Face 2 Face With Death

The Scene Of The Crime
*The sounds of police and ambulance sirens are blaring... the paramedics are first on the scene followed closely by the fuzz... multiple conversations going on*

[paramedics] "I don't think he's gonna make it; his vitals are fading fast!
Get some oxygen! Next breath that he takes could be his last!
He's bleeding fast... there's exit wounds... multiple lacerations!
Take him in for surgery!" ... [chief of police] "and that other guy to the station!
Question him until he breaks... I don't think his story will add up...
Get forensics on the scene and then clean the rest of this crap up!
Any witnesses?"... [random cop] "I'm sure, but there's no one willing to speak.
The guy we took down to the station's got everyone kinda freaked."
[chief] "Get some answers from these people and filter out all the lies.
I'll make sure this bastard fries if this rookie officer dies!"


The Emergency Room
*Rookie cop being rushed to ER... doctors flying to and fro yelling instructions... last thoughts of a dying cop*

How da hell he get the drop on me taking me by surprise?
The only thing that I remember is that look in his eyes.
Cruel and menacing; I flinch and felt my body had froze up...
He lifts the toast up; the space between us just closed up.
No time to react; I tried to duck and he grazed me...
Laughin, steadily blastin... the blood starts to bathe me.
Now they got me on this table with doctors trying to save me
While my wife is in another room giving birth to our baby.
What's crazy is I feel that the bastard is fucking grinning...
The room's spinning... the light's dimming... my life's ending...


The Precinct...3 Days Later
*All questioning is inconclusive and the perp prepares to be released*


[chief] "Ya free to go... remember you're under investigation.
You skip town then this won't be the only charge you facing.
I know in my heart you did it but since we don't have the proof
omma pray that the Lord forgives me for turning a killer loose!"
[perp] "Pathetic cops! You think that you could stop me if you tried?
That look in ya eyes a giveaway... i got you petrified!
Ya threats are a joke!" ... he picks his jacket up and starts to leave
Stops dead in his tracks... then stumbles back... and finds it hard to breathe!
Tears in her eyes... baby in hand... gun in the other
*multiple gunshots fired*
a murderer feels the wrath of a widow and of a mother!