Yeah I don't own anything here, if I did it wouldn't have finished *sob*
Anyway enjoy I can write more if people like this instalment, this bit may seem a bit odd.
CAR JACKED
'Ben, get him,' Mel yelled after her fellow PC.
'I'm trying,' he shouted back. He was chasing after a suspect in white trackies and a baseball cap firmly shoved on his head. Ben had no idea as to what the guy had done as he had joined in the chase later than his colleagues having been busy elsewhere. He rather hoped Mel would tell him over the radio when she had regained her breath.
The guy in front of him skirted round the edge of the pond whilst Ben hurdled a duck. As he reached the gate to the park he stopped the suspect was nowhere to be seen instead the entire road was taken up with stationary traffic. Unbeknownst to him the suspect had crossed the road, slipping in between cars and was now headed in the other direction.
Meanwhile Inspector Smith was having a bad morning. He'd had to cover a shift the night before as Sun Hill was understaffed with many officers off with the flu. Then with a few hours sleep he'd woken up to realise there was no bread for his toast and that the milk had gone off. Smithy had decided to head to his local supermarket on the way to Sun Hill and grab some breakfast bars but that plan was rapidly going downhill. He was stuck in motionless traffic, at this rate he'd have to grab some fruit from the canteen and get stuck into his work. The Super wouldn't be happy if he was missing for too long what with so much of the relief off already.
The sudden movement in the car next to him pulled him out of his reverie. Some guy in a white trackie was trying to get into the front passenger seat. The female driver was having none of it. Smithy looked around; no-one seemed to have noticed. He turned off the engine and climbed out of his car.
'Oy mate what are you doing, get out!'
'Just shut the fuck up, piss off.' The guy gesticulated angrily towards Smithy.
Smithy didn't move but gestured to the woman to get herself out of the car. He figured this way at least there'd be a car between her and the angry man. However the man was having none of it, a kid started to get out of the back of the car as the man pointed his pocket at Smithy. The pocket had a bulky outline, almost as if it contained a...gun?
'I said piss off,' he then noticed the cop standing on the other side of the road.
'Right, get in the car, you,' he pointed at Smithy, 'drive.'
The woman didn't even get a chance to open the back passenger door before Smithy pulled the car up onto the pavement and sped off past the stationary traffic. She screamed and started to run after the car. An answering scream came from the back of the car, the gunman turned around.
'Fuck,' he said, 'there's a kid.'
'Ben, Ben, what the hell's going on?'
Ben stopped trying to calm the hysterical woman down and answered, 'Mel, I just saw the guy in a car.'
'Did you get the registration then?' Mel was wondering what was taking him so long.
'I didn't, but Smithy was the driver.'
'Ok Ben, stay there, I'm coming over.' Mel quickly relayed the info to the station as she hurried across the park.