04-24-2019, 01:07 AM
Questions chased his heels like rats. If it weren’t for the supplies he needed to retrieve from behind the house, he’d been long gone by then. Instead, like some phoenix rising from the flames of a car fire, the officer streaked a black silhouette in chase.
Ryker sighed. He wasn’t in the mood to write up an explanation for killing a random police officer in addition to the shitstorm that was smoking Boda out of his hole.
He shoved at the tiny officer’s shoulder to move around him despite the wide clearance of the yard. “Maybe I’ll see you around, officer,” he said with an foreboding smile and disappeared into the trees.
Ryker sighed. He wasn’t in the mood to write up an explanation for killing a random police officer in addition to the shitstorm that was smoking Boda out of his hole.
He shoved at the tiny officer’s shoulder to move around him despite the wide clearance of the yard. “Maybe I’ll see you around, officer,” he said with an foreboding smile and disappeared into the trees.