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At this point, Fox had tried to get the suspect inside to surrender himself peacefully.
That had gone over as well as the meth that the man had smoked earlier in the day.
Thank God there weren't any children on scene. The last thing anyone on his team wanted to see was a child hurt during asituation like this. With adults only on the scene, they could use methods that weren't possible with children in the home.
West was taking notes as he listened to Fox’s conversation.
"Julia... Julia, I need you to breathe and tell me again. Where is your father?'
He could hear the woman's answer through the speakers on Fox's monitor.
"He's... he's on the floor with me. I'm... I'm trying to stop the bleeding."
"Okay."
Weston heard Fox breathe audibly, trying to get Julia to calm down naturally. The last thing people would do is calm down when someone was telling them to 'calm down.'
"Is the bleeding slowing with the pressure you're putting on it?"
"No... Yes... I don't know. I think so!" Julia's voice was climbing higher. "But there's so much blood already here that I can't tell!"
Weston saw Fox out of the corner of his eyes. The man was rock steady, but West could see the tension in his jaw.
"Just keep doing what you're doing, Julia. Your dad needs you to keep calm. Can you ask Nathan to come to the phone again and-"
"I'm not talking to anyone! I just want y'all to get away from here! Everything's gonna be okay if people just leave us alone."
"Please! Just let my father go! I'll stay with you! I... I'll do whatever you say, Nate! Just let my dad- Nate? Wh-what are you doing?"
West leaned in toward the monitor saw the view from one of the eye-level cameras. Dally’s.
West spoke up to alert the rest of the group. "He's reaching behind the sofa cushion."
West gripped the microphone on the desk before him and gave the order. "Go."
The scene developedin front of him through the screens on the monitor in front of him.
Both front and back doors imploded almost at the same time.
The sudden explosion of sound turned the suspect's head.
"Show me your hands!"
"Ma'am, come with me."
"Let me take over, Ma'am. I've got him."
"Don't reach for anything!"
"Stop fighting."
"You're going to add a charge for resisting-"
"You think I don't know that? I know where I'm going."
"Then give me your hand and shut the fuck up!"
Weston let out a breath at that. Myles was a good Ranger, but he tended to let his mouth get ahead of him.
