“Officer down?” the dispatcher asked.
“No,” Marcus said, spitting blood from a cut lip. “Officer awake.”
Tonight, the equation was about to collapse. 1x2 Narc...
But he knew—walking Leo toward the blue flash of arriving cruisers—that the other half would always be walking beside him in the dark.
Carlos laughed. The other four fanned out, hands near their waists. The air turned thick with diesel and dread. “Officer down
“Good. Now for the other matter.”
Marcus pulled the bag from his right pocket. He tossed it. Carlos caught it, sniffed the seal, and nodded. “Officer down?” the dispatcher asked. “No
“I’m wearing what keeps me alive,” Marcus said.