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Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas.
This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes of this story. The author does not condone murder, racial language, violence, rape or violence against women, and any depictions of any of these in this story should not be construed as acceptance of the above.
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Part 7 - Internecine War
The yelling at the Fire Department ceased Police Cruisers careened into the parking lot, blue lights blazing and sirens blaring. A SWAT vehicle also pulled up, and heavily armed para-military Police poured out, M-4 machine guns ready to be used.
As I pulled up in my SUV, I took in a lightning fast evaluation. Two Firemen were holding back an EMT while another was relentlessly punching him in the face. The EMT's face was bloody. Another EMT was on the ground, unconscious, blood seeping from his nose and mouth as a Fireman sat on him.
"Arrest those four!" I shouted to my Officers as we swarmed onto the scene. I yelled at the SWAT leader: "Sergeant Charles! All fireman are to be put on the left side, away from the doors! Rudistan, Morton! Go get the girl!"
"Stop them!" yelled a Fireman. He tried to get between Rudistan and a doorway. Rudistan took him down swiftly, and Morton and Hicks ran to the door.
"Hey! Stop!" yelled another Fireman, who had on Sergeant stripes and had light brown hair.
"Get back!" yelled Cindy Ross, getting in his way.
"Fuck you, bitch!" the man growled, and took a swing at Cindy. Oops.
My partner parried his blow, then delivered a staggering kick to his midsection. He slammed into the column between the big firehouse doors, whereupon Cindy hit him again, hard. She then grabbed him by the back of his collar and took him down, his chest and the side of his face slamming into the concrete with a sickening thud.
The other firemen were angry and about to charge, but then all noise ceased. Your Iron Crowbar was walking up, the red crowbar very visible and about to be used. I may also have drawn my service weapon. My first order was to the SWAT Team: "Shoot to kill anyone who tries to move past you." That froze most of the Firemen in place.
More EMTs arrived, and they helped their fallen, beaten comrades. Then two of them went in and brought out a young woman on a gurney. She was barely conscious. Her face was bloody, her shirt ripped open, and her pants had been torn off. The EMTs covered her with a blanket as they moved her to an ambulance. Hicks and Morton brought out two firemen, their hands in cuffs behind their backs.
"Do they have cellphones on them?" I asked.
"In their pockets." said Hicks. I put on latex gloves and extracted the cellphones. "They were taping the rape with their cellphones. The evidence will be used against them." I put the cellphones in separate evidence bags.
"Hey, you gotta have a warrant to take those!" yelled a Fireman.
"I've got probable cause, cocksucker!" I yelled back. "And a warrant is being issued. Okay, Captain, the guy that attacked you is under arrest for assaulting a Police Officer. These guys beating up the EMTs are under arrest for assault and battery, and conspiracy to commit rape, since they were blocking the EMTs from trying to help the girl. Oh, it's a State felony to interfere with EMTs in the course of their duties, add that. And I need not say that those two pieces of dog shit are going down for forcible rape."
"What the fuck is going on here?" yelled a voice. Superintendent Harris, a older man beginning to put on a paunch, came barreling out. "You can't just come in here and-- uhk!" He'd tried to move past the SWAT guys. One of them took him down hard, and put a pistol in his ear. To make a point, I bent down over the prostrate man and put my own gun on his cheek, right below his eye.
"You'd better shut the fuck up, Harris." I said. "You'd better show my officers a hell of a lot more respect than your men have, or I'll start just shooting people dead, and you first--"
"What the hell? Get off of him!" yelled a voice. It was Fire Chief Quinlin. "Commander, tell your people to stand down, and release all of my Firemen. Now! That's an order!"
"Fuck that and fuck you!" I shot back. "Your firemen have committed rape and assault. They're going to prison."
"I gave you an order, Commander, and you'd better--" started Chief Quinlin.
"That order is countermanded." said another voice. Sheriff Daniel Allgood had just pulled up, with four heavily armed and armored Deputies. "Commander Troy is correct and is doing his job. Carry on, Commander. Quinlin, not another word out of you, or I'll arrest you for aiding and abetting rape."
"You have got to be kidding." said Quinlin. "Rape? Ankara Escort (https://www.pompaci.net/ankara) Really? Harris, is that true?"
"I've got proof. Video proof." I said. "This is not just an internal matter anymore. Okay, guys, every Fireman here has to give a statement."
