Apparently the killer was too stunned to move too much, or the fire did something to him because Val had little resistance while placing the handcuffs. Standing up with a satisfied sigh, she brushed her hair off her face. "Call it in. There are manly and brawny police that insist we are too delicate for this work and I am willing to agree with them while they drag this one back through the alleys. I will even feign a limp if need calls." She picked up her flash light and aimed the beam at the lump on the ground while she dialed with the other hand.
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