Susan saw McGee fall and Emily spring like a cat from the steps. When she looked to where Emily was running, she saw the officer standing behind her. Emily was making a b-line straight for him and he easily holstered his gun and grabbed her by the wrists twisting her arms behind her back and slapping on cuffs.
Susan stood in shock trying to register what just happened. The man she saw pressing Emily's face into the hood of the police cruiser looked familiar. Yes, in fact, he was the one that pulled her over on the highway. The only thing she could think is, where the hell did he come from?
After the officer had Emily secured in the back of his car, he walked past Susan and the kids and went to the porch. McGee was squirming like the worm he was, not sure which of the three bullet holes in his body to hold. Lucky for him he was still breathing. The officer got on his radio and called for back up and an ambulance. The dispatcher had to ask twice of his location and questioned why he was so far out of his jurisdiction. He screamed back, "Just send help!"
There was nothing much more he could do for McGee, so he walked back to Susan to see if she was alright. The kids were still sitting afraid and crouched in the back of the car. Susan decided it was good time to ask the question on her mind.
"Where did you come from?"
The officer took a deep breath and began. "When I pulled you over on the interstate I knew you were in some kind of trouble, and although I knew it could cost me my job, I couldn't help but follow. But when I seen you pull up to the house and get out, I thought that maybe I was acting irrationally and kept going until I got into town. I sat there awhile drinking coffee and debating on whether to stop and check on you. I planned on just driving up quietly and checking out the situation before heading back. That's when I saw you standing in the kitchen with the gun."
"Well, I thank you. But I wish you would of showed a bit earlier." Susan said trying not to be ungrateful of his help.
"Me too. I guess i shouldn't of doubted my gut."
"It's okay. I understand."
"So what happens now?" Susan asked feeling completely stressed and on the verge of passing out.
"Well, we wait until help arrives. I guess we could go inside." He said.
"No!" Susan spat. "I mean, I just don't want to be in that house after all that happened. It's just too much. I'd rather stay out here."
"Okay, whatever you want miss." The officer began helping the kids out of the car. "I didn't catch your name?"
"Susan. Yours?"
"Brad." He grunted while bouncing the baby.
It was fifteen minutes before the first squad car started pulling up the driveway and thirty before the ambulance arrived. Susan was ignored by the paramedics at first, as they ran to McGee and attempted to stop his blood from pouring onto the porch. It wasn't until she screamed at them when they finally noticed her.
"I would just let the pig die." She stated.
They gave her a check over as well as the kids and wrapped them in blankets. The horror might of been over, but it would still be a long night for her and the kids. After McGee was patched up and thrown in the back of the ambulance, she gave her thanks once again to officer Brad and watched as he pulled away with Emily kicking and screaming in the back of his car. The police asked her to come down to the station for some questioning and she agreed even though all she really wanted was take a long nap with her boy lying next to her.
She gave the best of what she knew to the officers, which wasn't much, and was released to wait in the lobby with a cup of coffee. It was Billy that held all the crucial information the cops were looking for, but he remained silent. The reality of what he had just been through finally hit and he was traumatized. The officers prodded him for information as best as they could but only got blank stares back. They realized that they weren't going to get anywhere at this time and released Billy and his mother until further notice. Katherine and the baby were going to be sent to foster care until the proper custody procedure was finished. Susan had no doubt that she would soon be deemed the sole guardian of her sister's kids.
Amy came and picked them up. She wanted the full story of the situation, but Susan was too tired to explain and Billy was still mute. So it was a quiet six hours back to her apartment. When they walked in the door, they quickly showered up and were crawling into bed when the phone rang. Amy walked over with the cordless and handed it to Susan. "It's Bill."
Susan rolled her eyes. "Hello?"
"Hey Susan. I think I made a big mistake."
"Oh, you have no idea." She said.
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Throwback Vol. #1 (Violent Faith)
Misterio / SuspensoIn light of readers telling me how much they enjoyed the short story collection, "Strange Mutations (one man's trash)", I decided to dig deeper into that old, smelly trash-bin and see what else I could scrounge up. So, readers beware, I will be pu...