"Don't do it!" yelled Harris, still being held down by the SWAT Officer. "Demand a lawyer or a Union rep! Tell this cocksucking Crowbar to eat shit!"
"Fine." I said. "Rudistan, call for a paddywagon. Every Fireman that wants a lawyer or Union rep will get one... at County Jail."
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"This one's bad, isn't it?" asked Chief Moynahan.
"The worst." I said.
We were in his office. It was 2:00pm. The young female that had been raped was at University Hospital, as were the two beaten male EMTs. Evidence had been collected. Myron also had the videotaped evidence, which was clear, and put it into the servers. I'd also broken into the rapists' cellphones. They had indeed taken photos and videos of themselves raping the girl, and that was now in evidence servers.
All of the Fireman had been processed. None of them would speak against their fellow Firefighters, meaning all of them had eventually had to take the Fifth. Fire Chief Quinlin had apologized to me, and then suspended Superintendent Harris. Harris immediately grieved his suspension with the Fire Department's Union. So had the Engineer, which is what the Fire Department called their Sergeant-level people, who Cindy had taken down.
"Captain Ross did right, and I'll stand by her to the death." I said. "The rest of this is cut-and-dried."
"Yes." said Chief Moynahan. "Pertaining to the rape, you are correct. We also have what we think will be sufficient video footage to prosecute the ones who stopped the EMTs from helping the girl and started beating them. I think the gray areas are all the other guys. I don't think we can charge them with much anything."
"They didn't try to help that girl." I said. "Aiding and abetting, I'd say."
"Look, Commander," said Moynahan, being formal with me, "you are one of the few people who would stand out from a crowd and even defy that crowd in order to do the right thing. Most people... are too scared to. I don't know what any of them were in a position to do, but it's likely that any Fireman that had tried to help would've been beaten, maybe murdered, and his career with the TCFD would have been over; he'd have been branded a traitor. I'm not saying they were right; I'm saying that I understand the mob mentality and why they held back."
"Gutless cowards." I said under my breath.
"Yes." said Moynahan. "But you and your people are not. And that girl is alive because of it. ADA Stiles is alive because your people have the guts to do the right thing. I'm proud of you, and I will be right there in front of you when the shit hits the fan over this."
"What shit, and what fan?" I asked sourly.
"They're already trying to sweep this thing under the rug." said Moynahan. Seeing the look on my face, he said "Don't worry, we are not going to let that happen."
Part 8 - Gathering Clouds
That evening, January 5th, a few good moments occurred amidst all the problems. First, Teddy Parker paid off his dinner bet. The Detectives of MCD and Vice and their families had a private dinner in the back room of The Steakhouse. Word had it that several Detectives told Teddy they'd pay for their meals, or help with the overall bill. Hell, I would've paid it myself.
But we didn't need to. When Teddy went to pay the bill, he was met by the restaurant owner, John 'Jack' Colby. Mr. Colby instructed Teddy to give him a $1 bill. Upon taking it, Colby said "Paid in full. Enjoy your dinner. And Ole Miss will get 'em next year." I'm not sure if Teddy was comfortable with that 'perk', but I later told him to roll with it; it's one of the 'okay' perks.
As the dinner neared its end, Paulina produced a manila folder, and her beautiful smile told me it was something good. I looked at the documents, then did the Cindy Ross thing of tapping my glass with a spoon.
"I have a brief announcement of something to celebrate." I said. "Not football-related, either. Teresa, would you please come up here." She came up and I handed her the documents.
"Congratulations, Lieutenant Croyle." I said. "You are now officially the legal guardian of our friend Amy." Everyone applauded, and Teresa tried to be stoic, but the light in her face could not be turned off.
The party broke up soon after, and a number of us headed to University Hospital to give Amy the news. It is possible that some tears were shed, especially when Amy said "Wow, I've never had a family before..."
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
"This is Bettina Wurtzburg, KXTC Channel Two News!" yelled the redheaded reporterette in front of the Fire Department Headquarters at 7:00am, Wednesday January 6th. "The growing hostilities between the Fire Department Antalya Escort (https://www.pompaci.net/antalya) and EMTs severely worsened yesterday, as a female EMT was raped by two Firemen. Two EMTs who tried to help their colleague were severely beaten. All three are hospitalized, and one of the male EMTs is in ICU at University Hospital, in critical condition."
Bettina continued "The Town
Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas.
