“YOU’RE UNDER ARREST,” Melissa gasped as she let go of the switch for the lamp and brought her hands up to try and pull away those around her throat. It was a task she found all but impossible; it took her only a moment to realise that she was much weaker than her attacker, and what strength she had quickly faded as darkness crept in at the edges of her vision.
Laughter bubbled up out of him at the words from the constable he was killing; it amused him so much that she was trying to arrest him while he was strangling her he couldn’t help it.
“This is the police, release the constable, you’re under arrest.”
The situation wasn’t as funny when the words were repeated from behind him. His laughter died abruptly, and he released Melissa as he spun around, only to be all but blinded when the
