming you put off constantly. Our team in particular has some of the best talent in the field. You’d do well to drop the attitude towards people who aren’t just like you. It’ll hold you back no matter where you go.”
“I won’t let any harm come to her, I swear it,” Evan pledged. “But it won’t be because your boss will want to get his hands on her.”
I watch her face go a bright shade of cherry red. "Well, you can take your idea of a deal and slam it up the crack in the road," she yells as she slams down the phone. "Damn defense attorney's think I'm dumb as an ox just because I have a pair of boobs. I really look forward to getting that child molester in a courtroom, showing him exactly what this idiot with boobs can do." I watch as she shakes out her hair a little, stretching. "You know, being on the phone that long listening to that twit talking, I feel like I've lost a few brain cells," she chuckles as she walks around the desk and gives me a little kiss. "So did you get lost? I didn't think you'd be gone this long because we have the next case to work on. It's some guy named Tyrone Mitchell, arrested for spousal abuse, assault, and assault with a deadly weapon on a police officer." She hands me a pile of files. "This guy really gets around. Oh, before I forget, Mr. Tully is out of the office on medical leave for about a month so we will have to wait until he gets back to talk to