This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes of this story. The author does not condone murder, racial language, violence, rape or violence against women, and any depictions of any of these in this story should not be construed as acceptance of the above.
*****
Part 7 - Internecine War
The yelling at the Fire Department ceased Police Cruisers careened into the parking lot, blue lights blazing and sirens blaring. A SWAT vehicle also pulled up, and heavily armed para-military Police poured out, M-4 machine guns ready to be used.
As I pulled up in my SUV, I took in a lightning fast evaluation. Two Firemen were holding back an EMT while another was relentlessly punching him in the face. The EMT's face was bloody. Another EMT was on the ground, unconscious, blood seeping from his nose and mouth as a Fireman sat on him.
"Arrest those four!" I shouted to my Officers as we swarmed onto the scene. I yelled at the SWAT leader: "Sergeant Charles! All fireman are to be put on the left side, away from the doors! Rudistan, Morton! Go get the girl!"
"Stop them!" yelled a Fireman. He tried to get between Rudistan and a doorway. Rudistan took him down swiftly, and Morton and Hicks ran to the door.
"Hey! Stop!" yelled another Fireman, who had on Sergeant stripes and had light brown hair.
"Get back!" yelled Cindy Ross, getting in his way.
"Fuck you, bitch!" the man growled, and took a swing at Cindy. Oops.
My partner parried his blow, then delivered a staggering kick to his midsection. He slammed into the column between the big firehouse doors, whereupon Cindy hit him again, hard. She then grabbed him by the back of his collar and took him down, his chest and the side of his face slamming into the concrete with a sickening thud.
The other firemen were angry and about to charge, but then all noise ceased. Your Iron Crowbar was walking up, the red crowbar very visible and about to be used. I may also have drawn my service weapon. My first order was to the SWAT Team: "Shoot to kill anyone who tries to move past you." That froze most of the Firemen in place.
More EMTs arrived, and they helped their fallen, beaten comrades. Then two of them went in and brought out a young woman on a gurney. She was barely conscious. Her face was bloody, her shirt ripped open, and her pants had been torn off. The EMTs covered her with a blanket as they moved her to an ambulance. Hicks and Morton brought out two firemen, their hands in cuffs behind their backs.
"Do they have cellphones on them?" I asked.
"In their pockets." said Hicks. I put on latex gloves and extracted the cellphones. "They were taping the rape with their cellphones. The evidence will be used against them." I put the cellphones in separate evidence bags.
"Hey, you gotta have a warrant to take those!" yelled a Fireman.
"I've got probable cause, cocksucker!" I yelled back. "And a warrant is being issued. Okay, Captain, the guy that attacked you is under arrest for assaulting a Police Officer. These guys beating up the EMTs are under arrest for assault and battery, and conspiracy to commit rape, since they were blocking the EMTs from trying to help the girl. Oh, it's a State felony to interfere with EMTs in the course of their duties, add that. And I need not say that those two pieces of dog shit are going down for forcible rape."
"What the fuck is going on here?" yelled a voice. Superintendent Harris, a older man beginning to put on a paunch, came barreling out. "You can't just come in here and-- uhk!" He'd tried to move past the SWAT guys. One of them took him down hard, and put a pistol in his ear. To make a point, I bent down over the prostrate man and put my own gun on his cheek, right below his eye.
"You'd better shut the fuck up, Harris." I said. "You'd better show my officers a hell of a lot more respect than your men have, or I'll start just shooting people dead, and you first--"
"What the hell? Get off of him!" yelled a voice. It was Fire Chief Quinlin. "Commander, tell your people to stand down, and release all of my Firemen. Now! That's an order!"
"Fuck that and fuck you!" I shot back. "Your firemen have committed rape and assault. They're going to prison."
"I gave you an order, Commander, and you'd better--" started Chief Quinlin.
"That order is countermanded." said another voice. Sheriff Daniel Allgood had just pulled up, with four heavily armed and armored Deputies. "Commander Troy is correct and is doing his job. Carry on, Commander. Quinlin, not another word out of you, or I'll arrest you for aiding and abetting rape."
"You have got to be kidding." said Quinlin. "Rape? Ankara Escort (https://www.pompaci.net/ankara) Really? Harris, is that true?"
"I've got proof. Video proof." I said. "This is not just an internal matter anymore. Okay, guys, every Fireman here has to give a statement."
