That gunshot that rang shook Pasonia out of his self-induced stupor. As he, like the rest, stepped in and took a good look...
...A woman who loved him...
...Many children enveloping him...
...An honored policeman. To be sure, the gun stated "LAPD 98-501 - Pride of Los Angeles".
The rest watched solemnly, TLOS's blood flowing out of his body still. Already, some of the blood were beginning to dry, and all that was left was a gut-wrenching smell of death.
"Pressure enough to break a policeman down...?"
Pasonia stood in the house a long while, deep in thought and mulling over the latest occurrence.
...A woman who loved him...
...Many children enveloping him...
...An honored policeman. To be sure, the gun stated "LAPD 98-501 - Pride of Los Angeles".
The rest watched solemnly, TLOS's blood flowing out of his body still. Already, some of the blood were beginning to dry, and all that was left was a gut-wrenching smell of death.
"Pressure enough to break a policeman down...?"
Pasonia stood in the house a long while, deep in thought and mulling over the latest occurrence.