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Chapter 8 He Gets the Gang
Kyle hurried to the elevator. Tonight, he was going to do his job right, and get to work. On the way, he passed the Chief, who had stopped to ask if Carmelita would take a little vacation. Her answer had of course, been "Crime doesn't take a vacation, so neither do I."
The Chief saw Kyle coming and started walking toward him. "Great, a lecture." thought Kyle. "Rivers, I guess you finally read the file?"
"Yes, Chief, and I'm in a hurry."
"That's the spirit." The Chief said with a rare smile crept across his face as Kyle almost ran to the elevator.
While in the elevator, Kyle loaded ammunition into his shock pistol. At the first floor, he holstered it and ran to his squad car.
The four square block area was in his old neighborhood. He hadn't visited it since his mother died when he was 18. He still knew it better than the back of his hand. He knew every nook, cranny, and alleyway. There was no place this gang could get away from him here.
He also knew which building was the best to get a view of what was going on in any one of the alleys. It was a surprise even to him that he still knew this place, every bit of it. He decided he should take the fire escape, more detective-like than an elevator.
He made his way up quickly, wanting to make sure he didn't miss anything. He could wait there all day, if he had to.
Luckily for him, that was not the case. When he got to the rooftop, he immediately noticed seven men below him. They all wore black pants, very tattered black pants, and a white shirt with a black hand-shaped mark on it. Six of them were wolves, and the last was a coyote. "They made this way to easy." Kyle thought. They all had their attention on one little rabbit- fellow, who appeared to be begging for mercy.
"I know I owe you drug money, but I don't have it. If I did, I would pay you." He begged. "Please, don't hurt me. I will pay you back as soon as I can."
"All right" the coyote said, standing up. "You know what, we'll only rough you up a little bit, and you'll give us what you got. Ok?" he was smiling a very malicious smile.
"O-O-Ok" the rabbit stuttered.
"John, Bill, give him a little reminder of how we do our business." The coyote ordered two of the wolves.
This, as he saw it, was Kyle's chance. He stood up and fired a round of shock bullets (whatever you call them, anyway) at the gang below. The rabbit fled down one way, two of the wolves ran in opposite directions, and the coyote took the last lane out. Four of the gang were caught in the rapid fire, and stunned before they could go anywhere.
The building Kyle had been on was a fairly short one, so he decided the best way down the place was jumping. His landing was pretty good, until he stumbled and ran head on into a trash can. "Damn it" he cursed as he got up. The jump hadn't taken long, so one of the wolves was still in sight. He shot at him and missed, but managed to hit a trash can and trip him. He fired again and hit him dead on. He could handcuff them later, right now he needed to get that wolf and coyote! He ran after the wolf, which was around the corner, waiting with a lead pipe.
Kyle dodged the swing and tried to shoot him with the shock pistol, but it was empty. "I should have brought more ammunition." Kyle thought as he dodged another swing and punched his offender in the face. The other wolf threw down the pipe, and tackled Kyle into the wall. Kyle kneed him in the stomach, causing him to stagger back. Kyle then rammed his opponent's head into the wall of the alley. He didn't want to deal with this guy when he woke up, so he handcuffed him.
Kyle went running around the alley so he could catch the coyote in his run. There was only one way out where the coyote was facing, and Kyle knew the fastest way to get there. He ran around just in time to catch the coyote running out of the alleyway. Kyle ran and tackled him, knocking them both to the ground. They both got up and started trading blows. Kyle finally got a good punch in and managed to cause his enemy to stagger back and charge him. Kyle ducked, grabbed the coyote's shirt, and threw him Superman style into a trash can.
He handcuffed the coyote, and who should drop by but the wolf from earlier. He head butted Kyle in the back, knocking him to the ground. There, he mercilessly started kicking Kyle, mostly to the ribs. Kyle grabbed a broom someone had thrown out and beat the wolf in the stomach with it. This held him off long enough for Kyle to stand, and break the broom on his enemy's head. His opponent fell to the ground.
Kyle would have liked to stay and catch his breath, but the other members of the now disarmed gang could awaken at any moment. He dragged the two unconscious criminals to where the first four he downed were. They were still there, unconscious. "Thank God" thought Kyle.
He quickly handcuffed the first four and went off to find the last wolf. He was still unconscious, but regaining his senses. Kyle handcuffed him, and brought him over to the other members of the gang.
Kyle decided to sit for a moment, and wipe the sweat from his brow. His ribs were in agony, no doubt he broke at least one, and his head was spinning from a few blows to it and all the running he had done.
The last wolf he had shot with his shock gun was waking up. Kyle put on a grin. "Hello, sunshine." he mocked.
"You got me, but the others will get you for this." replied the wolf weakly.
"Oh, I don't think I have to worry about them. You should look before you say anything."
The wolf was shocked to see everyone, especially the coyote, in handcuffs around him. But he smiled a devious smile. "You forgot about Frank." He stated.
"Who's Frank?" asked Kyle, to be answered with a shot to the head from that lead pipe the on wolf wielded earlier.
Kyle fell to the ground, unconscious, and behind him stood the rabbit from earlier. "I owe you nothing anymore." He said.
"Yes, that was obvious, just get his keys before he's … awake."
Frank turned around to look into the eyes of a snarling, very angry, Detective Rivers. He squeaked in fear as Kyle grabbed him and slammed into the brick wall he had his back against. Kyle then threw him at the wolf he had been talking to earlier. Both were knocked unconscious on impact. Kyle sat down and felt the back of his head. Blood, unfortunately, that meant he would need more than a little first aid.
He leaned his head (even though it hurt, immensely) back against the brick wall. It was about time he radioed in for a little back-up.
"Chief" he said into his radio.
The answering voice was not the Chief's but Carmelita's.
"Hello, Detective Rivers. The Chief is not in at the moment, so what do you want?" she asked, with a hint of fury in the last phrase.
Kyle couldn't help it. He asked "Isn't it supposed to be 'leave a message after the beep?" quite childishly.
"Say that again, and you'll be in a coma." Carmelita threatened at him.
"I think I'm already pretty much there, so send back-up." And he passed out against the wall.
See, Kyle's not so bad. Reviews anyone?