It was a dark and rainy night. Scott Burns was just patrolling the streets in his 2005 Ford Mustang GT, making his nightly rounds.
“Nothing over here, Sergeant Cross.” Scott told his chief officer via walkie-talkie.
“Ok, report back to my office.”
Scott was on his way back to the Downtown Rockport Police Station, when all of a sudden two guys in a 2003 Mitsubishi Lancer Evolution VIII speed up behind Scott’s Mustang. The guys in the Lancer attempted to run Scott off the road by cutting him off. Scott slammed on his brakes, just missing the other car. Scott then shifted his car into reverse, but as this was happening, the guys in the Lancer pulled out four Uzi’s. Scott pulled out his 9mm pistol, but it was too late. By the time he reached over to the glove-box to get it, the four men in the Lancer shot through the windshield of his car, supposedly killing him. The Lancer then drove off, leaving all of the broken glass and shed blood behind with the shot-up Mustang and Scott’s body.
A half-hour later, a helicopter flew by, with two occupants in it. The pilot was Jonathan Swick, and the passenger was Jeremiah Silvers.
“Oh no, we’re too late!” shouted Jeremiah.
The helicopter then landed, and the two men searched the area for any traces of the horrible incident.
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Most Wanted: Night of the Horse
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