Fly into a mad rage about your partner

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You scream with rage and pull out your billy club before storming up to the backseat driver side of of Martin's car. Inside you can already see Jessica cowering behind the protection of the glass and metal.

"You fucking bitch!" You shout of with all the outrage you can humanly muster, "You steal my gun! Kill my partner! And then have the fucking nerve to accuse me of killing him!?"

You whack the fortified glass of the car with your club, it's not enough to damage the window but it does make a very loud cracking sound that cause Jessica to shriek with terror.

"You know what we do to cop killers in this town, do ya bitch?" you scream at her and rain a furry of blows down on the top of the vehicle, "We string 'em up and then shoot enough poison in their miserable hides to kill a fucking elephant!"

The corners of your mouth begin to froth as you continue hurl blow after blow down atop the outside of the car and spew endless insults and death threats at a panic stricken Jessica.

Eventually Martin and one of the other officers have to drag you away from the car and restrain you until you start to calm down.

"Take it easy, Boby!," Martin say to you as your thrashing movements start to abate, "You can't go about it this way."

"I'm sorry, Martin," you say in a gruff voice, "I'm cool now, I'm cool."

The officers let you go and you straighten yourself up a little before looking at Officer Martin, "You aren't say you believe her...are you, Mart?"

"No, no. I'm not sayin' that, Boby," he says in an uncertain voice and breaks eye contact you, "It's just that..."

"Just what?" anger begins creeping back into you voice.

"When we caught her she didn't have your gun on her..." he says almost apologetically

"Well she probably got rid of it somewhere!" you look at Jessica and growl, "Didn't you, you fucking bitch?"

"Boby. When we caught her she was wearing hand-cuffs behind her back and had no pants." Martin breaks eye contact with you again, "And she said you raped her, Boby."

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