I try to make a chapter as long as I can but 1000 words is about enough for me, and since this isn't one of my webcomics or my upcoming web cartoon I don't have to feel guilty if it's not perfect. I had the idea for this chapter since the last chapter was posted which was five months ago. Hope the wait was worth it.

Third Person POV

Everyone knows that an emergency vehicle was a police car or an ambulance and everyone knows the right thing to do is move lightly off the road while the vehicle is moving. A white Subaru with stickers of no Bullshit and no Texting slanted right while moving off the road as a police car zipped by the right lane on the left side.

This car was entering the neighborhood of the civilian who called the police saying he thought he saw someone enter his neighbors house looked like the persons' sketch on the news of a serial killed in disguise as a repairman. This killed liked to poison drinks and then make false calls as a fake neighbor who found his 'neighbor' had 'committed' suicide.

The officers driving to the neighborhood were Officer's Alli and Kole. Alli was a young slightly tanned woman or girl as she's sometimes called with her glossy brown hair in a ponytail, her gun always cleaned and examined in her office and then her speed tested doing it with her eyes closed, but more importantly she was formally in the navy for two years before she decided she'd rather nab culprits like they were Reese's in a plastic bowl. What she hated though was people who had ego's and carelessly steal things and when interrogated don't even have the guts to admit they did it.

Kole was a short haired man with gray hair that looked like a cinnamon bun and his lucky badge in his holster that said Police Work Is Like Music...Either Love It Or Stand Tall For It. It was time for him, turn off the siren as they entered the interception of the recalled address the anonymous tip gave them. No matter what age you are as a police officer, you know that sirens are good from the start to get somewhere fast, but when your on a manhunt for a felon the best thing to do is be quiet so they don't know you found them.

Alli kept her eyes peeled to the left of the neighborhood while Kole kept his eyes peeled to the right. It seemed the only source of light in this quaint town with parsimonious real estate agents was one working lightbulb under a roof hinge so small it couldn't fit a pole inside.

Their luck took a drastic turn when someone was still outside and jumping up a down trying to get their attention. He was a pale skin male with glasses and a trucker hat. Alli parked the car where she and Kole left together to see why the man was so kooky.

"Officers, thank my lucky stars you came when you did." He said like someone who usually doesn't talk but was trying his best to in an emergency situation. "I waited ten minutes after calling you to make sure my neighbor was still safe inside. Nothing. A lot of nothing came from inside that house."

"Thank you for your cooperation," Kole said. "Now for your own safety, please get back inside your house."

"On it. Good luck, officers."

Both officers knew one person saying their neighbor didn't answer was a good excuse to break down a persons' door, but since insurance would pay for a new one it was better they broke in then stayed out. Alli whipped out her gun faster than Client Eastwood ever could, but her reason was she had a lot of practice.

"Ma'am, if your in there please stand away from the door." Alli warned.

Alli gave her five seconds, not a sound of a scuttle to move, before she fired three spots on the hinges of the door. And then, she used her highly steel sole shoes to kick into the door thus knocking it down. When the door was down, they saw some foam on the right side past a doorway.

Alli crouched down a little and moved to the left letting Kole in who also crouched down with his gun in both hands. Alli believed this could be murder of fire extinguisher. They tell you never to try spraying someone with a fire extinguisher in real life, because there's things in a fire extinguisher that can kill you other than it being highly flammable.

Peeking through the corner of the open doorway, Alli saw a crystallized statue just standing around like a sculpted ice statue. All Alli could say was it was a horrific site because that statue was really a person killed by a fire extinguishers burning cold.

"This doesn't fit the guys MO," Alli said while trying more not to cry over the residents tragic death.

"Just remember we are not detectives, Jo," Kole said. "I already looked for this son of a bitch, and I found a very big window with evidence it's what he used to escape. Call it in."

Alli called with an immediate response from the precincts newest secretary. Alli told her where they were, who they are, and her reasons for calling-the immediate responses were if an ambulance was needed, any traumatized witnesses, and if shots were fired. Eventually she let Alli know that the police would show up. After the call was made and officers were definitely going to show up, all the two officers on scene had left to do was canvas the area in case someone was lurking around.

Alli walked with Kole to the door of the basement when something startled Alli about a picture on the wall. The face of the now deceased had a very familiar facial structure. She had this feeling she needed to check the computer database very fast of a witnesses sketch of the poisoner carelessly walking out the front. She couldn't go anywhere without Kole because partners don't have to be friends or have anything in common just keep together. Kole thought stood solemnly near the basement door with a picture in his hand.

"Alli...I don't think the tea cup poisoner was breaking into this house to poison someone."

Alli examined what he was grasping closer. And when she saw it was a picture of one of the tea cup poisoners victims with red X's over the eyes and a circle around the face, she was as flaccid as her brother was finding out his little sister was a macho marine.

"I think this was someone getting revenge against the person poisoning people in their own homes."