Officiallythick

A Fiction Short Story

Posted on 05 Jun 2011 by admin | Filled under: uncategorized

The Sheriff has died. The Sheriff was killed. Everyone was in the middle of an outpouring of both sorrow and affection for the popular lawperson paid his life during his duty. The next day, the newspapers were detailing what happened according to witnesses, the news described what happened. A bullet from a burglar last night, entered the lower part of the heart, during a burglar chase in the mountains, north Michigan peninsula. His deputy was trying to bring quick attention to his fellow police officers in the office, urging them to bring the ambulance quickly. He described the situation as deadly dangerous. The burglar's bullet fatally wounded the County Sheriff on the evening of Monday, first April, this year. He and his partner, Deputy Sarah Millis, had been doing surveillance on two nearby cabins hoping to capture two men who's been breaking into homes and stores for the past three years. The burglars still were not been identified. Even though the police had descriptions somehow of their identity. After waiting for four hours, the County Sheriff asked his deputy to wait and see. But before 10 O'clock at night, the Sheriff decided to come closer to the home. Every thing happened quickly, a bullet was heard in the dark night. The Deputy followed the path, of the Sheriff . He heard a voice with pain. The voice was coming from under one tree. The Sheriff was laying down on his back, and the blood was covering his left side chest. The Deputy called ambulance, but it was more than half an hour to reach out the place.

Coming from Ohio, an officers was never apart of the community and being able to make a difference for the last ten years of service. The Sheriff was tall, with sporty muscles, a good friend to all those who knew him, and he meant much to almost all families in town. People remember him with his smile, talking simple words, telling funny stories. Anyone see him, immediately reflect his satisfaction that they were in safe hands.

No one suspected that the burglar had a gun, or got one before arriving at the cabin. Even the Sheriff who was always expert in dealing with criminals, but this time, in the dark night, he did not know that the burglar was waiting for him. When he stepped in a hole beside the near tree, the burglar shot toward the sound. Unfortunately, the bullet did not miss the body, it was a fatal one, where the Sheriff immediately fell down with an awful pain in his heart. The bullet hit the Sheriff severing one inch down the heart. The medical help could not get there quickly enough, and he was pronounced dead about two hours later after being airlifted to the closest city hospital..

Rumors began to spread, for example, the remoteness of the site may have played a role in the Sheriff's death. That the burglar did not show any mercy. People in the area call the burglars the Dark Bandit because of what they steal and cover their heads with dark cloth hats. The Dark Bandit has been burglarizing homes and cabins up for nearly three years. All attempts to arrest them and bring them to court have failed. The Bandit always got away every time. One in the neighborhood claimed that he was close to catch one of the burglars, but he implied he had a gun and the homeowner decided to back off. No one knows yet who he or she was, but one homeowner who caught him in the act of burglarizing his cabin several years ago managed to get a very good picture of him. He confirmed that the burglar was a man. Burglary was not normal in the area, until three years ago. Burglars were causing a lot of problems for homes and merchants for a long time,

The Sheriff that day, planned to trap the Bandit, He with his three officers including his Deputy waited, they confronted him. When something went terribly wrong. Bullets started flying with both officers and the burglar engaged in the gun battle. When the fire seized, the Bandit vanished from the sight. But an eye witness said that he saw a truck, Ford Model,, red color was leaving to the jungle. On that evening, the Sheriff and his Deputy, followed alone the tracks lead to the mountain. In their talk, the Deputy said that the Sheriff was determined not to go back empty handed, He wanted to catch him. Because he was terrifying the people, which was annoying to the Sheriff himself and the police Department of the town.

The Sheriff died in the way few yards to the hospital, serving his community. The Dark Bandit was one of the five most-wanted crooks in the area. Their fingerprints were obtained by forensic Investigators and are hoping to finally discover who he was. After the sheriff died, the forensic scientist investigator described that the bullet was hurting the lower part of the heart, where the blood was quickly poured off the heart. That was the main cause for death. All those who knew the Sheriff noted that he love his job, and was perfect in his care of bringing security to the community until recently. But he was special for all and will be missed for his great deeds to the community. Two weeks later, the Dark Bandit was caught, after an attempt from the Police Department to seize the Bandit, as a promise to their remarkable Sheriff. Finally, the community breathes safety with no burglars around