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 Off to an intersting start, Darrell McGuiness
Jason Kelley
 Posted: Jan 1 2018, 02:31 PM
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Lochland Grove Police Officer Jason Kelley was inside Stilettos, interviewing one of the dancers. From what he found out, an attendee at the new years party had a little to much to drink and went after one of the dancers. Chris Brody, one of the security guards there who Jason knew, went to intervene, only to get hit on the head with a bottle, after which a melee ensued for the next few minutes before getting broken up. It was moments like this that Jason, along with the mayor and sheriff, didn't want to happen. Like them, Jason didn't care for the place, but they played by the rules and kept things on the up and up. Jason had to admit that they didn't do anything to draw attention to themselves, which he was thankful for.

For now, Jason kept his attention on the dancer, who was clearly shaken up over what happened. He couldn't blame her given what had happened. Jason took his time in asking questions about what happened. As he did, his wife, and fellow officer, Rachel Kelley was interviewing the shot girl who witnessed the fight. While she did, Jason glanced over to her for a moment before looking back to the dancer that was standing in front of him.
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Darrell McGuiness
 Posted: Jan 1 2018, 03:11 PM
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January 1, 2018

Xanax was always easy to unload at the club but this was the strip joint and Darrell had to work a much older crowd, plus he had a ton of heroin to sell and as much as he hated it, there were bills to pay and if he wanted to get started renovating a new house this spring, he needed to come up with the Benjamins to do it. This was also a very awkward place to work since he had decided to sleep with one of the strippers, a very poor choice but it had seemed like a good idea at the time. She had tried pretty damn hard to get in touch with him again afterward, too. No telling how many guys she had hooked up with and faced the same results so Darrell expected her to be over it by now. Luckily for him it appeared she wasn’t working tonight and he suddenly found himself having to think way too hard about what her name had even been.

Walking with a hitch in his step from the bullet he had taken almost exactly a month ago, he had some healing left to do but H wouldn’t sell itself, it was back to business as usual the moment he regained even a little bit of his mobility.

Selling his last few grams in the men’s room, Darrell relieved himself in one of the available stalls and stepped back out onto the floor, hoping to head home a few hundred dollars richer. But life was never that simple it seemed. An all out brawl erupted just as he was back out on the floor. Not wanting anything to do with it he hadn’t much choice when something was thrown, missed its intended target and struck him in the shoulder. Certainly not at the peak of his physical condition he should have just walked away, but that fiery Irish blood in him would never allow it. Choice words were exchanged and he threw one punch, that was it, knocked the New Year’s drunk flat on his ass and was officially involved and sat by awaiting questioning as the police showed up moments later. He had talked himself out of many situations before, had no drugs on him and the cash could be easily explained. This was a strip club after all, men came here to spend lots of money and none of his clients were even here anymore, having taken their stashes someplace a little more private to enjoy it in peace.

The imposing Georgian didn’t look at all pleased with himself or anyone else for that matter, slowly twisting the old dog tags hanging from his neck and glowering at the guy he had sucker punched as he held a bag of ice to his swollen eye.

Fucker.

He just wanted to answer a few simple questions and go home.


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Jason Kelley
 Posted: Jan 2 2018, 01:55 PM
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Jason soon finished with the young woman he was interviewing before walking over to Darrell. While walking up, he noticed the dog tags about his neck. "Ex-military?" he asked once he was close enough. As he said that, his skill in reading people took over. Clearly not American, ex-military given the dog tags, could be from eastern Europe he said to himself while standing there. At the same time, he got the feeling that Darrell was involved in something else, but couldn't figure it out at first. Discipline Jason he said to himself, knowing that he had to patient, something he learned from his time in the army and his martial arts training.

