"Now play nice Officer" came a quiet, firm voice from behind Joe, and a cold, hard metallic object pressed aginst the side of his face.

Joe froze, he knew the feel of a gun barrel when he felt it. And getting his brains blown out in a dingy alley wasn't in the job description. The kid's partner must have been in the car and jumped out as soon as they pulled into the alley, DAMN!

The voice continued "Play time is over, release Kenny here - nice and slow - and take off that fine leather jacket of yours!" Joe could feel his sidearm being removed from its holster as the man spoke. And there was nothing he could do about it.

"Awww, and I was just starting to enjoy it" said Kenny.