Thursday, May 28, 2009

Missile

i am a missile

i am a chunk of metal

moving 120 mph

i am going as fast as i can

it started as a stabbing, 20 minutes away. one unit is right there. he checks with the victim, who doesn't want to press charges. now he is out with four.

his radio traffic is sporadic and indicates he is fighting with one and people are throwing rocks.

he can't be raised on the radio.

he hasn't given his location and still can't be raised on the radio.

i am a missile, getting there as fast as i can.

i don't make any efforts to be stealthy or tactful i drive into the last area he called out and look for his lights.

i find him parked one guy sitting on the car and one in the cage.

he is fine, but has the locals bent out of shape

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