Chapter 6: Shades of Grey

Chinatown, Downtown L.A, 4:00PM

"Floor it, Rusty! We got to find Earle and bring him safely for interrogation!"

I floored my Nash through the traffic, with sirens blazing.

Where the fuck are you, Roy!?

As I turned around, I saw it between some parked cars: Roy's red Cadillac roadster.

"He's in the alley!"

I stopped my car, as me and Jack readied our pistols.

"Don't fire yet, Jack...we're yet to find Cole."

As I walked around the alley, the voices became louder and more clear.

"Please...Don't do this! I have a family back at home, please..."

"It's too late, asshole! You turned me into a pariah! You tried to kill me! And you got away scot free! I'm ending this, once and for all!"

It's definitely Cole's voice! I thought. And he's about to kill Roy!

As I went around the corner, I saw Cole who was about to shoot Roy, who was badly bleeding on his stomach.

"LAPD! Put the weapon down, now!"

We both aimed our pistols at him, as we talked silently to each other.

"Should I fire?"

"No, don't. I'll try to reason with him..."

I kept aiming my pistol, as Cole, in return, aimed his Thompson to Roy's head.

"Cole...You do not want to do this!"

"Yes I do. Did this motherfucker help the world as a cop?"

He said, as he turned at Roy.

"I know you're angry. That's why you committed all those murders. For almost killing you and fucking up LA! I get everything what happened. But you have to spare him, we need to take him back for procedures!"

"I'm no longer a cop, thanks to these guys! And they ruined everything. My career, my family, and almost my life! You don't know me..."

Cole's POV

September 30, 1947

A sewer somewhere in L.A

"Good bye..."

As I say my final word, the torrent of water strikes me, and I feel my body get flown back by the water.

My back rams into something hard, and I am carried down a dark and long waterway.

I try to breathe, I try to swim, but nothing can stop this destructive wave.

As I think I am about to die, I am flushed onto a familiar storm drain.

I squeeze my last drop of power and try to call help.

"Man down..."

But then, I lose consciousness...and everything. goes. black.

End of Flashback

"I'm warning you Cole, don't do this! We can pin the murders on Roy, but you have to keep him alive!"

Then...He smiles.

"Fat chance."

Before I can respond, he unloads the magazine into Roy's head, tosses the gun, and runs away.

"No...Shit! Jack, check for his life, I'll chase him down!'

I run for him, as he turns sharply right.

"Give it up, Phelps! This has gone to far!"

He jumps onto a building roof using a dumpster, as I climb up using a pipe.

I run after him, jumping from building to building.

Jesus! I think. He really was an army man!

But as I follow him, he suddenly stops. And I see why-the gap is too wide this time, with a big road waiting under, full of cars.

"Cole Phelps, You're under arrest for the murders of 4 people and the burning of 2 buildings. Put your hands up!"

He looks at me. He smiles.

Then. He. Jumps.

"No!"

I run to the edge, and I see Cole, with his arms and legs sprawled with blood running from his head.

I...It's over...Th..This...

I do not attempt to stop my tears.

"Cole...I-I'm sorry..."