Seeing the ice that Darrell was holding to his face, Jason got back to business. "Tell me what you know about the fight." he said to him while resting his hand on the glock that he had in his holster. While he said that, he continued to watch Darrell closely. He got that feeling this would be a difficult interview, but he kept his cool, knowing that he couldn't let himself go off the rails and get the answers he was looking for. It was something he learned the best from his field training officer.
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Darrell McGuiness
 Posted: Jan 2 2018, 03:49 PM
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Why hadn’t he just stayed home with Kat tonight? But it was too great an opportunity to just pass it by, it was a busy night, people were here to party. Biting irritably at the inside of his cheek he tried to stifle the anger that was simmering just below the surface, eyes still locked on the guy that had thrown a mug at him, not on purpose as he had repeated over and over before Darrell knocked him out, but it didn’t matter, he never apologized. There was no pain in his shoulder, he was mostly angry with the concept of being hit with something as he stood there and did nothing, also … his shirt was soaked in beer and he smelled now. One thing he was glad for, he wasn’t carrying at the moment.

The sudden appearance of one of the officers had him sitting up straighter, tearing his eyes from the man seated just across from him and letting the dog tags slip through his fingers where they jingled against his broad chest,
“Uh no, sir.” Darrell answered respectfully. He had nothing against cops, they did a hard and dangerous job and got paid shit for it, “These’re my grandfather’s,” he held them up a moment where the light illuminated the lettering, MCGUINESS FRANK H. some numbers that had been worn away by Darrell’s worrying fingers over the years and a barely legible USNR, “he fought in the second World War.” get on this guy’s good side and maybe he could leave sooner, “Military didn’ want me,” he grimaced, “I got in some trouble as a kid.” Darrell added a little quieter, through from hauling off and punching a guy in the face it was clear he had some anger issues.

“Yes’sir, I was coming’ outta the bathroom, everything got real loud, people was pushin’ an’ yellin’ at each other, glass was breakin’ … then this jackass,” he pointed around Officer Kelley as he had seen on the badge, gesturing to the man across from them, “throws a beer mug at me, got it all over me,” there was still a dark stain splashed across his gray flannel and white undershirt, “I told the misses I wouldn’ be drinkin’ t’night, an’ I didn’ … but now.” it was suddenly a little more clear why he was upset, he would come home smelling of alcohol in spite of his abstinence,
“Ya left out th’ part,” came the drunken reply from across the way, Darrell didn’t think the interruption would be appreciated, from personal experience, cops hated being interrupted, “where, ya hit me.” his eye looked pretty bad, now that Darrell got a better look. Being as inebriated as he was, the guy had made no move to avoid him and took the full force of that sucker punch,
“Oh, yeah, I hit ‘im.” he shrugged, “But I ain’t pressin’ charges, you pressin’ charges?” he asked, and the guy just shook his head. Better not … he’d hit him again.



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Jason Kelley
 Posted: Jan 9 2018, 03:23 PM
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Jason nodded a little as he listened to Darrel tell him that, paying close attention to his comments about the fight. He looked back to the guy who spoke up while standing there. "Hush" he said sharply before looking back to Darrell, resting his hand on his gun again after saying that. "Just so I'm clear: you were coming out of the men's room when the mug was thrown at you?" Jason asked in reply after Darrell finished. He was one of those officers who wanted to make sure he had all the fact straight before making up his mind. It was something that he learned from his FTO and it served him well when on the job.

As he said that, his wife Rachel was sitting with the dancer that had gotten caught in the middle of the melee. The woman was clearly shaken up over what happened, having gotten hit in the face. She took her time in talking with Rachel while a female EMT checked her out. It wasn't lost on Jason that this wasn't going to go over well with the police chief or the mayor. Stay focused Jason he said to himself while waiting for a reply to his question.
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Darrell McGuiness
 Posted: Jan 14 2018, 05:07 AM
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Just as Darrell had predicted the cop wasn’t too thrilled at the other man’s interruption, turning and telling him to stop talking. No one was speaking to him, after all, he could wait his turn. McGuiness fully expected to be out of here soon, once they ran out of questions to ask him, which would be soon he was sure because he had scarcely been involved, just threw one punch and that was it. His shoulder didn’t even hurt, his mind already overrun with the slight twinge he was feeling in his side from weeks ago when he had come stumbling home nearly dead and bleeding everywhere. Such was life when one chose to make money the wrong way.

