Gun in hand, Bobby Crocker, stood next to Lieutenant Kojak.
He felt more than a little nervous; sick even. It was his first day at Manhattan South and he didn't want it to be his last. He didn't wasn’t to mess up. He knew how zealous and demanding Kojak could be.
They were waiting to seize or maybe shoot a mass murderer. The suspect was a highly-respected sweep who worked for Manhattan's finest, thus the Chief had ordered them to 'tread carefully'.
He felt Kojak's lips on his ear. "It'll be all right, kid. There's a first time for everything."
Gun in hand, Bobby Crocker, stood next to Lieutenant Kojak.
He felt more than a little nervous; sick even. It was his first day at Manhattan South and he didn't want it to be his last. He didn't wasn’t to mess up. He knew how zealous and demanding Kojak could be.
They were waiting to seize or maybe shoot a mass murderer. The suspect was a highly-respected sweep who worked for Manhattan's finest, thus the Chief had ordered them to 'tread carefully'.
He felt Kojak's lips on his ear. "It'll be all right, kid. There's a first time for everything."
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Words to the wise. I'm glad they managed to find common ground eventually and become such great partners.
Good job!
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Thank you.
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I like that Kojak reassured him. Well done!
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