Chapter 257

THE LAUREL SPRINGS EMERGENCY RESPONSE TEAM - ARCHER

Archer

“Heading onto main and hopping the fence. I’m sending Rambo over. If anyone can meet over there, do so ASAP!”

The inflection in Ransom’s voice over the radio causes my heart to pump faster. The adrenaline I’ve come to recognize flows through my veins at a high rate of speed, almost as quickly as I drove my patrol car to get here. Tapping my radio, I answer, “almost there.”

As I come around the corner, there the suspect is. “Hands up.” It’s a direction, not a question. He glances at me, then at Rambo, before turning around and attempting to scale the next fence.

Rambo barks wildly, running at full-speed to where he is and grabbing him by the leg.

“Get him off me, ” the runner screams.

Hopping onto the fence to try and bring him down, I get jostled. A stinging sensation starts at my eyebrow and the feeling of blood is immediate. “Son of a bitch.”