1. Policewomen 2: Trina and Son


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    behind her. When she got to the beginning of the long driveway, she watched a few men scurry about on fire, the compound in ruins – leaving barely enough for evidence should any authorities in nearby counties see the fiery display. She saw someone emerge from the fire and wreckage at the front door. Trina stared at the man in the distance, she could tell he was staring right back at her. She knew who we was. “Come get me, you son-of-a-bitch. I dare you,” Trina said. “Richie,” Trina thought. She rushed down the dirt driveway, turning left at the end. “Richie!” she called out to him continuously for 50 feet after she turned off the driveway. Finally she heard him behind a large boulder. He emerged, limping slightly. “Richie!” she rushed to him, throwing her arms around him, holding him against her nude body. “Let’s get out here. Let’s go back to the camp. You see the fire? The waterfall is in that direction,” Trina said, pointing past the destruction. “Let’s cut through the woods. I have no idea if this road leads up back to camp or to more roads,” Richie suggested, coughing a little. “Good idea. Can you make it?” “Yeah, I should be ok. If we can make it to camp, we can retrace our way from there.” Trina nodded, pausing, holding back tears. She caressed her son’s face, “Let’s go.” Chapter 11 – Survivors Derrick watched Trina leave the compound, a fiery mess all around him. He was badly burned on his right arm, and parts of his face, a tire from the exploding truck grazed his ...
    leg, deeply bruising the thigh. He limped toward the destroyed weapon shack, carefully searching for something, anything that was usable for his hunt. With an entire box of grenades exploding in that one shack, nothing was left. Derrick only had a revolver at his side, grabbing it from next to his bed when he first heard the explosions outside. It would have to do. He limped behind the smoldering remnants of the building, looking in the direction of Trina’s campsite. He saw bits and pieces of burning debris spread throughout the darkened forest before him. There was a large piece of a truck, the engine, most of the cab he though, lighting up the forest below. Derrick saw someone move past it. It appeared to be a naked woman helping someone – Trina and her son. In his anger, Derrick opened fire, missing three shots. He gave chase, stumbling and rolling down the large embankment, landing on his back, hitting his head on a rock. Before he lost consciousness he saw Trina in the distance disappear into the shadows. ** “We need to take a break, please,” Richie said. Struggling to go on. They ran as fast as Richie could go when they heard the three shots fired from the compound. No longer able to see any flames from the compound behind them, careful to maintain their course to the waterfall. Trina knew Derrick was still alive and would chase after them – she was counting on it. They could’ve stayed behind and hid off the main dirt road, waiting for helicopters or a fire department ...
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