Despite Kelly's deepest fears, she followed Kris and Sabrina as they
calmly approached the suspect. They were pretending to be interested in
the car that he was trying to sell, and asked as many questions as it would
take to make him feel more at ease. Once they sensed that he was, Kris
brought up the money issue, stating that they wouldn't be able to pay him
until after their next job. This interested the suspect, and he began to
pry them for more details. They were careful to not lead him too much, to
guarantee that a judge wouldn't rule that they tricked him into a
confession. It wasn't long, however, before he asked them if they would be
interested in a deal, one that would help them out. Naturally, they said
ok to it, and he began to go through the details. He would help them with
their "job", as he still referred to it, if they would help him with one of
his. In return, they would get the car, at not charge. He frequently
referred to himself as an expert at this certain "job" and although that
would help, they needed a flat out confession, so unsurely, Kelly took over
the conversation and began to push the limit.
"Say we agree to this, how do we know we are all talking about the same thing." Kelly asked him, hoping that she wouldn't tip him off.
"Because unless you're a bunch of wimpy cops, then why wouldn't we be." he responded. Just the fact that he made that comment worried Kris and Sabrina, although not as much as it worried Kelly.
"I guess we have a problem then, because we don't do deals with out being sure that we're getting exactly what we want." Kelly stated, praying that she wasn't pushing to far and pissing him off.
Although she could tell that he was getting suspicious of them, her plan worked and he sputtered out the word robbery for them. They had gotten what they wanted, a verbal confession, now all they needed to do was gain control of the situation, mostly by making sure he wasn't armed. So as Sabrina signaled for Bosley to call the police to the scene, Kris and Kelly both placed their hands on their weapons to be sure that they would be ready for whatever happened next. Within seconds, Bosley had gotten out of the car with his gun drawn and pointed at the suspect. Kris, Kelly and Sabrina all did the same, but that did not keep the man from running in the opposite direction. As he ran, the angels and Bosley followed suit, except he had turned so many corners and crossed through so many yards that by the time he was out of breath, it was only Kelly who was still behind him.
There they were, Kelly and the suspect, trapped in an alley, alone. Kelly's gun was still drawn, and she was trying her hardest to keep it pointed at him but her eyes kept wandering to his hands, which at the time were rested on his knees as he struggled to breathe. Short breaths however, wouldn't keep him from drawing his own weapon from his sock, a gun very similar to hers, and pointing it at her.
From down the road where Kris and Sabrina were desperately searching for them, they heard a gunshot and scream, very similar to Kelly's, break the silence that had laid upon them. Someone had been shot, and in order to find out whom, they would have to find Kelly.
"Say we agree to this, how do we know we are all talking about the same thing." Kelly asked him, hoping that she wouldn't tip him off.
"Because unless you're a bunch of wimpy cops, then why wouldn't we be." he responded. Just the fact that he made that comment worried Kris and Sabrina, although not as much as it worried Kelly.
"I guess we have a problem then, because we don't do deals with out being sure that we're getting exactly what we want." Kelly stated, praying that she wasn't pushing to far and pissing him off.
Although she could tell that he was getting suspicious of them, her plan worked and he sputtered out the word robbery for them. They had gotten what they wanted, a verbal confession, now all they needed to do was gain control of the situation, mostly by making sure he wasn't armed. So as Sabrina signaled for Bosley to call the police to the scene, Kris and Kelly both placed their hands on their weapons to be sure that they would be ready for whatever happened next. Within seconds, Bosley had gotten out of the car with his gun drawn and pointed at the suspect. Kris, Kelly and Sabrina all did the same, but that did not keep the man from running in the opposite direction. As he ran, the angels and Bosley followed suit, except he had turned so many corners and crossed through so many yards that by the time he was out of breath, it was only Kelly who was still behind him.
There they were, Kelly and the suspect, trapped in an alley, alone. Kelly's gun was still drawn, and she was trying her hardest to keep it pointed at him but her eyes kept wandering to his hands, which at the time were rested on his knees as he struggled to breathe. Short breaths however, wouldn't keep him from drawing his own weapon from his sock, a gun very similar to hers, and pointing it at her.
From down the road where Kris and Sabrina were desperately searching for them, they heard a gunshot and scream, very similar to Kelly's, break the silence that had laid upon them. Someone had been shot, and in order to find out whom, they would have to find Kelly.
