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"Um… Not really. I'm guessing that's Mycah?" Itzal said softly, his mind whirring. If that was Mycah, their job had just turned one hundred percent harder. How did Mycah know they were here?

Clara nodded. "He's pretty used to this shit." "DAMN KIDS QUIT TRYING TO STEAL MY COKE!" And another gun shot went off. Evelyn peeked around the corner quickly, and groaned. "He has fucking BEAR TRAPS in his yard! Who the hell does THAT????" "He does." "Shut up Clare we have to arrest this guy and not kill him!"

"Well, at least he thinks we want to steal from him," Itzal sighed, running a hand over his eyes. He was kind of worried about Clara… and Evelyn too. What would happen to him if one of them killed Mycah? What would the Chief do? He shook his head slightly. He could worry about that if it came to it, which it wouldn't. He'd make sure of it. "Well, anyone have a brilliant plan to get past the madman with bear traps in his yard?" Itzal asked, looking at Evelyn and Clara.

Clara and Evelyn locked eyes. "Catapult?" "Catapult." Evelyn got into Clara's arms and was balled up. Clara then stood up and hurled Evelyn at the house. She rolled right up onto the porch. "NICE SHOT CLAIRE!" Clara gave a thumbs up and sat back down in the grass,then looked at you. "Well Mr. Stick in the ass. You wanna be tossed too?"

Itzal frowned at the word 'catapult', wondering what it could have to do with anything. And then he watched in shock and amazement as Clara launched Evelyn towards the porch. He looked back at Clara slowly, his mouth open slightly. "Um, I'd really rather not," He said, shrugging slightly. Itzal would take any other method of getting over there. He'd rather die then get tossed by Evelyn's sister.

She shrugged. "Suit yourself,dead meat." She then grabbed a metal trash can lid, and holding it up like a shield she hopped the fence and dodged through the bear traps. By this time Mycah had stopped shooting out, but the loud bangs and random crashes showed that there was a scuffle from inside the house. Clara stood on the front porch and looked around. "Alright, it's all clear!" She then opened the door, and it slammed shut. She still had the trash can lid on her, as there stood Evelyn with the bat at the bottom of his stairs. He stood there, holding the rifle over his shoulder. "DAMN FUCKING WENCH! Wasted all my bullets on a crack head whore like you!" Evelyn growled, so ready to beat him to death. "Hold your cool Ev'. Wait until Itz gets here." She held out an arm in front of Evelyn, and Evelyn sighed as she lowered her bat. "FINE! But he's got a few seconds before I make his head concave!" "Relax. I saw the police cuffs in the car. We'll get Mycah." Mycah during this conversation had walked off back into his bedrooms, and was attempting to escape out the window when the two noticed he had gone, and went to go search the rooms. "MYCAH!" "YOU'LL NEVER CATCH ME HAHAHAHAHA!" He then hopped the window, landing in a pile of cocaine, and he ran off into the neighborhood. "God damnit…" Clara leaned out one of the front windows. "ITZAL! CHASE MYCAH IN THE CAR! HE'S ON FOOT THROUGH THE NEIGHBORHOOD!"

Itzal watched as Clara ran towards the house. He really wasn't feeling like going through all of that, but he also couldn't just leave them. Though, he had a feeling they would be able to take on practically anything. Still… Evelyn was his partner, and he couldn't just abandon her. But that didn't mean he had to run straight into danger. He could walk quickly. Itzal started to follow Clara when she stuck out head out the window and shouted something about chasing Mycah through the neighborhood. "What?" Itzal frowned and looked around. And there was Mycah, making pretty good time away from the house. He heaved a huge sigh and started back to the car as quickly as he could. "Are you going to be alright?" Itzal shouted as he got into the car. He turned on the car and rolled down the window, then started driving after Mycah. Mycah had a pretty good headstart, but Itzal was in a car and would probably catch him easily if nothing went wrong.

Clara yelled. "WE'LL BE FINE!" And both Clara and Evelyn shot off on foot in the direction he took. He on the other hand was weaving in and out of houses, throwing trashcan into the street, going through back yards, just racking up the charges in hopes of escaping and stopping Itzal's car. Evelyn was rollerblading and dodging the mess he was making the best she could, and Clara was trying to stay a step above him, seeing if she could catch him off guard or get him surrounded by the three.

Itzal groaned in frustration, trying his hardest to keep up with Mycah on the road. "Why can't he just run on the road like a typical idiot?" Itzal muttered to himself, spotting Mycah speeding through back yards and being a huge pain. It was difficult to follow him, so Itzal was glad Clara and Evelyn were on foot and also following Mycah. He hoped that they had a plan because right now he was sure he was going to just be chasing Mycah though the neighborhood forevermore. "This is stupid," He sighed. At least there weren't a lot of regular people trying to drive around.