"Don't do it!" yelled Harris, still being held down by the SWAT Officer. "Demand a lawyer or a Union rep! Tell this cocksucking Crowbar to eat shit!"
"Fine." I said. "Rudistan, call for a paddywagon. Every Fireman that wants a lawyer or Union rep will get one... at County Jail."
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
"This one's bad, isn't it?" asked Chief Moynahan.
"The worst." I said.
We were in his office. It was 2:00pm. The young female that had been raped was at University Hospital, as were the two beaten male EMTs. Evidence had been collected. Myron also had the videotaped evidence, which was clear, and put it into the servers. I'd also broken into the rapists' cellphones. They had indeed taken photos and videos of themselves raping the girl, and that was now in evidence servers.
All of the Fireman had been processed. None of them would speak against their fellow Firefighters, meaning all of them had eventually had to take the Fifth. Fire Chief Quinlin had apologized to me, and then suspended Superintendent Harris. Harris immediately grieved his suspension with the Fire Department's Union. So had the Engineer, which is what the Fire Department called their Sergeant-level people, who Cindy had taken down.
"Captain Ross did right, and I'll stand by her to the death." I said. "The rest of this is cut-and-dried."
"Yes." said Chief Moynahan. "Pertaining to the rape, you are correct. We also have what we think will be sufficient video footage to prosecute the ones who stopped the EMTs from helping the girl and started beating them. I think the gray areas are all the other guys. I don't think we can charge them with much anything."
"They didn't try to help that girl." I said. "Aiding and abetting, I'd say."
"Look, Commander," said Moynahan, being formal with me, "you are one of the few people who would stand out from a crowd and even defy that crowd in order to do the right thing. Most people... are too scared to. I don't know what any of them were in a position to do, but it's likely that any Fireman that had tried to help would've been beaten, maybe murdered, and his career with the TCFD would have been over; he'd have been branded a traitor. I'm not saying they were right; I'm saying that I understand the mob mentality and why they held back."
"Gutless cowards." I said under my breath.
"Yes." said Moynahan. "But you and your people are not. And that girl is alive because of it. ADA Stiles is alive because your people have the guts to do the right thing. I'm proud of you, and I will be right there in front of you when the shit hits the fan over this."
"What shit, and what fan?" I asked sourly.
"They're already trying to sweep this thing under the rug." said Moynahan. Seeing the look on my face, he said "Don't worry, we are not going to let that happen."
Part 8 - Gathering Clouds
That evening, January 5th, a few good moments occurred amidst all the problems. First, Teddy Parker paid off his dinner bet. The Detectives of MCD and Vice and their families had a private dinner in the back room of The Steakhouse. Word had it that several Detectives told Teddy they'd pay for their meals, or help with the overall bill. Hell, I would've paid it myself.
But we didn't need to. When Teddy went to pay the bill, he was met by the restaurant owner, John 'Jack' Colby. Mr. Colby instructed Teddy to give him a $1 bill. Upon taking it, Colby said "Paid in full. Enjoy your dinner. And Ole Miss will get 'em next year." I'm not sure if Teddy was comfortable with that 'perk', but I later told him to roll with it; it's one of the 'okay' perks.
As the dinner neared its end, Paulina produced a manila folder, and her beautiful smile told me it was something good. I looked at the documents, then did the Cindy Ross thing of tapping my glass with a spoon.
"I have a brief announcement of something to celebrate." I said. "Not football-related, either. Teresa, would you please come up here." She came up and I handed her the documents.
"Congratulations, Lieutenant Croyle." I said. "You are now officially the legal guardian of our friend Amy." Everyone applauded, and Teresa tried to be stoic, but the light in her face could not be turned off.
The party broke up soon after, and a number of us headed to University Hospital to give Amy the news. It is possible that some tears were shed, especially when Amy said "Wow, I've never had a family before..."
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
"This is Bettina Wurtzburg, KXTC Channel Two News!" yelled the redheaded reporterette in front of the Fire Department Headquarters at 7:00am, Wednesday January 6th. "The growing hostilities between the Fire Department Antalya Escort (https://www.pompaci.net/antalya) and EMTs severely worsened yesterday, as a female EMT was raped by two Firemen. Two EMTs who tried to help their colleague were severely beaten. All three are hospitalized, and one of the male EMTs is in ICU at University Hospital, in critical condition."
Bettina continued "The Town