Chapter 9"And to think we got away with it." I say dragging myself out of the wrecked SUV that is on it's roof.
I look to my left and see Clawhouser out cold with bleeding from a cut to his head. In the passenger seat, while Wolford is struggling with his seat belt.
"Didn't the airbag go off?" I ask in a low voice.
"No! Damn stupid rental!" Wolford says as he cuts himself loose.
He leans over and cuts Clawhouser's seat belt off while I pry the door open.
"How much of a lead did we have?" I ask.
"Not a large one." Wolford replies as he finally gets through Clawhouser's belt.
He helps me drag Clawhouser out of the SUV as I begin to hear the sirens.
"Shit. We're out of time." I say looking over the vehicle.
Half an hour earlier.
"That was easy." Clawhouser said as he took off his balaclava.
Wolford took off his balaclava while merging onto the freeway.
"Don't jynx us." I say after I took my balaclava off.
Almost as soon as I said that I see the lights of a police motorcycle behind us.
"Shit, you speeding?" I asked.
"Look like I'm doing... Shit I'm going 75." He said.
"Pull over, it's only a ticket."
Wolford pulls over and stops the vehicle, but keeps it idle because we made our way to Tundra Town.
I tuck the balaclavas under the seat, and we all clip our guns to our holsters.
"Where's the Mauser?" Clawhouser whispers.
"It's in the back... Shit I took it out of the case." Wolford replies.
I slowly turn my head to see the rifle sitting next to it's case, and the motor cop is making its way to the vehicle.
"Hello gentlemen, I'm Trooper Laurence with the ZHP, do you know why I have pulled you over?" The tigress asked.
"Speed?" Wolford replied thankful it wasn't one of their fellow ZPD officers.
"Yes you were goi..." She began before her radio lit up. "One second." She stepped back to the back of the SUV to talk on her radio.
I open my window a crack to hear what she is saying.
"How many 10-32s?... Three. In a... Silver SUV... I'm going to need backup immediately. She says as she looks in the back.
I know she is about to draw her tranquilizer so I do what any insane criminal would do.
I opened my door and aimed my Hi-Power at her.
"HE..." She begins before I raise my paw in a 'Zip It' motion.
"Hand me the radio." I say quietly.
She hands me the radio and I drop it and crush it under my foot.
"Gun, and tranquilizer."
She complies and I pass them to Clawhouser, who unloads them and throws them out the passenger window.
I then shoot the tires of her bike before getting in the SUV as Wolford floors it.
"That was extremely shit timing!" Wolford says as a police Charger appears in the rear view mirror.
"Panic button." Clawhouser says.
"Just drive." I say firing two shots trying to hit the Chargers tires.
I miss both shots, hitting the asphalt both times.
We continue down the highway at about 88 but we can't shake the Charger who has since been joined by other Cruisers.
"Exit." I say and Wolford takes a hard right shaking three or four cars that missed the exit.
We continue making sudden turns and speeding up when out of sight until we enter into Savannah Square. When I take a random shot at the lead car and somehow hit the tire.
The car spins out and blocks the path of the rest, giving us the precious seconds we need to escape.
We then a corner and floor it down the twisty residential street.
Wolford rounds a corner and we see a horrific sight. A group of cubs decided to play a game of road hockey around a blind corner.
Wolford, not wanting to hit a child, swerved onto the sidewalk, but lost control. Going about 50, we slammed into a low wall, with the SUV's momentum making it flip head over heels and land on its roof.
Now.
"He's out cold and will need a doctor." Wolford says giving him a look over.
I see a few of the cubs approaching the SUV.
"GO HOME KIDS!" I yell.
The cubs scatter taking their hockey sticks with them.
I see a Tahoe fly around the corner and two officers get out with rifles.
"Shit we need to go." I say
Wolford scans the area and points behind us.
"Storm Sewer, 30 feet." He says
"Make a run for it. No shooting."I say grabbing Clawhouser's other arm.
We make a mad dash for the sewer and duck inside it.
"I have an idea." I say. "Got a way to contact Grim?"
"Yep." Wolford says.
"Call him."
Wolford calls Grim while I wait for an officer to approach.
I peak around the corner and see a young hare approaching the sewer.
"Fucking cannon fodder." I mumble.
"Nurse to him and give me the phone."
Wolford hands me the phone and takes some gauze out of his back pocket.
"Hey grim?"
"Yes?"
"I need Clawhouser and Wolford to have their badges, the officer that rounds the corner to see three mammals running around a corner deeper in the sewer, give me a black eye, and three fishing rods, some worms and a couple fish."
"Can do." Grim says before the line goes dead.
Three fishing rods appear scattered around us, with a container of worms next to a cooler with four fish on ice in it. Surrounded by three folding camp chairs.
I suddenly feel a burning sensation in my left eye, and I put my hands to my face, screaming in true, real pain.
Three officers round the corner guns drawn yelling "ZPD Hands up."
Instead of three armed criminals, they find two off duty ZPD officers, and their buddy who just so happened to be fishing in the same storm sewer the the criminals ran into.
"What happened here?!" The highest ranking officer asks after seeing Wolford and Clawhouser's badges.
The two on duty officers begin to tend to Clawhouser as Wolford explains a bull shit story.
"We are sitting here, fishing and minding our own business, when we here a crash. I assumed it was the cubs accidentally breaking a window, but all of a sudden, two guys come around the corner, dragging a third guy. They drop their buddy, one guy sucker punches Brandon, another Pistol whips Clawhouser, and then one points his gun at me while the other drags their buddy into the sewer. The guy then follows his buddy when he hears you coming."
One of the officers tending to Clawhouser stands up and says that he just has a cut and a mild concussion, and proceeds to check on my eye.
"Ooooo... That's gotta hurt." He says when I move my hand away from my face.
"Ya think?" I snap back at him.
I then black out from the pain.
I wake up sitting in a hospital bed with Wolford and Cameron Sitting next to me.
"Phew, Your last words won't be 'Ya think?'" Cameron says.