Watching Prentiss, he saw her run past him in pursuit of the
taller subject.  Moving to jump onto a
trashcan and vault over a wall, Prentiss kicked the trashcan out from under
him.  Falling to the ground he rolled
away from her. “*****!”

“Be nice now” Emily cautiously moved toward him, “Are you
Carlos?”

“***** you!” his eyes darted back and forth looking for a way
to get past her.  Glancing at Frost, she
saw that he had his hands full with the other runner, who wouldn’t stop
squirming under him.

“Now, now, you haven’t done anything wrong yet, we just want
to ask you some questions, that’s all.”

“***** you!” agitated he spit as he screamed at her looking
for a way out.  He looked her up and down
and Emily knew he was trying to gauge how much of a threat she really was.  She had him cornered so Emily tried to calm
him; she didn’t want him to run or try anything stupid. “Damn!”

He came right at her.
She sidestepped just in time and grabbed the back of his shirt slamming
him into the ground.  With a knee on his
back she tried to contain him when a wild fist caught her on the side of the
head, knocking her off.

Suddenly he was on top of her, “Prentiss!”  Frost was trying to get to her, dragging his
guy with him.

“Y ahora que *****?” Punching her in the face, she saw stars
and tasted blood.  As he raised his hand
again, Emily locked a leg around his and bucked under him, rolling them over so
now she was on top.  Pushing off of him
she caught him with an elbow across the temple and drew her weapon.  Standing on shaky legs, she wiped the blood
on her mouth with the back of her hand, as she motioned for him to roll onto
his stomach.

With one knee rammed hard into his back, she kept her Glock
in one hand and cuffed him behind the back one handed with the ease of a pro.
Ramming her knee into his back again,
“***** sera tu madre…” she ground out.

Holstering her weapon she yanked him up and looked at
Frost.  His toothy grin told her she had
earned his trust today.  “What are you
smiling at?”

“Nothing, you okay?”

“Peachy? Let’s get these guys back down to the police
station so we can sort them out.”