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“You are under arrest for soliciting a prostitute. Anything you say or do can, and will, be used against you in a court of law. You have a right to speak to an attorney, and to have one represent—”
“I’m not going to jail. Who’s going to make me, you?” he asks then lunges toward me.
“Put your hands up!” I yell, bringing my gun into full view. “Or, your brain matter will be an official part of the pavement. The people of New York City will trample over you like you’ve been trampling over these women out here.”
“I can’t stand you damn whores! Always think you’re better than us men, just because we’re paying. Anyone I trampled deserved it.”
“Just like you deserve this trip to the jail,” Sloane says. He has sneaked the man and placed him in his grip from behind. “Now, you do what Agent Martin instructed you to do the easy way, or we can do this the hard way, which as you can see has already begun.”
The man starts coughing as Sloane holds his hands behind his back. He immediately stops resisting and agrees to be cuffed. But, just when he’s lowering his hands, he reaches behind his back into his waistband.
Sloane is screaming orders at him, and I have a split second to react. I shoot him in the kneecap, bringing him down to the ground. Sloane quickly cuffs him, and we get medics on the way. Later, he is turned in to the proper authorities in NYC.
I may have been off work for a while, but my return tonight has gotten at least one bad guy put behind bars.
