Callahan awoke peacefully but didn’t smell any home cooking like he had before, he got up and called for his brother but didn’t get a reply. Callahan entered his room and saw a little note on the table, it read ‘sorry brother, I was going to say goodbye but you looked so cute when you slept that I couldn’t bring myself to wake you, breakfast is in the fridge. Love Jimmy’. Callahan put the note back and sat on the bed, he never thought he’d be sad to have his brother go but now he was gone and Callahan felt a little saddened.
Callahan walked into the washroom and took a nice long shower and freshened himself up for the morning. He took the breakfast out of the fridge and fed himself along with Squeak. He reached over and grabbed the telephone and called the police station.
“Brooklyn Police department how may I help you?” said the voice from the telephone. “Scarlet I’m not sick anymore, I’ll be there in an hour” Callahan replied and with that he hung up the phone and got dressed. He looked to Squeak and gave him a brush upside his cheek as he left “be good” Callahan told Squeak as he left downstairs towards his car. He took a glance at his watch and realized it was 7:45am and he would have to hurry.
He raced downstairs and outside into the alleyway where he always parked the car. He hopped in his car and drove off down the slums of Brooklyn but made a stop at the local doughnut shop. “Hey D, it’s been a while… how have yah been” Beatrix asked, Callahan walked up to the counter and thought to himself “not bad, how have you been?” Callahan asked and Beatrix shrugged. “Things weren’t the same without you around, so the regular?” she asked and Callahan shook his head, “nah, make it warm and I’ll have a chocolate glazed doughnut” Callahan told her and she nodded “that’s a first” she replied and grabbed him a cup of hot coffee and a chocolate glazed doughnut. “Well I’d love to sit and chat but I’m gonna be late for work” Callahan muttered as he gave her 20 bits, like always and began to leave. “Never thought I’d see the day” Beatrix commented and Callahan looked back “first time for everything right?” Callahan asked and jumped in his car and drove off to the police station.
He finished his coffee and doughnut and proceeded inside to sign in. “Don’t sweat it Cal, I signed you in already” Scarlet said with a smile. “Why thanks Scarlet” Callahan replied politely and scurried up the stairs to his office. He sat down at his desk and let out an exhausted sigh, he didn’t know why but for some reason he felt good for being at work. He looked to his cigarette pack and grabbed it, for the last week he hadn’t smoked and figured it might be time to quit. He tossed the pack of cigarettes in the garbage and leaned back and relaxed.
“Things are going along nicely” Callahan muttered to himself as he opened the window and a breeze of cool air brushed inside his office. Suddenly Johnny burst into his office “hey Callahan you’re back” Johnny exclaimed and ran over and patted him on the back. “Yeah, bout time I got back… what you guys been slacking on me? Crime has nearly doubled in this town since I left” Callahan joked and Johnny laughed. “Hey listen I’m going out on patrol want to tag along?” Johnny asked and Callahan jumped on the offer “oh hell yes let’s go” Callahan replied and they both ran downstairs and outside to their cruisers. Johnny called out “hey this time try not to take all the fame when we bust a criminal” Johnny laughed and Callahan started up his car and grabbed the radio “then next time try and keep up”
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Callahan sat in his cruiser in an alleyway with Johnny’s cruiser close beside him. They had their windows down and were eating doughnuts from the local doughnut shop. “So Callahan what the hell kind of sickness did you catch, you were gone for quite a while” Johnny asked and Callahan looked over to him.
“Cleanly-itis” Callahan joked and Johnny rolled his eyes “what the hell is that?” he asked jokingly. “Oh you know where you have to clean your house up little by little” Callahan replied and Johnny laughed “I would’ve never thought that you would’ve cleaned that place up” Johnny laughed and Callahan shrugged. “Yeah Jimmy and I spent the week cleaning it up and it looks real nice, you should come out sometime” Callahan told Johnny.
“Yeah I meant to ask, where is Jimmy I thought he’d be with you” Johnny asked and Callahan sighed. “He had to go back home today and left early this morning” Callahan informed Johnny who nodded “damn, I kinda liked that kid, he was friggin hilarious” Johnny laughed. They sat there for few more minutes and conversed until their radios crackled.
