Jon and Lance sat in their Crown Victoria police car, waiting for the signal to move on Curnivo. They had nothing to do but contemplate what would happen in the next ten minutes, and the anxiety was beginning to eat away at them.
"I wish they would just hurry up and get this over with."
"Amen. This is so fucking slow. It would be nice to just finish all this bullshit. I'd like to go home and see my family. You know, spend a Saturday the way normal families do."
"Actually, I don't know. I don't have a wife and kids like you remember? I still would like to go home and see my couch and TV. On the other hand, getting rid of Curnivo should be fun, too."
"True enough. We've been trying to follow the bastard for a long enough time. We ought to be allowed to catch him eventually. I wish the damn dispatcher would just call us in."
Suddenly, 3 loud gun shots were heard from a short ways off.
"That's enough of a signal for me," muttered Jon as he started the car and slammed it into drive. He planted his foot in the direction of the shots.
"Oh fuck. This was supposed to be easy. Looks like our Saturday will be spent filling reports, at the best."
"Think you could shut up for once!"
Another cruiser slipped in behind them. At least they weren't the only ones waiting for the dispatch.
That's about when the dispatch finally did come, "All units! Report to the corner of Harris and Court!"
"'Bout Time"
Just then they got around the corner and into view of the scene. There were two cars. Two people were jumping into the lowered BMW. The other car was just sitting there. It was most likely the undercover polices car. Then Jon noticed both of the undercover police. They were both lying on the ground, sprawled out in awkward positions. It became very apparent that they wouldn't be getting up as Jon noticed the pools or blood forming around them. Jon looked away from his fallen co-workers, and back to Curnivo. There was no way in hell he would let him get away, but the little car was already making it's way out of the parking lot. Jon instantly depressed the pedal and turned the wheels in the Beemer's direction. He would let everyone else deal with the cleanup. He wanted this man.
"Jon, aren't you going to stop? They're hurt!"
"They're dead. We're making sure Curnivo ends up the same."
"Alright, they'll have plenty of help."
Jon also noted that they also would have some help. Another 2 cars had also decided to follow Curnivo. They guys on the ground should have plenty of assistance, even though it wouldn't make a difference. There had been EMT's standing by.
Jon was about half a block behind the car. This was an urban area, he noted, so he couldn't see what was coming at intersections. This could be a little tricky, but at least this Crown Vic's handled well, not to mention power.
Jon eased off the gas just a hair as he slid through a left hand corner, tires squealing the whole way around.
"That was ballsy, high speed blind corner."
"If I look at this right, it's a lot o fun."
"Just don't kill us both."
The BMW was still the same distance ahead of them. It was fast, and so was it's driver. Thank God for the Police Edition Crown Vic.
Both cars were weaving through the traffic at a good clip. They were moving at around 45 to 50 mph while rest of traffic was going about 35. Lance looked a bit scared. Jon kept going. If he let Curnivo get away, he would never live it down.
He made a hard right and almost slid out into a garbage truck. He chuckled, while Lance almost passed out.
"Dude, your goin' to fucking kill us."
"Maybe. If I'm lucky I'll get Curnivo, too."
It became clear that Curnivo was heading out of town, and as fast as possible. Jon noticed that one of his trailing cars had already disappeared. The other was in sight, but a way's off. Jon decided his only chance was to push things.
By the next corner it proved a mistake. Jon knew he had messed up the second he got into the corner. He touched the gas a fraction of a second before he should of, and a hair too much. The rear wheels lost traction spun, then slid out to the side. To the side they slid there was a semi. That's when Jon blacked out.