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Oxy's voice came through the coms. "I’m headed in your direction. As a heads up, we've got press on scene."
Weston met Fox's gaze and tipped his head to the front door. "You got this covered?"
Fox sighed. "This is not my favorite part of the job."
"You're the one trained for it." Weston smiled at him.
Another comment by Oxy came through the coms. "Transport van is here. Chief's car, too."
"Thanks, Oxy."
West looked at the group. "Is he ready for transport?"
Duval huffed. "He's cuffed, but I'm not sure if he's going to be good or if we have to convince him to be a good boy for a few minutes."
Jenner pulled on his arm, but Duval's hold didn't slip at all.
Oxy walked in, still wearing his borrowed lineman clothes. "Are we stopping by the site to give this back, or-"
"Don't anyone rush off. Especially on my account."
Weston turned and saw Chief Fagan walk up from his car. The only vehicle allowed past the CAUTION tape.
The Chief looked around at the group. "I'll have to make a statement sometime today. I'd rather not do it here at the scene. Likely back at the office in the briefing room. I'd rather not make more of a scene out here than we've already caused."
Weston nodded. "Good idea."
The Chief nodded. "We've turned their whole street upside down. This time of day folks are likely headed home. So, let's get Mr. Folsom his ride to holding so we can get all of these official vehicles off of the street."
"Yes, sir." Weston nodded and picked up his radio handset and relayed the information."
The officers and Rangers on scene all cleared the way for the SWAT team to move their apprehended bail jumper to the transport van.
This one looked more like the old Paddy Wagons of the past. Reinforced doors and a more armored feel to it.
They'd have a police escort to lock up so that there wouldn't be any more surprises.
The Chief looked at Weston. "You going to walk with them to the transport?"
Weston shook his head. "My team has it handled."
The chief nodded his agreement and stepped back beside Weston as the men walked Jenner Folsom away.
When the attention of the crowd was further on down the street, the Chief turned to face Weston. "Who was that woman who got the girlfriend out of the way? Is she the one on your team?"
Weston nodded. "That's Jaclyn Morgan."
"Morgan..." The Chief had a faraway look on his face. "Don't we have another Morgan associated with the Rangers?"
Weston thought about it. "There's bound to be. Morgan is a pretty common name. Guessing there has to be one somewhere."
"Hmm... Probably." The Chief looked over at the ambulance they'd brought up along the side street. "She have a family? Husband? Children?"
Weston hadn't expected that question. "Parents. No family besides that."
The Chief nodded, looking a little lost in thought.
"Glad she was okay."
