REBELS AND THIEVES by RUSSELL WILLIAMS

Author:RUSSELL WILLIAMS [WILLIAMS, RUSSELL]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Russell Williams
Published: 2018-12-28T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 32

Malone pulled his unmarked police car off the road, parking behind several police cars—all of them with their lights flashing. In front of him, several police officers were standing in a circle, all talking to each other. Sirens sounded in the distance. People on the busy sidewalk were pointing across the park, at a man holding a knife to someone’s throat. Unfastening his seat belt, Malone looked over at Peterson, who was sitting in the passenger seat.

“I hate situations like this,” Malone said. “Sometimes, they don’t end well.”

Peterson puffed out her cheeks. “Tell me about it.”

Malone decided to put his best foot forward. Sometimes, that’s all you could do in a situation like this. “All right, give me the details again.”

“Chris Allen called 911. He’s best friends with the perpetrator. Todd. Todd Benson.”

“I’m listening.”

“Benson caught his wife cheating on him, and he’s holding a knife to the man’s throat.”

Malone felt a sense of déjà vu. He racked his brains but came up empty-handed. “The name sounds familiar, but I can’t place him.”

“Benson was arrested for public intoxication, remember?”

“Oh, yeah, that’s right. He roughed up two cops.”

“You set him straight in the holding cell. Made sure he kept his big, fat mouth shut.”

“Guilty as charged.” Malone never liked anyone who got off on pushing other people around. Over the years, he had confronted many bullies. Not as tough as they pretended to be, they never picked a fight with anyone their own size. Today was no different. It was the same old song and dance. Eventually, all bullies got what was coming to them—an ass whipping. “Don’t worry about it,” Malone said. “I’ll take care of it.”

“He probably hates your guts. Maybe you’re not the right person to confront him.”

Malone winked at her. “I’m the perfect man for the job.”

“You’ve just been released from the hospital, for crying out loud.”

“Don’t worry about me. I’ve never felt better in my life. But I want you to stay here, all right? If something goes wrong, I want you to keep investigating Black Capital Investments.”

Peterson blinked. “We should let the Special Threat and Response Unit deal with this.”

Malone shifted his weight in his seat. He wouldn’t even entertain the idea. “That’s over kill, to say the least. So, don’t give it another thought, all right?”

“They’ll send in the SWAT Team and the hostage negotiators.”

“That’s crazy. All that muscle for one big, fat guy, holding a knife?”

Malone grabbed a bullhorn, got out of the car, and walked to a group of police officers. He noticed Jones standing among them, still acting like he was a big shot. He was pointing across the park, trying to explain what was happening to veteran officers. Someone has to show this rookie cop the ropes, he thought. Today seemed like the perfect day to get some on-the- job training. Around him, onlookers were standing in the grass, talking to each other and pointing at the spectacle that was unfolding before their eyes. Some police officers were instructing them to get into their vehicles and go home.

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