"Hey! What the hell is going on here!" shouted a strong male voice. Jessalee, James, and Summers looked to one another.
"Come back here!" the voice shouted.
Then they could hear the clicking of heels as their attacker ran from the thud of heavy boots in pursuit. A sound of keys jangling from a hip belt reverberated through the hall back to the three. Jessalee and James knew that noise well. It was the sound of an officer running.
"Put it down! Put it down now!" commanded the strong voice.
"DO IT!" shouted another male voice.
Jessalee instantly recognized the voices. It was the two officers she and Summers had relieved from standing watch over Inspector James.
"Get against the wall," one of them said forcefully.
"Nuuuu nuuuuuu," it cried as they twisted his arms behind him and hand cuffed him.
"Rivera, you here?"
Quickly Jessalee and Summers moved from the door and helped James stand to his feet.
"Yes, we're in here," Jessalee called to the officers. Looking over they could see them behind the axe torn door.
"Jesus, you guys okay?"
"Yes."
"Hold still!" said the officer as he jerked the man around and held him into place. The other officer came over to Inspector James's room.
"Is Tom okay?" he asked.
"Yeah I think so, but we need to get him out of here as soon as possible."
"I'm calling for backup right now, I think the safest place for him is back at the station," said the officer.
Summers helped James back to the bed. Then Jessalee got her first real look at the man who had been trying to kill them. His face was covered in blood and his nose was missing, as she looked down she now realized what the clicking noises were. He had on red high heeled pumps. He grinned at Jessalee and stared deeply at her as if he was taking a mental picture of her.
"Eeee's mine, hu uh uh uh," it laughed.
"Shut the fuck up!" growled the cop as he jerked the man's arm to hold him still. The other officer came over to the door of the room and started to push it open, but it appeared to be jammed. "We need some lights on in here," he stated when he clicked on his flashlight. As he did his face became pale. Written in blood on the door were the words,
"Death To Pigs."