Chapter 5 - Roadblock and Capture
Ahead on the interstate, two State Trooper cruisers deployed a spiked tire deflation strip across all three southbound lanes.
Realizing too late that the road was blocked, the female driver slammed her brakes, causing the luxury sedan to fishtail violently.
The car spun three full rotations across the wet asphalt, showering sparks against the concrete median barrier before coming to a dead stop.
Marcus slammed his cruiser's brakes, sliding to a halt sideways to block any potential escape route for the trapped driver.
Within seconds, four armed state troopers swarmed the wrecked sedan, their service weapons drawn and pointed through the windows.
"Hands on the steering wheel! Do it now!" a trooper bellowed, his voice cutting through the roar of highway traffic.
The emerald-clad driver slowly raised her trembling hands, her emerald blouse torn at the shoulder as her facade completely crumbled.
Marcus stepped out of his cruiser, walking briskly toward the driver's side door with his tactical flashlight cutting through the glass.
"You're done running," Marcus stated coldly, yanking the door open and pulling the suspect out onto the pavement in heavy cuffs.
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She offered no physical resistance, staring blankly down at the grey concrete as federal jurisdiction sirens began wailing in the distance.
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