"Good Job, Thunder Brick." The Chief Congradulated Me With The NickName I'd Aqquired During A Joint Raid With The DEA. Do To The Fact That I'd Prematurely Entered The Building And Neutralized Twenty-Three Hostiles With My Shotgun And, Yes, A Brick.

He Was Congratulating Me However For Our Joint Op We'd Just Finished With The FBI Where I'd Succesfully Arrested Thirty-Four Pedophiles, "Thank You, Sir" I Replied As I Lit A Joint I'd Rolled Earlier. "Still On That Stuff?" The Chief Asked Me. "Yes, Sir. Helps Me Calm My Nerves After A Shootout." Three Of Which Had Pulled Guns. "Son, A Lesson You Still Need To Learn Is That I Asked A Yes/No Question. Answer It As So." He Replied. "Yes, Sir" I Confirmed That I Understood. "Go Home, Get Some Rest, We Have Another Busy Day Tomorrow" He Ordered. "Yes Sir." I Said As I Got Up To Walk Away. "Oh And Don't Forget This." He Said As He Handed Me My New 'Under Drawer' Gun Safe I Had To Mount In My Sleeping Quarters As I Do Have To Share A Residence With My Sqaud, Something Else I'd Been Awarded In That DEA Raid. "Alright, Good Night, Sir." I Said As I Started My Humvee, Desert Sand Tan, And Drove To The Residence.

"Another Day? More Criminals To Arrest." I Said To Myself As I Turned Off My Alarm. I Ussually Get Up At Five-Thirty But Today I Was Getting Up At Five So I Could Install The Gun Safe Before My Morning Run. I Got Out Of Bed And Quiclky Doned My Fatiges And Not Forgetting My .40 Sig Sauer Pistol. I Moved Toward The Utility Closet And Grabbed The Drill And Other Necessary Tools To Install The Safe. I Jogged Back To My Room And Began Installing The Safe Even Tho It Required Only Some Wood Glue, I Wanted To Make Sure It Was Secure.

I Pulled Out My Cellphone And Called Louie To Wake Him Up It Was His turn To Go Get Breakfast For Everybody And Have It Ready For Everyone After Our Daily Run. Lucky S.O.B. Got To Skip The Run To Get Food.

"Hey Man Get Some Stuff From Taco Blues On Fifth." I Said Over The Phone. "Alright, Captain" He Said As I Heard Him Getting Up And Getting Dressed.

"Alright Back To This" I Said To My Self As I Finished Installing The Safe.

When I Finished I Ran Down the Hall Banging On Doors. "Alright Everybody. Morning Run In Five Minutes!" I Said As I Grabbed My Gatorade From The Fridge, And Began My Morning Stretches. They All Gathered In The Living Room Having Doned Their Fatigues And Selected Side Arms. "Allright Let's Go." I Said As We Headed Out The Door.

The Daily Five Mile Run Was Un-Eventful But Gave Me Time To Think About What Was Next For Me. Being An Ex-Marine Who Was Very Honorable Dis-Charged I Could Always Go Back. But I Also Was Contemplating A Family. Maybe Even My Own Hunting Lodge….

My Thoughts Were Cut Short As I Heard A Shrill Scream Coming From Inside The Federal Bank Across The Street, Being Eight In The Morning Everything Was Just Beginning To Open. A Man With An Ak-47 Was Waving A Duffel Bag Around Inside.

"Johnson, Front And Center!" I Yelled Over My Men. "Yes, Sir?" He Asked When He Finally Reached My Position By The Telphone Pole. "Grab A Taxi And Get The Entry Truck From The Garage At The Operations HQ." I Told Him To Do So We Could Hopefully End This Peacfully. "Yes, Sir" He Said As He Ran Towards The Nearest Street.

I Drew My Sig And Called Inside The Bank. "You Cops Need To Stay Back Or I'll Shoot A Hostage." And He Hung Up. "Talben, Come Here." I Said Over The Walkie Talkie Component In Our Phones. "Yes, Sir?" He Asked. "Keep An Eye On Those Windows And Monitor The Phone Line, When The Locals Arrive Hand Over Operational Command To Them." I Ordered. "Yes, Sir." That's When Johnson Pulled Up In The MRAP Truck. "Move Safely To The Truck. Suit-up For A Knock Knock." I Ordered Over The Talkie Phones. A Knock Knock Being I Wanted To Blow This Fuckers Brains Out. But Where The Hell Were The Locals?

This Was About To Get Messy.