Page 56 of Kevlar To My Vest


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I knew immediately that something was dead in the house, and had been for quite some time.

Snarling from outside the house had me tensing, but I cleared the rest of the rooms, glad to find every one of them empty of any furniture for any suspects to hide under or behind.

When I finally came into the kitchen, the concentrated smell of rot seemed to permeate the room, but what had my attention was the growling snarling barks coming from Kosher.

I found him on the side of the house, in between the backyard and the front.

“Kosher. Heel.”

Kosher sat, even though he hadn’t been touching the suspect even a little bit. Only barking and snarling to get the suspect to stay put and not move.

What surprised me was the size of the suspect.

Oh, and that the suspect was a little fuckin’ kid.

“Hands up where I can see them.” I said authoritatively.

The young girl whimpered and raised her hands until they were stretched out above the grass above her.

Dropping down to one knee in the grass, I cuffed her hands behind her back and urged her to her feet, walking her beside the house and out into the front yard to find three police cruisers and one unmarked, Loki, running up the front walk with their weapons drawn.

“House is clear.” I called out.

All the guns went into my direction until I called out, “It’s me, Trance.”

Relieved sighs came from the four men as I came out further, both of the dogs flanking me.

“What happened?” Officer Torsos asked.

Officer Torsos was in our gang division and worked with the neighborhood kids to reduce crime. He’d been on the force for nearly twenty years now, and he had a way with kids. Which would come in handy right about now.

“I don’t know yet, other than this little shit right here shot at me through the door instead of just introducing herself nicely.” I growled.

One of the other officers pulled a light kit out of the back of his cruiser and set it up while I sat the young girl on the hood of my car.

“Why’d you shoot?” I asked bluntly.

“You said you were the police.” She said simply.

My eyes raised skyward, and I willed calmness into my body as I tried not to explode at the obviously frightened young girl.

“Why are you in an abandoned house?” I asked.

She shrugged.

“Jesus Christ.” I snapped.

“How about you go for a walk. I’ll ask her some more questions.” Officer Torsos offered.

An offer that I took him up on to go back into the house, Loki following at my heels.

“This is like deja-fucking-vu.” Loki supplied helpfully.

“Don’t I fucking know it?” I concurred.

“Something dead inside.” Loki said as soon as we crossed the threshold into the house.

Turning my radio back on, I contacted dispatch. “Dispatch, this is unit 5-2. Can you contact the electric company and havethem turn the grid on for this house?”

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