Sorry for it taking me such a long time to update this. Acro has been crazy lately with us going on tour and then our homeshow is this weekend (If you don't know what Acro is check out my bio). :) Anyway enjoy.
Chapter Two
Jack watched as Bruce began to work on some paperwork at his desk.
"Alright little chippy. Let's see how my brother is doing. I thinks it's about time for him to get out."
He grabbed his Smith and Wesson 9 mm from under the seat and tucked it into his waistband as he got out of the car. He crossed the street and opened the door to the station.
"Hello sir. How can I help you?" Bruce asked.
"Hi I would like to speak with your sergeant about an important matter." Jack said.
"Okay if you would wait just one minute. I'll get him."
Bruce walked to Getraer's office and told him that there was a person there to see him. They both walked back to the front office.
"Hello, what can I help you with?" Getraer said.
Jack quickly grabbed Bruce and pulled the gun from its hiding spot in its waistband. He pressed the gun against Bruce's temple.
"Listen up sergeant or your cadet isn't going to look too pretty when I'm done with him. Jack threatened.
"Okay just take it easy." Getraer said as he put his hands up.
"I want you to call all your men into one room in the station. Then I want you to lock them in there. After that you, me, and the cadet here are going to take a walk."
"Okay just let me use the intercom." Getraer walked over the the desk.
"Don't try anything, you hear. No codes just talk in normal words." Jack said.
The call went out to all the officers to go to the briefing room. He then led the way with the man following behind, the gun pressed against Bruce's side. They walked into the briefing room and waited for everyone to get in there. Once everyone had settled down and was in the room, Getraer cleared his throat. All the people in the room looked at him expectantly, wondering why he had called them all into the one room. Some of them looked a little worried. After all, the sergeant didn't normally need everyone down to the janitor for a meeting. They also wondered who the man was that was standing beside Bruce up front. They didn't have to wonder long because the man stepped up tugging Bruce along with him. He revealed his gun pressed against the cadet's side. All the officers went for their gun at their sides.
"Now, now, let's not do anything hasty," Jack said. " if any of you tries to shoot me you'll get this cadet shoot too. You don't want that do you now? Everyone bring their guns up and put them in that trash bin."
At first no one moved. Jack looked at the Sergeant.
"Do as he says." Getraer commanded.
Jack nodded with satisfaction as everyone came up and dropped their guns in the bin.
" The Sergeant, Cadet, and I are going to go for a walk while you guys sit tight in here. If you try anything, remember the cadet gets it."
Jack, Getraer, and Bruce walked out and Getraer locked the door behind him. Jack checked it out to make sure it was locked then indicated for Getraer to move in front of him.
"Okay Sergeant now it's time to get my brother out of your holding cell. Take me there. After I get out of here safely I'll let your cadet go."
Bruce and Getraer locked at each other. They realised who this guy was. It was the man who had placed the phone call in to the station earlier that day. The only problem was is they had no clue who this guys brother was.
"Who is your brother?" Getraer asked.
"Nate Hemingway, he was arrested earlier this morning for robbing that store." Jack replied.
"Nate Hemingway? He doesn't have any siblings we checked. He has no record of any brothers."
"We both changed our names from our birth name so no one could connect us. My lousy little brother get caught for petty theft. I couldn't have that connect to my name." Jack said in disgust. "Now come on let's go."
Getraer started down the hall towards the holding cells. His mind was racing. He didn't want to let the man go, but what choice did he have? It was either he didn't let Jack's brother go and his cadet and maybe more of his people pay the price and they get away anyway. He didn't want to have to tell Bobby and other families that their loved one was dead.
Bruce grimaced to himself as Jack pressed the gun into his back. He never thought that front desk duty could turn out like this. He looked at the sergeant walking in front of him. Man I can't let anything happen that would hurt the Sergeant's career. I can't just let a criminal back out onto the street either. Bruce thought. He glanced around and assessed the situation. He thought that if he turn around quickly he just might be able grab the gun and take Jack down. Bruce pretended to stumble and when Jack reached down to drag Bruce back up, he quickly reached around for the gun. Jack was able to keep ahold of it and a struggle for the gun ensued. They struggled to overpower each other. The gun fired into the ceiling. Getraer rushed to help, but was hit by the grappling men and thrown into the wall. His head slammed into the wall and he sunk down in a daze. Jack threw Bruce off of him and aimed the gun at Bruce.
"Look cadet, I wouldn't try that again," Jack said. "This is to help you remember."
Getraer watched as the gun bucked and a shot rang out. Bruce's body jerked as the bullet entered him and he fell to the ground.
No, please no! Getraer's mind screamed.