King ☞ r. grimes

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Plans

Rick and the team stood in an abandoned warehouse.

They were making a plan.

They decided to make a trade with two of Dawn's cops instead of killing everyone.

They would trade the cops for Beth and Carol.

The group got into their positions.

Rick and the group were positioned behind a wall, ready to step out when Noah had the cops distracted.

Noah was sent out as bait.

He started firing his gun to attract the cops.

When they pulled up and got completely out of the car, Rick and the group stepped out, holding the cops at gunpoint.

The cops lowered their weapons.

"The way you talk. The way you carry yourself. Were you a cop?" The male officer asked Rick.

All of a sudden, another car sped up to the group out of nowhere.

The driver started shooting at the group.

The two cops climbed into the car.

They sped away.

Rick and the others tried to shoot at the windows.

Katie knew that it wouldn't make a difference.

She shot out all of the tires.

The car screeched to a halt.

The cops ran out of the car before the group could get to them.

The group, minus Daryl, started running after them.

They ended up catching all three of them.

They took all three of their prisoners to the warehouse to continue strategizing.

Katie walked around with a water bottle to each of the cops.

They had all been cooperative and kind, so she wanted to at least give them something to drink.

"Thank you," Lamson said.

Katie smiled kindly.

"Anytime, Sargent," She said.

"My name's Bob," Lamson said.

"You're still a cop," Rick said.

"Not anymore. All the real ones are gone," Lamson said.

Katie brought a water bottle over to Rick.

"You need to drink something. You haven't had anything all day," Katie urged him.

He took the water bottle out of her hand and took a sip.

"Thanks baby-Katie. Katie," Rick corrected himself quickly.