Reg then rushed outside and ran after the police car. It was scorching hot outside, and he was sweating miserably.
After what had seemed like ten minutes, Reg finally reached the jail. He bursted open the doors, and panted for a second.
Two fish were at the Jail desk. They stared at Reg like he was a criminal.
"Where is The Strangler?" Reg asked.
"Solitude Confinment," said one of the fish.
"Oh," Reg said. "I have bail money."
"Really?" asked the other fish.
"Yes."
"Follow us."
The two fish led Reg to TTS' jail cell, where he found Smitty crying inside his bony hands.
Reg then looked through the door, and found TTS laying on the ground. Smitty gave him a piece of parchment. It read:
Dear Friends and/or Family,
If you are reading this, then I am probably already dead. I've commited suicide (.. .----. -- .- .-.. .. ...- .) because of the secret crush I've had. I'm sorry.
From,
TTS
Reg then stared at the note. He then had tears come down his eyes. "It's over," he cried.
To Be Continued.
