Get Out, Scum! Cop Yelled... Froze When Both Flashed Internal Affairs IDs
Chapter 6
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Before David could respond, the crackle of the police radio on Kowalski's shoulder broke the tension:"Unit 4, this is Supervisor 2. I see you're out on a traffic stop on 114. Need a backup unit? Over."It was Sergeant Liam Donovan.Kowalski's eyes darted to his radio, a flicker of desperate, misplaced hope igniting in his chest: if Donovan got here, maybe they could smooth this over; maybe the sergeant could use his political connections to squash whatever this was.David noticed the look. He didn't stop Kowalski; instead, he gave a curt nod. "Call him in. Tell him to expedite."Kowalski fumbled for the mic on his shoulder, his fingers shaking so badly he keyed it twice before broadcasting: "Supervisor 2, this is Unit 4. I need you at my location, Elm and Fourth. Expedite.""Copy that, Unit 4. Two minutes out."For those two minutes, nobody moved. The only sounds were the rhythmic slapping of the windshield wipers and the heavy, ragged breathing of Officer Kowalski. He stood in the rain, alternating between trying to formulate a defense and staring at the flashing lights of his own cruiser, realizing they were now illuminating his demise.A heavy SUV emblazoned with the Oak Haven Police Department logo roared around the corner, its sirens wailing briefly before shutting off. It slid to a halt directly behind Kowalski's cruiser. The door swung open and Sergeant Liam Donovan stepped out: a massive, broad-shouldered man who carried himself with the arrogant swagger of a local warlord."Tommy, what's the holdup?" Donovan barked, marching toward the scene. He barely glanced at David and Khloe, instantly dismissing them as insignificant civilians. "You need help tossing the car? If they're giving you lip, drag them out and let's get it over with! It's pouring out here!"Kowalski didn't speak. He just stared at Donovan, his face completely pale, looking like a man standing on the gallows.Donovan finally stopped, his brow furrowing as he noticed Kowalski's paralyzed state. He turned his attention to David. "What did you do to my officer, boy? You better have your hands where I can see them!""Sergeant Liam Donovan," David interrupted, his voice slicing through the rain. He raised his hand, the gold badge catching the glare of the SUV's headlights. Khloe stepped forward, holding hers up as well. "State Attorney General's Office, Internal Affairs."Donovan froze mid-stride. The arrogant swagger evaporated in a microsecond, replaced by a sudden, rigid stillness. His eyes darted from the badges to David's face, then to Khloe's, and finally settled on Kowalski."We've been listening to your radio traffic all night, Sergeant," Khloe said, tapping the small concealed microphone on her collar. "We caught the part where you told Kowalski to shake down the usual suspects on 114. We also caught the fact that you just arrived on a scene and immediately suggested illegally tossing our car and assaulting us without asking a single investigative question."Donovan swallowed hard. The realization hit him just as hard as it had hit his subordinate. He looked at Kowalski, a sudden venomous betrayal flashing in his eyes."I don't know what he told you, investigators," Donovan said, instantly shifting into survival mode and throwing Kowalski to the wolves. "But Officer Kowalski has a history of going rogue. If he initiated a bad stop, he did it on his own authority. The department doesn't condone this."