Devil's Demise

Devil's Demise by Lee Cockburn

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snap was heard simultaneously to the slapping sound against her jaw. One of the males standing watching had finally grown a set of balls and punched the slim, defenceless and outnumbered lady in the facewhilst slurring, “Pig bitch,” as he did so. The guy on the ground was still rolling about in agony as his wrist was clearly broken as promised, but the others now closed in on her, stepping forward in turns to slap and kick her. Taylor punched one of them square in the jaw and grabbed another by his unkempt hair and twisted her hand quickly and powerfully, as the other two continued their attack on her. Taylor was starting to wonder if her bravery had been a mistake and thought she might not come out of this too well.
    At last, after what seemed like an age, but had only been minutes, two cop cars screeched to a stop pulling up beside them, mounting the pavement as they did so, and four officers leapt out with their batons drawn. Two of the teenagers scampered away, but were hotly pursued by two cops. The other two stayed put, one because he was too fat to have a chance to get away and the other still had his hair trapped tightly in Taylor’s grasp, the whining hero lay on the floor with a broken wrist, screaming that he was going to sue her. Taylor just looked down at him and said, “Self defence, you prick! You reap what you sow you arrogant little twat!”
    Taylor was clearly shaken up. Another cop car arrived after the confirmation that there were numerous assailants involved. This was relayed to the control room by the cops first on the scene when they arrived and saw what was actually happening. They quickly took Taylor aside, noting that she had a burst lip, facial bruising and swelling and an obviously bruised jaw.
    “I’ll call an ambulance for you Serg,” the young constable said in a soft and calming manner.
    “No thank you. I won’t need one. There are far more worthy candidates for their services than me, but thanks for your concern anyway.”
    “Come and sit in the car then and get your breath back. You’ve had a pretty scary situation to deal with back there,” the young cop said politely as he led her to his car and opened the front passenger door to let her in. She took a seat, taking a long deep breath as she finally allowed herself to take in what had just happened to her and how much worse it could have been had the backup been another minute later.
    Police vans arrived and an ambulance too, for the male with the broken wrist and all of the other young males were roundedup and caught and arrested, although one had to be taken to the hospital first of course. The arrest was possible due to an old lady who had witnessed the whole incident from her flat across the road, which corroborated Taylor’s version of events, but unfortunately the lady didn’t have a phone or she would have called the minute it had started. This was lucky, because in Scots law, there had to be two forms of evidence to secure a conviction or to prevent others from falsifying evidence and creating their own version of events, preventing innocent people who were the victims of crime from getting into trouble for others’ wrongdoing and suffering twice at the hands of their abusers.
    Marcus pulled up behind the vehicle that Taylor was sitting in and came running towards her, his face contorted with the worry of someone who truly cared as he approached. He opened the door, knelt down and took Taylor’s hands. “Are you alright, what the fuck happened here? That’s it, I don’t care how bold you think you are, from now on we’re doing things together, especially coming to places like this!”
    Taylor scowled at him with a petulant expression on her face, a mixture of
you’re not telling me what I can and can’t do
and
you’re exactly right, I’m a fool for going it alone to get things dealt with quicker
.
    She stepped out of the car as another officer approached her, the team Sergeant Anderson, who stated in an

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