The Loyal Lieutenants Act Zero Scene Three

 

Act Zero

Scene Three.

 

Lucas Perry leaned on the wall there at the corner of the street. He was dressed in the dark suit and sported the official badge of his over the neck. He held the Tommy gun closed his chest, and waited for the signal. The coppers were there to assist him; twelve of them split into two groups of six personnels each. Group One was led by Sergeant Ouellet and the other was by the detective named Best.

Lucas saw the green signal and that means the coppers are going in. It was a workshop downtown; in the normal hours, it was supposed to be a vehicle workshop, but after dark, it was supposedly to be a transit point for the illegal wares. That came under Lucas’ jurisdiction.

“Captain, I got the place marked. It is ….” Earlier, Lucas looked at the captain.

“And so were the calls for the last three busts. And all we had was some drunks and a long list of complaints by the owners. The commissioner got the sauna treatment and myself, I was skewer over the fire place.”

“Listen, Captain. This one is legit. I have it looked over twice.” Lucas was insistent on the bust. He needed the numbers to report to his superior.

“Make it thrice and then I will authorise the bust.” The captain was drawing new boundary lines.

“Cap, you are to assist me in whatever capacity called …...” Lucas called on his authorisation.

“Fuck your capacity. This is my precinct and I call the shots.”

“Okay, you win, Cap” Lucas sighed. “I will just call my ……...”

“Fuck you, Lucas. Take the squad and put Best there. He is more of a black beauty in the office.”

It was all arranged and the coppers went in. They all have shotguns, Tommy guns, and truncheons. The first group went in the front entrance, the other group took the alley to the rear.

“Police!” The Sergeant hollered and then shot the lock on the door with the shotgun. He kicked at the damaged door, and was impacted by the gunfire from inside. The Sergeant was dead before he even hit the ground.

“Sargeant down.” The officer next to the kicked doorway aimed the Tommy gun and gave a long burst into the workshop.

“Tossing the grenade!” Another officer tossed the grenade inside. The explosion rocked the walls, and the officers rushed in with guns blazing. The other group had breached the rear entrance and was into the gunfight. It lasted five minutes before the ceasefire was called.

“One more alive.” The officer aimed the shotgun at the wounded guy lying on the ground. The officer took the shot and then said; “No one left.”

Lucas walked in and saw the massacre. It was like three guys against eleven officers. He had the place searched and found only stuffed dolls.

“Was it a bad call, Agent?” Lucas was asked by the captain. “The widow of the Sergeants wants to know/”

“No, Sir. It was a real call, and the info was right. The ones we shot were armed, and have …….”

“Loitering and public disorderly. None of them have any major records.” The captain shouted. “The guns were for hunting.”

“They shot the Sergeant first.” Lucas argued.

“After you asked him to break the lock. The officers told me that.” The captain was screaming then. “Why? And …… Damn you, Lucas. He did it and was shot dead.” The captain looked at Lucas.

“Where were you then?”

“I was across the street.”

“I am writing to our boss. You are hopeless. Your predecessor did a better job.” The captain looked down at the reports he was to read. “I will ask them to send a new guy.”

Lucas Perry was sent a letter of misconduct that day. He went to the drinking shop outside of Rome to ease his pains. He was met by Moses there.

“You told me that the liquor was there.” Lucas glared at Moses.

“I did and it was but the Muggles shipped it an hour earlier.” Moses seated next to Lucas explained the missing wares. “I could not get you. You had left the Precinct then.”

“Moses, if I ever find ……”

“Hey, Lucas. We are in it together. I get you the breaks you need, and you take care of my records.” Moses laid out the terms once more to Lucas. “It was a bad call yesterday, and my apologies the coppers lost the Sergeant. He was on the Muggles payroll.”

“Why did you think he shot the lock? He could have pry it open with the crowbar.” Moses looked at Lucas. “It was a sham to warn the inside”

“He went in first.” Lucas muttered.

“So, he did, and died for it. Maybe he was trying to get them to escape.” Moses sighed. “How would I know?”

“Hey, I am to go down south. Care to tag along? It may be interesting to you. And you get to go away for a few days.” Moses offered Lucas.

They left for Egypt and upon returning, Lucas got his feet wet in the cement. It was like a Bachelor party with the Groom to be sent off with the cement slab.