Tears Of London

The gun and the man

JO

- Officer Denis, do you copy ? a man says through the walkie-talkie.
- I do, Bryan. What's the issue ? Philip (Jared's father) asks.
- Contraband. At Willesden Junction, zone 2. Some Locals called us to complain about drug trafficking. And also about music.
- Music ?
- The traffickers had the good idea to bring baffles with them.
- Fantastic. So we'll have to deal with dumb asses, once more.
- As you said, Officer.
- Jesus, Philip sighs.
Philip turns off the apparel, and takes a look into the rear-view mirror.
- You're lucky, kids, he tells us smiling. There is entertainment tonight !
Lucky ?
In less than ten minutes, we got there. Next to me, Jared is rubbing his hands together with excitement. I don't understand why. I am a little stressed, to be honest.
A police car arrived on site just before us. From here, I can see two guys wearing black clothes. Hands up. Their head is covered by a hood. A cop is yelling at them something I don't understand. Sudenly, one of the two guys starts running away. The cop takes immediately his gun out of his pocket.
Oh god...is that a real one...? What am I doing here...?
- Oh. Okay. Stay here, kids, Philip orders before he gets out of the car, leaving me with Jared.
The situation is getting tense. The gun is stressing me out. Jared, on the other hand, looks all the more excited. Entertained.
I'm a bit ashamed of him. How can he enjoy this moment ? A cop is pointing a fucking gun at a guy !
The other guy doesn't move. Hands still in the air. Jared's father is approaching of him : suddenly, Philip brutaly grabs the guy's hands and put his arms behind his back. When he takes his handcuffs out to tie him up, the guy makes a move. Instantly, another cop joins Philip and violently slams him into the police car. His left cheek crashes into the bumper brutaly.
So now I can clearly see his face.
- Shit...
- Cool, huh ? says Jared. Don't worry, he won't use the gun, he's not allowed to. He'll just give this guy a little dressing-down.
I untie my seat belt quickly and open the car door.
- Wh...wait, wait ! Jo ! Jo !!
Jared keeps yelling, asking me to go back inside. I join the police car, running.