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Mitch tried the door and found it locked. He stepped back and kicked at the door with his big foot. The door burst open, causing the frame to splinter away from the doorjamb, creating a loud crashing noise. Tiny was standing at the coffee table, plucking leaves from the marijuana plant and shoving them in his big mouth. Mitch ran to him and grabbed him around the neck. "Spit it out, you fat son of a bitch!" Mitch yelled. Tiny continued to stuff his face as he began to choke from Mitch’s grip. He threw his right elbow back and caught Mitch right in the forehead. Mitch released his grip on Tiny and fell back against the wall. Jenny ran over to Mitch. "Are you all right?" Jenny yelled as she attempted to help Mitch regain his balance. "Don’t worry about me! Mace him!" Mitch yelled. Jenny drew her pepper spray from her belt and pointed it toward Tiny. Tiny smiled, and for as big as he was, he had a quickness about him that one wouldn’t expect. As swift as a jaguar, Tiny swung his chubby hand and struck Jenny on her shoulder, knocking her across the room. She fell over a wooden chair that Tiny had been using as a foot stool when he watched TV. Mitch, who was back on his feet, ran toward Tiny and grabbed him in a chokehold. Tiny began to gasp for air as he stumbled around the room. Mitch held on tight, hoping this fat asshole would soon pass out. Tiny felt weak as he stopped moving and fell backwards onto the floor, trapping Mitch underneath him, pinning his hand. "Get this fat son of a bitch off of me! Hit him with your baton, Jenny!" Mitch shouted. Jenny got to her feet, pulled out her baton and ran over to Tiny. She first struck him on the legs, which had no effect. She then struck him in the stomach, which caused the baton to bounce back, as if she struck a balloon. Mitch struggled to get his arms free, but 450 pounds was a lot to move. "You think that hurts? Those must be love taps! You want Tiny, don’t you? Come here, baby," said Tiny. Tiny grabbed the baton, pulled Jenny down on top of him and got her in a bear hug. Jenny’s head fell right next to Tiny’s armpit, and she thought she was going to pass out or vomit from the musty smell. "Come on, baby. I know you like it. Let Tiny show you what it’s like to be with a real man!" Tiny shouted as he began to laugh loudly. Mitch wiggled and squirmed, finally freeing his right hand. He removed his gun from his holster, reached up and placed the muzzle against Tiny’s head. "You feel that? That’s hard, cold Beretta steel! I’m going to blow your brains clear to East L.A. if you don’t let go of her and get your fat ass off of me!" Mitch yelled. Tiny hesitated for a moment, then realized he didn’t care much for his brains to visit East L.A. He let go of Jenny and rolled off of Mitch. Mitch got to his feet and found it a little hard to breathe from all of Tiny’s weight on top of him. Tiny stood across the room, with his hands up and his head down. "Are you all right?" Mitch asked Jenny. "Yeah, I think so," Jenny replied. Mitch looked over at Tiny. "What the hell are you looking at the ground for?" Tiny just stood there with his head down as Mitch holstered his gun and walked over to Tiny. "Cover me, Jenny," said Mitch as he approached Tiny. Mitch walked up to Tiny and stood in front of him. "Hold your head up and look at me, you fat piece of sh--!" Mitch said. Tiny slowly raised his head and looked Mitch in the eyes. Mitch cupped Tiny’s chin with his left hand and stared into his eyes. "Now, Jenny, consider this a training exercise on something you shouldn’t do," Mitch said. Tiny didn’t even see it coming. Mitch slugged him with his right fist so hard that it knocked the big 450-pound man across the room, where he fell over the same chair over which he had knocked Jenny.
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All Mitch Murdock wanted was a nice slow evening to break in Jenny, his new rookie partner, but that wasn’t going to happen. On her first night out, a gruesome discovery is made in the trunk of a stolen car. Human organs were found inside of a cooler. All of a sudden, bodies with missing organs were starting to pop up all over L.A. and the police knew the problem was larger then they let on. Martin "Poppy" Popovitch and his partner, Jorge Cervantes from Robbery Homicide Division, would soon be in the thick of things as they headed a task force formed to find the killer. All of the victims are males and all of the victims are White, but Poppy knew that something else threaded the victims together. After their prime suspect turns up dead, the detectives start a wild ride in search of the killer, which takes them across the border to Mexico. This becomes a true test of their skills to get out alive. As the investigation intensifies, Poppy’s personal life tumbles as he’s confronted with major challenges both on and off the job. A lesser man may have thrown in the towel, but Poppy was true LAPD blue and quitting was never an option.
About the Author
La Mont A. Jerrett has been a law enforcement officer for over twenty-one years. He has worked for three different police agencies, which included a number of assignments such as narcotics, gang detail, Academy Drill Instructor and patrol duties. He is currently working as a field sergeant for the Los Angeles Police Department. This is his first book and many of his ideas came from real life experiences. La Mont is an avid pilot and enjoys flying in his spare time. He grew up in Los Angeles and currently makes his home in the L.A. area.