06-07-2017, 09:02 AM
The detective summoned his Mossberg 500 Cruiser and loaded it full of twelve-gauge rounds then pumped his gun to be ready.
"I'll take point." said Manny calmly ready to for action.
"Heh, that's a way to show some balls." said Sleepy grinning at Manny's response.
They entered the apartment building with their weapons armed. The place was a mess and not as clean where Manny lived. Trash littered the place, stains were on walls, wallpaper peeling, and the smell wasn't nice to come to Pardo's nose. Bass music can be heard booming through a wall from an apartment. This whole place wreaked with poorness and possibly not the best people of Coruscant. Scum was the theme of these homes. The two continued to walk in a fast toward the stairs then up it with good speed.
When they reached the third floor, yelling and crashing noise can be heard louder now. Some residents were outside of their doors, peeping where all the ruckus was coming from. They noticed the police was present on the scene which scared a few away because they were afraid things might get ugly. Both primes reached the home where the crime was happening. Before Manny could knock, gunfire and a woman's cry happened from behind the door. Without hesitation, the detective kicked the wooden door open so hard it broke the lock.
The two rushed into the small home and raised their guns up at the gunman. From their loud entrance, the beaten woman shrieked in terror. The drunken abusive husband who was Caucasian wearing a dirtied wife beater and gray jogging pants pointed his gun at the two. Manny and Sleepy could just smell the strong aroma of alcohol from the gunman.
"Goddamn pigsh, can't you shee that I'm hafing an important taulk with mah dumbass wife!" slurred the husband swaying a bit from his drunkenness.
Something caught the two policemen's attention pass the suspect, the wife held her dead fourteen-year-old son in her arms. She kept sobbing and was in shock from the incident. The son's blood covered the torso and chest of the hurt mother. Disgust and anger filled the policemen from what the abusive husband did.
BOOM!!!!
The detective's shotgun fired off, making the husband fly backward hitting the wall then slumped to the ground. Blood and guts sprayed around where the suspect was standing even leaving a trail. The husband examined the decent size hole in his stomach with a confused drunken look. Within seconds, he died having the same expression on his face but with a chilling look. Sleepy wasn't expecting his partner to make such a violent move. Hell, he was about to pull the trigger on the wicked man. The wife cried more from the gruesome site of her deceased husband.
Manny cocked his shotgun, releasing the empty shell out of his weapon. His partner holstered the Smith and Wesson revolver after the suspect was dead. The mother grasped her deceased son's body tightly from shock. Pardo walked up to the husband's body with his shotgun at ease and examined it to see if he was still alive after that shot. The gun that the husband used, laid flat on the ground next to the corpse. Sleepy came up to the woman and tried to encourage the woman to leave the apartment. He even told her to get away from here as far away as possible. Soon, she finally listened to Sleepy and walked out of the apartment carrying her dead son.
"Christ, I thought I was the only one in this job to pull off a move like that." said Sleepy to Pardo while the detective stood in front of the corpse.
"This is the only goddamn way were going to clean up this city. If that man didn't kill his son then I might have had a second thought on pulling the trigger. It's freaks like him that make me sick every day looking at and hearing that they'll sometimes get to go free. They don't even get a damn death penalty for killing someone sometimes." said Pardo resting his shotgun on his shoulder.
Sleepy's walkie began to sound off with chatter from the dispatch.
"I'll take point." said Manny calmly ready to for action.
"Heh, that's a way to show some balls." said Sleepy grinning at Manny's response.
They entered the apartment building with their weapons armed. The place was a mess and not as clean where Manny lived. Trash littered the place, stains were on walls, wallpaper peeling, and the smell wasn't nice to come to Pardo's nose. Bass music can be heard booming through a wall from an apartment. This whole place wreaked with poorness and possibly not the best people of Coruscant. Scum was the theme of these homes. The two continued to walk in a fast toward the stairs then up it with good speed.
When they reached the third floor, yelling and crashing noise can be heard louder now. Some residents were outside of their doors, peeping where all the ruckus was coming from. They noticed the police was present on the scene which scared a few away because they were afraid things might get ugly. Both primes reached the home where the crime was happening. Before Manny could knock, gunfire and a woman's cry happened from behind the door. Without hesitation, the detective kicked the wooden door open so hard it broke the lock.
The two rushed into the small home and raised their guns up at the gunman. From their loud entrance, the beaten woman shrieked in terror. The drunken abusive husband who was Caucasian wearing a dirtied wife beater and gray jogging pants pointed his gun at the two. Manny and Sleepy could just smell the strong aroma of alcohol from the gunman.
"Goddamn pigsh, can't you shee that I'm hafing an important taulk with mah dumbass wife!" slurred the husband swaying a bit from his drunkenness.
Something caught the two policemen's attention pass the suspect, the wife held her dead fourteen-year-old son in her arms. She kept sobbing and was in shock from the incident. The son's blood covered the torso and chest of the hurt mother. Disgust and anger filled the policemen from what the abusive husband did.
BOOM!!!!
The detective's shotgun fired off, making the husband fly backward hitting the wall then slumped to the ground. Blood and guts sprayed around where the suspect was standing even leaving a trail. The husband examined the decent size hole in his stomach with a confused drunken look. Within seconds, he died having the same expression on his face but with a chilling look. Sleepy wasn't expecting his partner to make such a violent move. Hell, he was about to pull the trigger on the wicked man. The wife cried more from the gruesome site of her deceased husband.
Manny cocked his shotgun, releasing the empty shell out of his weapon. His partner holstered the Smith and Wesson revolver after the suspect was dead. The mother grasped her deceased son's body tightly from shock. Pardo walked up to the husband's body with his shotgun at ease and examined it to see if he was still alive after that shot. The gun that the husband used, laid flat on the ground next to the corpse. Sleepy came up to the woman and tried to encourage the woman to leave the apartment. He even told her to get away from here as far away as possible. Soon, she finally listened to Sleepy and walked out of the apartment carrying her dead son.
"Christ, I thought I was the only one in this job to pull off a move like that." said Sleepy to Pardo while the detective stood in front of the corpse.
"This is the only goddamn way were going to clean up this city. If that man didn't kill his son then I might have had a second thought on pulling the trigger. It's freaks like him that make me sick every day looking at and hearing that they'll sometimes get to go free. They don't even get a damn death penalty for killing someone sometimes." said Pardo resting his shotgun on his shoulder.
Sleepy's walkie began to sound off with chatter from the dispatch.
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