The gang gets to their positions, Crip and Switch driving off to the far part of town.

Switch: "You know, this makes things less lonely for me. I've been meaning to ask the boss for a partner."
He says as he pulls into the parking lot.
Crip looks up, seeing a billboard.

Crip: "So uh..what're we doing?"

Switch chuckles a bit.
Switch: "See that billboard up there? We're setting that bitch on fire."

Crip swallows a bit. Not sure about climbing that ladder with his crippled ankle.

Crip: "You sure we'll have plenty of time to get down?"

Switch: "Long as you keep moving you'll be fine. Don't expect me to wait on you forever though. Gotta keep up Crip."

He exits the truck, and Crip follows. Switch grabs a jug of gas from his families Mexican truck stop. Gasoline. That's how he plans on making it burn quick.
Switch, carries the container up the ladder and Crip slowly follows, carefully placing his foot on the steps before putting pressure on the crippled ankle.
He can do this. Just gotta keep up, he thinks to himself.

Once the two are at the top, Switch starts pouring gasoline on the board, letting it drip down the sides.
Switch: "Ready? I'm gonna let you do the honors."

Crip gives a questioning look, but quickly realized what he meant when he's given a box of matches. He has to light it.

Switch steps to the ladder and starts climbing down.
Switch: "Hurry it up, the others are waiting on the sirens."
Crip strikes the match, the flame immediately flaring up. He tosses it, and it catches quickly.
Cars start stopping down below, and it's obvious the fire department or police are being called.
Now all that's left is to get down and get into the truck. He rushes to the ladder, trying to hurry before the flames get any closer. It was already hot being so close.
He steps a few times, then the worst happens.

His ankles cricks, and his leg falls through. He falls backwards, his other leg barely catching the ladder before he falls.

Switch: "Crip!" His partner shouts, already at the bottom on safe ground.
The sound of sirens grow closer, and Switch grits his teeth.
Switch: "I gotta go, they're getting too close! Get your ass down here and run into the woods!"

He then rushes to the truck as Crip tries to climb back up. As Switch is leaving he regains his footing and climbs down slowly. Luckily he makes it before the cops or fire department arrive. Perfect. He limps into the woods and comes out on the other side under a bridge.

That's when he hears it. The sound of a dog barking. He turns around, seeing a German Shepherd lunging at him.
He lets out a scream as the dogs teeth clamp around his wrist. He gets dragged to the ground as the dog shakes him, and then finally a voice comes.

"Heel!"

Those dull green eyes look up to meet brown eyes. A clean cut officer stands before him.

"Thought you'd get away? You're coming with me."