He had not run for very long before he realized the two cops were only pacing him. They could see something he could not. With each frantic step a sense of dread nagged at him. The more calm and calculating they were, the further behind he left his common sense, and his panic ratcheted up. As he ran, the black and white radio car glided silently along behind like a predatory whale.
Raymond Chandler? Dashiell Hammett? Elmore Leonard? Nope, just a 'blotter' incident write-up from the San Francisco Police Department. Someone over there is really putting some thought into those things...
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