Detective Comics #3:

GCPD: CASH GRAB PART 3

Written by: Jake Bat

Bullock walks into the interrogation room quickly but then suddenly stops. This quickly gets Lambert's attention.

Bullock: Oh Lambert, didn't you just screwed up?

Lambert stays quiet.

Bullock: I mean you already screwed up when you tried to flee from my guys. But then you screwed up even more when you hit an elderly woman! And then we find the counterfeiting equipment in your van? Shit man, that's the next 30 years in Stonegate already.

Lambert: What do you mean counterfieiting? I didn't do no counterfeiting! Besides, it ain't my fault that old lady getting kilt.

Bullock: We mean counterfeiting by the fact we found $500,000 in fake bills in your van.

Lambert: I like how you didn't address the old lady thing.

Bullock seeths with rage. All he wants to do is pull off the bandages off Lambert's head and hit his head against the table until his head is nothing. However, he holds off.

Lambert: So are you gunnuh charge me? If not I want my lawyer.

Bullock takes a breather for 5 seconds.

Bullock: Okay I will get you a lawyer and as you know if you want a lawyer then that means you are released…..

Lambert then gets a bit curious at this.

If they got me for killing dat old lady then how come they ain't charging me? He thinks.

Bullock: We'll just let you go out to the world. A world of vengeful cops….

Lambert: What!?

Bullock: Well yeah. Those two guys you were fleeing from are taking a lot of heat for this and well there pretty popular guys. Not to mention the old lady was a former sergeant here.

At this time Commissioner Gordon, Montoya, and Stacy are watching.

Gordon: The woman was a former sergeant?

Stacy: No not what I found. Miss Kurtz was a former laundry mat owner.

Montoya smiles.

Montoya: But Lambert doesn't know that.

Back in the interrogation room Lambert gets nervous.

Bullock: So yeah if you want all the city's police on your back…..it's not my problem. That is if they're the ones who get you first.

Lambert: What do you mean?

Bullock: Common we both know what happened to Mark Greenberg, the poor guy you took a few collars with. The guys you two were both working for killed him.

Lambert: I don't know anyting bout dat.

Bullock: Oh okay then.

Bullock then uses his hand (which is under the table) to signal Montoya watching to bring the Greenberg Murder Case file in.

Montoya comes in with the case file and drops it on the table. Though she drops it where a photo of Greenberg's body with some bullets in him comes out right in front of Lambert.

Lambert sees and is disgusted.

Lambert: D-d-damn.

He begins to shake.

Bullock: They'll be doing that to you next. Unless you tell us who is running the operation. And where.

Lambert: Ah

Bullock: Wait! Wait! Wait! I'm sorry you wanted a lawyer meaning you can be set free. Well goodbye mister George Lambert it was nice knowing you.

Lambert: No! I don't want a lawyer! I turn down mah rights to uh lawyer!

Montoya: You said not me.

Lambert: Alright, the leader of the business is some gang from Metropolis. I think Morgan Edge or something.

Montoya: Morgan Edge? The businessman?

Lambert: Yeah, the place where it's happening is near duh borduh between Metropolis and Gotham. It's a big place.

Bullock: Care to be more specific?

Lambert: Um it's at least a mile away and near the Gotham Hills. Near the abandoned warehouses.

Montoya: Can you tell us what you and Greenberg did in this?

Lambert: I was just muscle and transport, Markus was supposed to find places we can hold the money and help us make it. But I wasn't the guy who whacked him. That was some other guy I swear!

Bullock: How many other guys are in on this?

Lambert: Um…not including me and Markus….or Morgan or the hit-man guy…..at least four. Often just for manufacturing. Though they not anymore. They thought Markus was took risky getting too drunk and bragging about duh cash. Now there hoping to relocate and get out of Gotham. Dat's why I was loading stuff up in mah van.

Bullock: Alright, thanks.

Bullock then tosses a notepad out of his jacket along with a pen.

Bullock: Write that down.

Bullock and Montoya then leave the room to talk to Gordon who turns to Stacy.

Gordon: Stacy care to call the DA? Also contact Lieutenant Hennelly of the Quick Response Team.

Stacy: Yes Commissioner.

Stacy leaves as Gordon turns back to Bullock and Montoya.

Gordon: Alright, this is good. So were going to charge Lambert with murder and we're going to hit this place.

Bullock: Yeah Jimbo. Like I said nothing to worry about.

Gordon: Except for Jon and Allen. Harvey you got to talk to them.

Bullock: Where are they?

Gordon: In the locker room.

Bullock walks towards the locker room where he overhears Merkel and Allen talking.

Merkel: HEY LISTEN DON'T YOU THINK I FEEL BAD ABOUT THIS!?

Allen: MAYBE YOU SHOULD'VE GONE FASTER!

