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and came up with nothing but air.

Adams reached out and grabbed the man by his left arm, while Han hurdled over Tully and

tackled the subject by his waist. The large, dark skin man struck down on the back of Han’s neck

beginning to yell at the top of his voice.


“Ain’t goin back to jail you fuckers!”

“Quit fighting and get on the fucking ground asshole!” Adams


Sam sprung to her feet just as Adams wheeled the man around by the arm where he came face

to face with Sam Tully’s department issued firearm.


“Shit bitch what the fuck.”
“Keep fighting fuck face, I’ll make sure you get a closed casket funeral.”

Adams yanked the mans arms tightly behind his back, the distinct sound of handcuffs clicking

sending an uncontested message that David Toney was in fact going back to jail.


Sergeant Banks jumped into his car and proceeded to throw his tie into the passenger seat. He

reached down to turn on his police radio just in time to hear Sam Tully talking to the emergency

dispatcher.

“Tengo unit to dispatcher, in reference to Lang Place we have one in custody, thank the unit out

back for his assistance.”


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