Wounded Badge Vista
by Kieran York
“Deputy down. Code Red.” There was alarm in the
dispatcher’s voice when the radio blared, “Deputy down. Ten-eighteen. Urgent.
Repeat, deputy down.” Dispatcher Wanda Thurlow’s voice cracked. Her words
rushed, nearly dashing one over the next. “All available units to the Wounded
Badge Vista parking lot.” Sheriff Royce Madison broke in, “I’m on my way,
Wanda. I’m twenty minutes out.”
The heinous pointblank shooting of a lawman had
changed Timber County. The manhunt was on, and it was imperative that it be
solved with immediacy. Royce, and her force, were all targets of a vicious
shooter. Endangered, they rushed to locate and arrest him. The difficulty was
that the would-be murderer was determined, and seemed to be invisible. His
identity was concealed, his disguise was illusionary. He was in no one’s
vision, and everyone wearing a badge was in his sight.
dispatcher’s voice when the radio blared, “Deputy down. Ten-eighteen. Urgent.
Repeat, deputy down.” Dispatcher Wanda Thurlow’s voice cracked. Her words
rushed, nearly dashing one over the next. “All available units to the Wounded
Badge Vista parking lot.” Sheriff Royce Madison broke in, “I’m on my way,
Wanda. I’m twenty minutes out.”
The heinous pointblank shooting of a lawman had
changed Timber County. The manhunt was on, and it was imperative that it be
solved with immediacy. Royce, and her force, were all targets of a vicious
shooter. Endangered, they rushed to locate and arrest him. The difficulty was
that the would-be murderer was determined, and seemed to be invisible. His
identity was concealed, his disguise was illusionary. He was in no one’s
vision, and everyone wearing a badge was in his sight.