From the sound of her voice, I could
tell she was lying.
I watched her intently from behind my
dark shades trying my best to spook her.
She kept on explaining as I focused on
the emotions spewing from every sound she made.
‘Desperation’, ‘anger’, ‘fear’,
'confusion'
No Scratch that ... It was something
else ... Something I couldn't place my hands on but I could bet my last dime
she was hiding something.
The way she shifted her weight
unconsciously where she sat, the way she struggled with her words catching her
breath every now and then as if heaving a sigh of relief
She was actually doing a pretty good
job with all the theatrics .If only she knew I couldn't actually see her.
The door opened and detective O’Connor
entered the room.
"How's it going john?", he
clipped.
I smiled and said as calmly as I could,
“she’s lying”.
The lady sprung up knocking back her
chair.
I could tell she was angry... O’Connor
reaches for his gun almost immediately.
"Get on the ground now”, I heard O’Connor
speak with authority.
I remained seated trying my best not
to look alarmed.
"Ma’am, don't force me to use this”
“Get on your knees", he repeated.
The lady paused weighing her options,
I could feel her staring me in the face .
"Ma’am, I’m warning you”, O’Connor
repeated.
She stood there and all of a sudden
let out a scream and lunged forward.
The gun went off as I heard a shrieked
sound.
My senses began tingling as they went
into overdrive.
I searched for my stick as I turned on
my hearing aid
In the tussle, someone must have
knocked it to the ground. Instinct prompted me to get on my knees and start
searching but the soldier in me warned me to stay put.
‘Click’, I heard the sound of the gun
as its heated nozzle was pressed against the back of my head filling me with
pain
I didn't have to second guess as I
figured O’Connor was on the receiving end of the gunfire.
I spun around swiftly knocking the gun
from her and knocking her out in one move.
I reached for my special handcuffs as
I chained her to the edge of the table... "You have the right to remain silent,
anything you say can and will be used against you in the court of law ‘, I said.
Outside the door, I could hear the
bomb squad struggling to get in.
"I need a medic!"
"I need a medic!” I screamed as I
checked O’Connor for his pulse.
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