“Uh, yes’sir that lil’ hallway back yonder,” he pointed over his shoulder, a little difficult when his chest and arms were so big, it felt good to get back to the gym these last few weeks, “I had just stepped back out inta this room when I got hit, didn’ even see it ‘til it was on the floor.” he had thrown his hands in frustration looking at the culprit and bellowed, “What the fuck, man!?” and only been told that he shouldn’t have been standing there. That pissed him off. To make matters worse, that lingering smell of urine wasn’t going away and he guessed he had stepped in a puddle of it in the restroom where some drunk missed the trough. Fantastic.



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Jason Kelley
 Posted: Jan 20 2018, 01:17 AM
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Jason nodded a little when Darrell said that to him, taking note of what he said. "Thank you for everything sir, if there is anything else, call me." he replied while handing his card over to him while two other officers took the guy he hollered at out of the building. Thank goodness he said to himself while standing there, hearing the guy cussing up a storm at the same time. It wasn't the first time someone spoke to Jason like that since he joined the department. He had lost count of the times people spoke like that to him, and to be honest he wasn't dwelling on it, all it would do was drive him crazy if he did that.

It didn't take Jason long to learn to only focus on what he could control on this job and not let the little things get to him. It helped that he had gone though Ranger training, which in its own way prepared him for the demands of the job as a patrol officer, which he was thankful for. Of all that he took from the army into his law enforcement carrier it was the attention to detail, honesty and, if he was really honest with himself, the hand to hand combat training and marksmanship, two things he kept up with on a regular basis.
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Darrell McGuiness
 Posted: Jan 21 2018, 08:55 PM
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So this interesting New Year’s evening seemed to be over, he would be happy to go home a few dollars richer, cuddle with his girlfriend and get some sleep, assuming she didn’t put him in the doghouse thinking he had been drinking. His dog was a good snuggler too, obviously there was a preference, however,
“I will do that, Officer,” he checked the card he had received, “Kelley.” he’d lived next to some Kelley’s during his brief stay in North Carolina, the guy didn’t seem to own a shirt, the wife was always on the back porch smoking, they had a collie and two Chihuahuas, all vicious as hell and the man was always yelling about something. Darrell could hear him yelling from inside his own house and the wife sneezed so incredibly loud it sometimes woke him up from a dead sleep. He took the collie one day when he saw Mr. Kelley beating the shit out of it on the front lawn. They called the cops and he was forced to return the dog, they slashed his tires later though they denied it, so he started stealing their mail. After several missed bills their electric and gas was shut off and he pretty much made their lives miserable until he moved to Virginia. Fun times, “Have a happy New Year.” he just wanted to get the hell out of here, it had kind of been a close call. Only thing that could possibly make it worse is if Brandi showed up and asked why he never called her.

Lighting a smoke after he got outside, he pulled the wool cap from his coat pocket and slipped it on, tugging it down over his ears to ward off the chill. The nicotine helped to steady his nerves as he made his way to the Jeep, lights from squad cars still dancing across the facade of the strip joint as a few of the troublemakers were hauled away. Darrell was just grateful he wasn’t one of them.



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Jason Kelley
 Posted: Jan 25 2018, 09:50 PM
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Jason looked over when Darrell said that to him. "Thank you sir, you as well" he replied before meeting up with the other officers. Jason, Rachel and the others spent over an hour and a half, informing the Sargent that had arrived of what had taken place and what they learned. Satisfied with what his officers had done, the Sargent dismissed them to get back on patrol while Jason and his partner got the suspect they arrested to the station.

Jason and his partner got there a few moments later and booked the guy they had arrested before getting back onto patrol. Jason let his partner drive this time, looking out the window at the same time. He gently tapping his fingers on the window sill of the car, hearing chatter on his radio at the same time. He hoped that they didn't get any other big calls for a while or for the rest of the shift, which would be find with him. He wasn't going to say it out loud, lest he jinx everyone on shift. Moments later, he and his partner got a call about a dispute over a payment at a near by business, which they headed over to after Jason's partner answered the call on the radio.

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