Marc saw the police car pull into the lot. He heard more sirens and figured more were on the way. Everyone knows the threat Jay is. Marc smiled when he saw the two cops. Jay was tied to a tree.
Marc was happy to see Joe and Kelly coming to the scene. Marc and Joe worked together as teens in a fast food restaurant. Shortly after college graduation, Marc briefly dated Kelly. They all exchanged pleasantries. Of course, they know Alana from back in the day. Other officers arrived.
Jay was shackled and dragged into a police vehicle. Marc and Alana held each other and kissed. Better late than never for those two to fool around in the park. They felt relieved, as the Sisters of Mercy played from Alana’s iPhone.
Alana was behind the wheel of her car with Marc stretching out in the passenger’s seat. He briefed Anat via text. Alana drove on to the sounds of Slooshy, Viva Gore’s band. Her sister’s band, Weird Wolves would play next. As they reached the BQE their dad’s band, Depeche Mode was playing “Behind the Wheel.” It was perfect music for the downtime after catching a criminal.
They knew their work was not over. No one expected Jay to remain in prison. No, it was not the judge that would release him. They knew he would hatch another escape plan.
Anat was still delivering groceries. She still wanted to help. She took Jerry along in his stroller. He was not going to need it much longer. He was always itching to get out and walk by himself. Soon enough. Anat wanted to instill giving back to Jerry at a young age. He enjoyed the ride and the candy he got for staying quiet.
Anat saw far too many people without masks and not social distancing. She was annoyed. She saw a few tough kids hanging out on Third Ave. None wore the proper PPE. She got angry. She tried to remain calm. But she knew she had a baby to keep safe.
She asked them to put masks on and think about the people in the neighborhood, especially the elderly. The kids laughed. One of the teen girls threw her lipstick at Anat. It hit her in the head.
She held the stroller and listened to the laughter of the teens. She smiled. She should have walked away.
But she fired raisins at the girl. The girl had no idea what hit her. One of the boys ran toward her. She fired dates and apricots. One pulled out his mobile to film this. Anat pushed the stroller like a Nascar and was out of the line of sight. The kids were scared and stunned. They didn’t know if they should post something. Or stay quiet out of fear people would think they would need psych evals.
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