Rifle retribution

Chasing down the judge who tries to escape

I felt a rush of adrenaline as I watched the judge run out of the courthouse. I knew I had to act fast to catch him. I was willing to do anything to stop him from getting away.I quickly got into my car and started to chase him. I swerved in and out of traffic, not caring about the safety of others on the road. My goal was to catch the judge and make him pay for his crimes.

I could feel the thrill of the chase as I got closer to the judge's car. He tried to lose me by taking sharp turns and driving recklessly, but I was determined to catch him.

As we drove through the streets, I could hear the judge cursing and shouting out the window. I didn't care about his words, all I cared about was bringing him to justice.

Finally, after a few tense minutes, I was able to corner the judge's car. I stepped out of my car and approached his, gun in hand. I knew I had to be careful, but I was also eager to make him pay for his crimes.

As I approached the car, the judge tried to drive away. I fired my gun, shattering the windshield and forcing him to stop. He got out of the car, hands up, and surrendered.

At that moment, I felt a sense of satisfaction wash over me. I had caught the judge, and justice had been served. I could do anything to bring criminals like him to justice.

As I handcuffed the judge and put him in the back of my car, I knew that I had done the right thing.