They charged in, shouting commands with fully automatic weapons, locked and loaded and looked really impressive, in his mind, as it was he who was leading the charge and barking orders as if it was the Battle of the Bulge!
They had the whole bunch of them surrounded and they were now lying face-down on the ground, waiting to be handcuffed and taken into custody, while his officers tore the place apart looking for contraband or some evidence of wrongdoing! They found none, other than a dozen or so bottles of beer, a couple of small roaches and perhaps a half a gram of m*******a in some unidentified person’s jacket pocket.
Dan’s father, was also on scene and looked totally disappointed at the outcome of this raid and as he was relating this to officer Higgins, REB’s dog, a small, very frie
