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Free Use 3: Taking The Lady Cop
Nikita Storm
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Belletristik / Gegenwartsliteratur (ab 1945)
Beschreibung
I was having a bad day. My girlfriend dumped me, my dog was sick and now my boss called me in for an emergency meeting.
Fuck that shit!
I needed an escape. A release. I needed to run away to The Bahamas, plop my ass in a lounge chair by the beach and relax until I fell asleep.
But I couldn't.
I had - that dreaded word - responsibilities.
I didn't want responsibilities. I didn't sign up for this.
Speeding along the freeway, mumbling to myself about all the things I wanted to do to my boss right then, I didn't even notice the flashing blue and red lights.
Not until something aggressively rammed into my bumper.
"What the hell?" I yelled and turned the radio down. "What the ever living --" Then I saw it. The angry red and blue flashing lights of doom.
This was it! This was my chance.
I slammed on the brakes, nearly causing the police cruiser to ram into me. Squealing tires, hot smoke, lots of shouting.
Then, the officer - and her 9mm - in my face.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing? You could've gotten us both killed! I oughta shoot you right here and right now for that. Now get the fuck out of the car with your hands up!"
