Remember I said there were two kinds of people after me? – Those who wanted favors and those who wanted me dead? Well, you can add the police as a third kind.

As I was surrounded by cops from every angle, I made up my mind – I wasn't going to die if I could do something about it. I reached for my weapon and fired at the cop who ordered me to surrender. I missed! How was that possible? Before I could answer my question, I felt the sharp penetrating heat of a lead slug enter the base of my skull.

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