Carry Me Out | (Creative Artists Agency LLC Mark Tuan)

Two.

I rotated my torso as the guy attempted to hit me.

"Call Jackson." I said and continued to fight the dude.

Saebyuk nodded and started to call 112 and brought her phone on her right ear.

"Hey Jackson, we're getting attacked by a 'Psycho member.'" She said and tried to get in the fight.

"No!" I shouted, "Stay back. I don't want you to get hurt."

"Kay, got it. Where are you?" He asked.

"On Mark's front porch." She said.

Jackson hung up before Saebyuk could say anything more.

In four long minutes of trying to take down this dude, Jackson finally arrived and shot the guy in his shoulder.

"Stay down." He commanded.

"What if I don't wanna?" The guy said and stud up again.

"Fine." He said and aimed at the guy's arm.

He tried to dodge the bullet but the bullet was faster than the guy's reaction.

He fell on the ground and was struggling to get on his feet again.

Then again Jackson was faster than the guy and put handcuffs on his wrists.

"Oh, and the police station's straight ahead of us. How convenient." He said and started to walk with the guy with handcuffs.

Saebyuk was quiet.

"So, can we go home now?" She finally asked.

"Yeah, c'mon." I said and offered her hand.

As I was driving, I took a long breath, trying not to comprehend this afternoon.

I mean, I was happy when I saw the invite to get in the police academy but now, I kinda wanna do something else.

Less dangerous and less violent things.

"Hey Mark, you good? You haven't moved before you shut off the car's engine." Saebyuk said and patted my right hand.

"Sorry, I was just thinking about another job." I said and got out of my car.

"Oh, what do you wanna do instead?" She asked.

"Ah, I don't know. Maybe be an engineer or study crime scenes." I said and closed my garage door.

"Sure.." Saebyuk said gingerly, "how many years have you been in the station for now?"

"About fife years now." I said and took off my shoes.

"I mean, now you can pick a different job but.."

"Where would I go?" I answered her instead.

She nodded.

"It's ok. I'll do something about it." I said and walked to my desktop

Then I opened my computer and looked at the news.

I looked and saw a boy about to jump in 'The N Tower' in Seoul.

"Shit." I mumbled and shut off my computer and ran to the bathroom.

"Wait, take me with you." Saebyuk insisted.

"Sure, you can borrow one of my uniforms." I said and tossed a uniform to her.

She opened her mouth.

In three minutes, I changed and got a jacket.

Saebyuk already changed into the uniform.

It was a little big for her.

"Ready?" I asked and got my keys and opened the garage door.

We drove to the station in three minutes and changed cars.

Shit, what am I doing..?

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