BCP (prologue)1989BCP (prologue) by Crowphes
Three men wait in the shadows ducking and weaving between buildings as sirens sounded in the distance. The first crossed the road, his shades glinting in the streetlight and jet black hair-like tar. He hid behind a building and motioned for the others to cross the street, a rather large man followed closely by a skinny weedy looking man. The slick man with the sunglasses hid behind another building as a police car roared pass. He put the micro radio into his hand and put it closely to his ear as another radio transmission begun.
Another fire: 36 Evelane Street, the fire will get out of control if we wait too long all available units. Currently two had made it out alive…
“Calm down, it’s only a fire,” he said speaking to the huge man. “Harvey, do you understand the plan?”
“Do you Johnathan?” he said to the skinny weedy man who gave a curt reply.
“I do Cash but are these really necessary?” he sa