I forced my eyes to focus and saw him running along the fence, headed for the street. “He’s still headed in your direction, Roscoe,” I panted into the microphone as I got
male nude modeling to my feet and started after him. My chest hurt like hell and I felt stabbing pains every time I inhaled, but I couldn’t let him get away. I heard another sound, too. At first I thought it was because he’d rung
male nude modeling my bell when he kicked me, then I realized it was the sound of sirens. The
male nude modeling cops were coming. One way or another, Gleason was all finished. If I
male nude modeling didn’t get him, they would.
Gleason was running hard, putting distance between us. It was all I could do to keep going, never mind catch him. He reached the end of the fence and ran out into the street. When he did, he was bathed in bright light from the headlights of an approaching car.
I stopped
male nude modeling running and stood there, stunned, watching as the car – the police car I’d heard earlier – slammed into him. His scream of fear was accompanied by the sound of the siren and screeching tires. He flew up into the air, slammed down on the hood of the car, bounced into the windshield, and cleared the flashing light bar off the roof as he flew over it. He crashed to the pavement behind the car, which continued for a few more feet before it stopped. He bounced once, then didn’t move.
“Roscoe, he’s down,” I said as I made my way out to the street.
Two shaken police officers climbed out of the trashed cruiser. One of them walked back to Gleason, bend down, and felt for a pulse. He stood
male nude modeling up, looked at his partner, and shook his head.
We spent the rest of the night talking to cops and writing reports. It was almost dawn before we were finally allowed to go home. Lieutenant Harkins headed up the investigation. He walked me out to my car after we finished with the reports
male nude modeling. “You guys do things like this all the time?” he asked.
“No, and I’m not sure I want to again,” I replied. “I’ve never seen anyone as wild as Gleason was.” My ribs still hurt like mad. I winced when I opened the door of my car.
Harkins shook his head. “You ought to get those ribs looked at,” he said. “He coulda broke one, kicking you like that.”
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