Chapter 10: Cop Song
It was just another call, another robbery, another day. My partner and I were en route to the downtown bank, a man going by the name of Toothpick was robbing it.
"How's he robbing it now?" my partner, Monica, asked.
"Same way as before, at gunpoint." I said.
"The boss told me that if we don't stop failing these missions, we're going to be released."
"I know, he said the same thing to me." It had been 6 months since I was fired from Interpol, after a long chain of failed missions worldwide. There was just so much evil in the world, it couldn't be contained by Interpol. After I was fired, the Interpol chief told me that he had talked to the chief at the Paris police and managed to get me a position there. I decided to accept.
My partner and I drove in front of the bank right as Toothpick was getting out with his load of money. My partner and I got out of the car and held our guns up to Toothpick.
"Freeze Toothpick." I yelled. Toothpick turned around, dropped the sack of money, and pulled out his guns. Monica and I ducked behind the police car. Toothpick and I were in a full fledged firefight, while Monica called for backup. The fight felt as long as ever. Monica finished her call and helped me try and take down Toothpick. I reloaded my gun and got up to shoot Toothpick, but he was quicker.
I heard his gun fire.
I heard the bullet whistling through the air.
I saw nothing.