Suddenly the radio came to life. “Hawkeye one. All clear. Post two. All clear. Post three. All clear.” The passenger took the mic of the radio. “Post four. All clear.” He placed the mic back. Before either man could say anything, the radio came alive again. “Attention all posts. A vehicle is entering the area.”
The two men straightened up a bit and stared intently into the darkness of the street. Shortly after they had heard the call over the radio, they saw the car in question coming towards them at high speed. A door in the building they were watching came alive and slowly rolled upwards. “Heads up. This is it. Post four here. The door to the loading dock just opened up”, the driver said over the radio as he and his passenger focused on the door across from them. The car reached the door and as it made a sharp turn towards the door the tires protested with a shriek.
Even before the car was completely in the loading dock, the door started closing again. The driver placed the mic back and opened his door. “Let’s go. If we can slip under the door we can take them down”, he said. The passeger also got out of the car, but was doubtful. “Let’s wait for backup. Something isn’t right.”
The driver gave him a look. “Do you want to move up in the world or not? You want that promotion, right?”, he asked.
The passenger sighed as he closed the door. “Of course I do, but I’m telling you, something isn’t right.” As if to lend power to the passenger’s words, a bright blue flash and a sharp, loud bang came from the loading dock, followed by more flashes and bangs. Under a deep rumble from within, the building started to collapse from the middle. The two men took cover behind their car as they looked at the collapsing building. While the dust cloud expanded, bigger by the second, the blue light and sirens of the police cars rushing in were barely visible.
The two men stayed behind their car until the dust had completely settled and another policeman walked up to them. “Johnson, Jones, what the hell happened?”, the policeman asked as the two men got up and dusted themselves off.
“We don’t really know, captain. The car entered at high speed and when the door was almost closed all hell broke loose”, the passenger said. People from the neighbourhood were coming out of their homes to see what had happened despite the late hour. The captain took a quick look around the street then looked at the two men in front of him. “I want the two of you back at the station”, he said, before barking some orders at a couple of policemen – who were looking a little lost – that they should close down all streets around the building. Johnson and Jones were about to protest when the captain stuck up his index finger. “You two go back. That’s an order.”
The captain didn’t wait for a reply, but walked away to coordinate the emergency services that now arrived at the collapsed building. The two men looked at each other. “What do you think that blue flash was?”, the passenger asked his partner, looking at the rubble that had been a building only an hour before. The driver pulled up his shoulders before getting back into the car again. “I have no idea, but I guess we can find out once we are back at the station”, he said while the passenger got back into the car as well. The driver started the car and drove off.
The passenger looked back one more time. “Do you know what this reminds me of? The strange reports that have been coming in lately. You know, the ones that mention blue light before something happens.” The driver pulled up his shoulders again. “If so, then this was no ordinary bust”, he replied. Unnoticed by the two men driving back to their station, a faint blue light was following them.