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4 April
Saint Marie Hospital
Intensive Care Unit
11:51 am
"Attention! Attention! This is not a test. We are
experiencing a serious breach. Do not approach this person," he commanded, as a
security camera picture of me by Gabbi's bed flashed up in a box beside him on
the screen. "He is a wanted criminal and is considered extremely dangerous.
Staff, remain calm. Please proceed with your patients to the designated
evacuation areas . . . Attention! Attention!"
I raced past the reception area towards
the big exit doors. I pushed past them, flying down a few steps as a
squad car screeched to a halt at the curb almost in front of me! The cop
in the passenger seat turned in my direction and our eyes locked. Of all
the cops in the city it had to be him! The cop who has tripped
over Boges in the old St. Johns Street house, when he was trying to
arrest him . . . The cop who, more importantly, I jabbed with a
tranquilizer before stealing his pepper spray. This was unbelievable!
"That's him!" he yelled. "The little
low-life who stuck a needle in me! He's the kid the whole state is
after! Grab him!"
He fumbled with something as he climbed
out of the car, giving me more time to get away.
"Stop him! Police! Don't let him get
away!" he shouted into the street.
I weaved around the startled people, who
really couldn't get out of my way fast enough.
Not daring to take the time to look back,
I ran around a corner and kept going. My mind was whirling -- thinking
about Gabbi finally coming around, and seeing my mum for the first time
in ages, who felt like a stranger to me. My excitement conflicted with
my sadness, and now I had the panic of being chased again.
Behind me, I could hear the squad car
revving up and coming after me. It was a busy street, but I was an easy
target. Somehow I would have to lose them.
I made another fast left-hand turn down a
side street. They switched the siren on and continued after me. I raced
towards the end of the street, but then my heart sank when I saw what
was ahead of me.
I'd run myself into a dead end!
A tall cyclone fence blocked my escape
into the green sports field that was behind it. The squad car was close.
I had no choice. I hurled myself up the fence, got to the top, and was
about to swing my leg over when my backpack slid off of me and crashed
down to the ground!
Everything, all my arsenal, was in
that backpack. I made a split-second decision. I would have to go down
and get it! With the squad car almost pulling up beside me, I jumped
back, snatched up the bag, hurled it over the fence, then threw myself
at the wire netting again.
Pepper-spray Cop was on me like a flash!
His hands grabbed my leg -- the leg that
still hadn't fully recovered from the lion gash. The pain made me scream
and kick out with strength I didn't know I had. I heard him yell as my
kick connected with his face, and I twisted and wrenched myself free,
scrambling over the top of the fence, landing heavily on the grass on
the other side.
I felt like yelling Yes! and doing
a victory dance! But I had other things on my mind. I had to get out of
there. And I knew it wouldn't take them long to back up the squad car
and drive around the other side of the sports field to catch me.
I cut across the center, running as hard
as I could. Once on the other side, I had to climb over more cyclone
fencing.
Just as I jumped down on the footpath, I
heard the approaching siren No!
The cops were there already!
I looked around for a way to escape. Just
a little way ahead I could see a narrow walkway. I swerved into it and
kept running all the way to the other end. As I reached another corner,
I glanced back to see the squad car parked in the distance at the end of
the walkway. Pepper-spray Cop was jumping out of the car. But he was too
far away, and too slow, to have hope of catching me now.
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