Deputy T. Junior Deputy J. Garcia
Possible Robbery Suspect
10:20 a.m.
Junior is driving. Garcia is pointing up ahead.
"We are fixing to pull over and stop a possible robbery suspect that matches the description we were given," Junior sounds off the siren quickly and Garcia rolls down his window. They pull up along side the suspect and drive slowly with him.
"Excuse me! Sir, Reno Sheriff's..."
The black man takes off and rounds a right on the corner.
"Go! Go! Go! Goddamnit. What we have hear is a runner. Individuals who run and when we catch them claim it was because, 'They scared'. Scared my ass," comments Garcia to the camera.
They screech to a holt just in time to see the suspect hop a metal fence and dash off into the forest.
Junior and Garcia bolt out and undue their holsters to get their guns. Junior hops the fence and as Garcia is about to join him, a gun shot goes off. Junior ducts slightly.
"Shit! that'll wake you," says Garcia.
Junior goes to the cruiser's back seat and gets his K9 partner. It jumps out and barks.
"Hurry!" yells Junior to Garcia.
"Here, I'll take the unit and drive around," says Garcia with his right hand outstretched.
Junior tosses Garcia the keys and Garcia races to the unit.
Possible Robbery Suspect
10:20 a.m.
Junior is driving. Garcia is pointing up ahead.
"We are fixing to pull over and stop a possible robbery suspect that matches the description we were given," Junior sounds off the siren quickly and Garcia rolls down his window. They pull up along side the suspect and drive slowly with him.
"Excuse me! Sir, Reno Sheriff's..."
The black man takes off and rounds a right on the corner.
"Go! Go! Go! Goddamnit. What we have hear is a runner. Individuals who run and when we catch them claim it was because, 'They scared'. Scared my ass," comments Garcia to the camera.
They screech to a holt just in time to see the suspect hop a metal fence and dash off into the forest.
Junior and Garcia bolt out and undue their holsters to get their guns. Junior hops the fence and as Garcia is about to join him, a gun shot goes off. Junior ducts slightly.
"Shit! that'll wake you," says Garcia.
Junior goes to the cruiser's back seat and gets his K9 partner. It jumps out and barks.
"Hurry!" yells Junior to Garcia.
"Here, I'll take the unit and drive around," says Garcia with his right hand outstretched.
Junior tosses Garcia the keys and Garcia races to the unit.