Bullock then rushes in.

Merkel: I COULD'VE HIT SOMEONE!

Allen: YEAH WELL GEUSS WHAT LAMBERT DID THAT FOR YOU!

Bullock: HEY! ENOUGH!

Everyone goes silent and takes a breath.

Bullock (slightly calmer): Now what the hell is happening here?

Merkel: Allen blames me for that woman getting hit.

Bullock quickly turns to Allen.

Allen: If he'd gone faster…

Bullock cuts him off.

Bullock: Hey listen both of you! Lambert just gave up the name of his boss and his crew and where there at. We're going to be raiding the pace tonight. Now listen, I don't care who did what. We all feel horrible about this. So how about instead of fighting each other why not you fight the guy whose operation caused this entire thing? Huh? Huh!? Allen come with me.

Bullock and Allen walk out of the locker room leaving Merkel. However, Bullock steps his foot in the door making it so Merkel can hear everything but also making it so Allen can peek in and see Merkel.

Bullock: Now Allen you and I have had our…disagreements. But listen (whispering): look at Merkel.

Allen tips his head slightly in the locker room and sees Merkel trying to wipe away small tears from his eyes.

Bullock: Now listen to me. The way Lambert was going he was going to hit anyone no matter what. And I know you hate him for that. But like I said. Don't fight Merkel, fight the son of a bitch who runs this operation. Got it?

Allen (calm, in a low voice): Yeah I got it.

Bullock: Good, we should do the raid about in a few hours after we get the warrant.

Allen: Alright.

As Bullock walks away Allen goes back into the locker room.

Allen: Hey Jon. Sorry for what I said.

Merkel: It's alright.

Allen: No it's not. It was wrong for me to say that. Now listen were going to bust the asshole whose in charge. Care to join me? Partner?

Merkel slightly smiles.

Merkel: Sure Allen.

Allen: Call me Partner.

Merkel: Alright Allen Partner.

Allen chuckles.

Later that night after the one honest judge in Gotham sealed the warrant, the Gotham PD's Major Case Unit, Quick Response Team and a dozen other officers join up to surround the place. They have a large vehicle come in. It's used to both break down the place with a large door-breaking block on its front with large tank-like treads under two rows of seats for Gotham's Finest in a box-like container.

While inside, Morgan Edge watches as his business is being shut down so they can move the product.

Lt. Hennelly (whispering to Bullock): 3….2….1

Lt. Hennelly (yelling): CHARGE!

The vehicle crashes through the factory with Bullock, Montoya and Gordon going in on its sides. This time there all armed with shotguns in case of a gunfight.

As they go in Morgan Edge, who was standing above the equipment on a second-level walk flees with a large burly man in a leather jacket at his side, probably his bodyguard.

While they flee one of the three guys on the bottom takes out a pistol and begins firing at the officers. It nearly hits one officer but Montoya manages to fire a shot he just dodges. As she cocks his gun and aims it right back at him he drops his weapon before she or any other officer can shoot.

As QRT members and beat coppers allowed to come rush up to the workers searching them and arresting them Edge and his bodyguard are getting away. So Bullock rushes up a flight of stairs to chase them.

Bullock (yelling): Edge! Edge! Stop!

The burly man then turns around and fires a shot at Bullock who fires back hitting the goon in his shoulder. He and Montoya who just caught up with him go up to him disarming him and putting him under arrest as he cries like a baby due to his wound.

Montoya: Hey check it. A Smith and Wesson 38 and just to think St. Thomas just texted me that was the same caliber bullet that killed Greenberg.

As the thug cries Bullock takes amusement in this.

Bullock: Aw what's wrong? Yah want a bottle or ya mommy?

Montoya: Hey Bullock should've you be catching Edge?

Bullock: Oh I got that covered.

Montoya: Did Gordon call Batman?

Bullock: Nope, but I called better.

As Edge runs out the factory he meets his way to a nice fast car he had parked outside. As he runs out of the factory though he feels a gun to his head.

Allen: Oh please give me the reason. Please put your hand in your jacket so I can say you were going for a weapon so I can shoot you.

Merkel: Yeah please do.

Merkel then pushes Edge to the dirt where he searches him before putting the cuffs on him.

Merkel: Morgan Edge you are under arrest for Racketeering, Counterfeiting, Fleeing from Police, and Felony Murder!

Allen: Probably First Degree too after us find out which one of your boys shot Greenberg.

Merkel (excited): You have the right to remain silent anything you say can and will be used against in a court of law! You have the right to an attorney if you cannot afford one, one will be represented to you by law!

He then thrusts him up from the ground.

Merkel: Well better take him to the patrol car Allen oops!

Merkel pretends to slip but stops at the last second but allows Edge to fall in the mud while Allen laughs.

Allen: Good one Partner. Good one.

THE END