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Post by mikey on Sept 22, 2008 4:25:06 GMT -5
"Not really smart, per se, just more appropriate. Hard to ID a guy if you don't have a face, and no-one talks. That, and it makes purchasing a mask one less thing to worry about," responded Mikey. "As far as catching the guy, you really have to make sure that a silent alarm is tripped almost immediately. Too bad they put the buttons on the underside of desks. Could stop a robbery in progress cold if it was more accessible."
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Post by Starflower on Sept 29, 2008 18:44:25 GMT -5
"Yates, come in Yates." David's radio buzzed. He picked it up. "Yates here. Over."
"What's your position, over."
"I'm with the new officer Mulroony. We're checking out on the robbery by Gates. Over." David said.
"We have some important buisness over in The Bronx. You and Gates are being transfered there. Come to HQ for instuctions. Over and out."
David sighed. "We're being transfered to The Bronx. Looks like they have something ont heir hands." He got into his police car and motioned for Mikey to follow.
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Post by mikey on Oct 7, 2008 5:23:23 GMT -5
Mikey chuckled half-heartedly and got into his own squad car. Back to the Bronx he went, he supposed. Nothing wrong with that, but he was just transfered to this district. So much paperwork, this almost didn't seem worth it. Still, SWAT was something he was looking into as it was.
"Lead on, Detective Yates," mumbled Mikey, more to himself then to anyone else.
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Post by Starflower on Oct 7, 2008 14:40:35 GMT -5
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