The car Jon was in stopped and the back door opened. He was grabbed by his arm and yanked out of the car. His helmet fell off and it was kicked away from both of them.
"Whats this about?" Jon asked.
"Your sergant doesnt think Im serious. I told him my demands. He didnt want to comply. I told him what would happen if he didnt comply so here we are officer..." He read Jon's name badge. "J. Baker."
"With all the cops lookin for me, you wont stand a chance. You know that right?"
"They havent found you yet."
"Its only been 20 minutes. Give it time." Jon said under his breath.
"The only way they will find you is if youre dead."
"So youre going to turn into a cop killer?"
"If I have to."
Jon was dragged into a building and was thrown onto the floor. Jon looked back up at him. "So what are your plans now?"
"You'll see."
He kicked Jon hard in the ribs and walked away. Jon was doubled over. He couldnt fight back because his hands were handcuffed behind his back.
Several patrol cars had arrived where Jon's bike was. Sgt Getraer showed up after hearing of Jon's disappearance. He approached Ponch.
"What happened?"
"Havent got a clue. I heard it over the radio Sarge."
"You shouldve been with him Ponch."
"Oh come on Sarge. I was on my way."
"You were late. Again. This would not have happened if you were on time for a change."
"Come on Sarge. Thats not fair. You dont know that."
"I do. He vanished because he was alone."
"Sometimes he rides alone and its no big deal when he does. Why is it now?"
"Because Im down an officer. Find him. And quickly."
"We're doing the best we can Sarge. Hes my partner. Of course Im worried about him too.
Meanwhile...
Jon sat up and leaned against a wall. He barely saw a little blood on the side of his cheek where he had been hit by the gun. He tried to reach for the keys to the cuffs which were in his pocket but he couldnt. The cuffs were digging into his wrists as he kept trying to get the keys. He was finally able to reach his fingers into his pocket and the keys fell out. He sighed in relief as he grabbed a hold of thr keys. Once he unlocked the cuffs, he slowly stood up. Having no idea where he was or where his captor was, he was going to play it safe.
He opened the front door and was blinded by the sun. He looked down at his wrists. They were both bleeding. His captor came around the corner and Jon took off. He heard a couple shots ring out, one of which clipped him in the ankle. He fell and tried to stand back up. But his captor got to him before he could. Jon just sighed and rose his hands. His ankle was trobbing now.
"It could have been worse officer Baker. I could have shot you in the back but I dont need that right now." He grabbed Jon by the back of the shirt and dragged him back to the building. He then locked him up in a room. Jon took off his boot and examined his ankle. He took off his uniform shirt and wrapped it around his ankle. He was left in his white T-shirt. He felt defenseless. He stood up and limped over to the door. He tried opening it only to realize it was locked from the outside.