>>5758143>>5758146>>5758149>>5758151>>5758155You keep silent and focus on the road ahead. Hawthorne gives you a side glance but says nothing as he hooks the radio and mumbles under his breath. "Motherfucker."
Your cruiser comes roaring up behind the Gas Station and jump out of your car with your gun drawn. You hear the trunk pop as Hawthorne rounds the back and pulls the shotgun from the trunk, a crack echoes as he slams the action and puts a shell in the chamber. He grabs his radio.
"Kimble, we're in position. Ambulance is on route. Maintain your position and make sure he doesn't escape out the front." He crouches with you behiind the wheel well of the cruiser and looks at you with stone cold eyes.
"Emergencies don't stop training, rook. These situations can teach you more than any words can and they can teach me about you too." He peeks over the hood at the metal door in the back of the station.
"I noticed you being quiet in the car, Rook. If it's nerves then shake em now. Tell me what you'd do in this situation? Suspect may have hostages, is a known hostile to law enforcement, already on the hook for attempted murder, interior unknown."
>Tell me your strategy Rook.>(OPTIONAL) Roll 1d100 for Shivers, taking the middle most roll of 3 since you've used it once today. 