“We have a hothead driving a grey Porsche 997 turbo, he’s driving in Brooklyn at speeds exceeding 120mph, all available units please respond”. Callahan grabbed his radio “this is Callahan I’m on it” Callahan called into the radio and started his car. Both he and Johnny turned on their sirens and Callahan placed the magnetic single red siren on the roof of his car and they sped towards the coordinates the radio-pony gave them.
Within 5 minutes they found the speeding Porsche and began to give pursuit. The radio in Callahan’s car crackled “we have new information on the culprit standby… the felon is prince Blueblood, all units all units the felon is prince Blueblood” the radio-pony informed them. “Oh fuck” Callahan hissed as he sped towards the Porsche at high speeds. The Porsche however was no slouch and Blueblood really knew how to drive a car.
Callahan grabbed his radio “this is Callahan, I’m going to PIT maneuver him over” Callahan called into the radio. There was a moment of silence but then he heard captain Danvers voice “Callahan don’t you dare try anything, we’re working out negotiations right now to have him pull over and surrender” Danvers yelled over the radio. “How long?” Callahan asked and a Danvers replied quickly “we haven’t been able to patch through to him yet but when we do” Danvers began but Callahan cut him off “no time captain, I’m taking him out” Callahan replied. “God dammit Callahan if you so much as nudge his car I’ll have you suspended” Danvers threatened and Callahan chuckled “don’t worry captain, he’ll live” Callahan replied and flicked the radio to a different channel.
Callahan attempted to PIT maneuver Blueblood but Blueblood raced his Porsche ahead and stayed far enough ahead of Callahan that he couldn’t do anything. The radio crackled and Blueblood’s voice came over it “well let’s see whose car is better, winner gets the others car” Blueblood wagered and Callahan stayed silent, “come on Callahan what are you chicken?” Blueblood asked tauntingly and Callahan snarled and slammed the accelerator to the floor, the car’s engine roared and the supercharger whined as his Gran Torino began to exceed 150mph. “That’s the spirit” Blueblood laughed and his Porsche zipped forwards and turned left, Callahan snickered, he knew that after that turn Blueblood only had a single road to follow. Callahan cranked the steering wheel and the car tipped onto 2 tires and Callahan drove it down an alleyway that attached to the road Blueblood was diving on, 2 wheels touching the ground and 2 wheels driving on the wall Callahan drove down the alleyway and hit car burst from the alleyway, Callahan cranked the wheel in the opposite direction and the car landed on both wheels And squealed to a stop. Blueblood’s Porsche flew towards Callahan’s Torino and he simply chuckled and grabbed the radio “time for a game of chicken, and for the record I don’t want you plastic piece of shit” Callahan taunted and slapped the car into first gear, he slammed the accelerator right to the floor and the car’s front end rose off the ground.
Callahan dropped the car into second gear and the car became flush with the road. “I’ve never lost a race in my life, and like hell I’ll lose one to some washed up old cop” Blueblood sneered over the radio but Callahan kept driving directly at Blueblood’s Porsche. They both reached speeds of 70mph.
Callahan gritted his teeth and he saw Blueblood’s eyes go wide as he realized that Callahan wasn’t even going to play chicken, he simply wanted to ram him. Blueblood realized this too late and both their vehicles clashed together, the Porsche’s front end was completely annihilated by the metal grill bars and steel of the 74 Gran Torino. Blueblood’s Porsche was stooped in its tracks but Callahan’s Torino kept going, pushing the Porsche backwards. Callahan drove the Porsche into a brick wall and the rear end of the Porsche, along with its motor, where completely trashed. Callahan put his car in reverse and drove backwards, at first Blueblood’s car was hitched to Callahan’s Torino but soon the weak fibers broke and Callahan’s car pulled away. Multiple police sirens could be heard in the distance as Callahan got out of his car and approached Blueblood in his trashed Porsche.
Callahan tried to open the door but it was broken and wouldn’t open, Callahan simply ripped the door off and grabbed Blueblood. His nose had been broken by the airbag and he was missing several teeth. Callahan ripped him out of his seat and brought Blueblood over to his car and slammed him against the hood and cuffed his hoofs behind his back, Callahan spun Blueblood around “looks like you lost this race”