Kimi bit her tongue as David recounted the “heroic” events that led to “two hardened criminals, scourge to humanity,” lying in the dirt. He was wiping blood off his face with a starched white monogrammed handkerchief. To be fair, if David hadn’t intervened, they’d probably all have gone to jail. In another of his windbag speeches, he commended Auntie Madge on her “fine police womanship, cracker-jack shooting, and brilliantly executed rescue.” Maybe her grandmother was right, no one was all bad.
The redneck officer seemed satisfied, saying, “take those c***k w****s back where they belong and we don’t want to see you around here again.” The hick cops unlocked the handcuffs, bagged the bodies, tagged some evidence, took down their contact information, and let them go. Kimi wanted to school t
