The bastards were definitely bribed. They would at least have given us the chance to open if this was a legit arrest.
The cops run into the house, two of them grabbing Elliot, forcing him to kneel and put his hands behind his head. He knows better than to fight back in this situation.
I snatch the door open, ready to run, when I bump into a strong body. Stumbling back, I look up at Captain Martinez, a real bag of shit. I wonder how much hard it was to breathe having his ass up on his shoulders all the time. Usually he didn't pose much of a problem to us since we had him deep in our pockets as we did other officers in the county also. But, it seemed he was neck deep in someone else's deeper pocket.
"Kayla King," he calls in his loud voice. "We've got a warrant for your arrest." He shoves a document against my chest that I can't even grab since he's already getting a hold of my wrists. I'm facing Elliot again as he twists me around.
