55 CAMERON CAITIFF
November 8
“Calling all units. Calling all units. There’s a 10-17 in progress at the Neelan Thomas Bank,” Marge announced over the radio. First a bomb threat and now armed robbery? I didn’t believe it, but I was less than two minutes away.
“O-four-seven responding,” I radioed back. I turned on the sirens and flashing lights. There was no way anyone would beat me to the scene this time. And if I see Ophelia Clark or Isra Kawn anywhere near the bank, I’ll have them in handcuffs before they know what hit them.
“Cam, there are three armed suspects. Someone’s been shot. The suspects are reported to have just left the scene. Backup is on its way. An ambulance is heading over there as well,” Marge called back.
I hadn’t heard fear or worry in Marge’s voice until just then.
