He Got Away
A high stakes police pursuit races from the streets into a warehouse. With the suspect cornered, will law enforcement finally catch their man, or does he slip through their fingers?
Suspect is traveling.
Don't move. Stay down on your knee.
Nothing new, just waiting around, getting older, applying for jobs. All seems fine.
We'll holler if we see anything.
Fill up your ammo.
You come with me. Put your hands up.
This is the place.
We went in quiet like foxes.
Don't do anything stupid now. Pursuit in motion.
Watch out. It's a guard.
This guy is going to jail.
Cover me. FBI. Don't move.
Get down. Go, go, go, go.
You need to evacuate ASAP. Get us out of here.
He got away. Suspect has evaded near the district.
He's gone. Returning to control.
Suspect is going west on Century Boulevard.
This guy is going to jail. Copy that.
Everything okay. Everything's fine. No visuals.
I'm going to loop around and check the area.
This is the warehouse. Sounds like someone got here first.
We've reached the warehouse. Position confirmed.
Wolf pack, proceed into the cold zone.
Let's get to a safe house. Come on.
We've entered the security room. Proceed to the records room.
Finish the job.
Everything is under control. We're good.
Get to cover. Grenade, grenade.
We need to get out of here immediately. Go, go, go.
Suspect is fleeing the scene.
I've lost visual on the suspect.
I'm going to look around. This guy might be hiding somewhere.