[center] [h1] [color=8493ca]Alice Olson[/color] [/h1] [/center]
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[center][h1][color=00CED1]Mariana Garcia[/color][/h1] [/center]
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[center][color=8493ca][b]Location:[/b][/color]Lumber Mill[/center]
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Officer Olson had just finished clasping the handcuffs around the hysterical lumbermill worker. Disturbing the peace and damage to public and private property. These guys were worked up about something in the lumbermill- severe distress. They'd be out of jail shortly or they could pay bail- no real major crimes here but enough to warrant getting them off the streets before they kicked over any more trashcans. A police report would have done the trick.

One of the louder ones begrudgingly ducked his head into the squad car as she applied pressure to his shoulders, before closing it behind him.

[color=8493ca]"Hey,"[/color], she said, getting the attention of a nearby officer. [color=8493ca]"You mind taking this guy down to the station? I'd like to check out that alleged disturbance down at the mill."[/color].

The officer shrugged his agreement and slid into the car, driving the raucous worker away. Alice Olson breathed in the crisp air and looked over at her own car. It was the least she could do to investigate whatever was going on at the mill. Monsters? Maybe there was a hallucinogen in the air or something- or some meanhearted prank, or maybe these guys were just tired and overreacting to all of these terrible events. Either way, a complaint was filed.

A few moments later, Officer Olson was closing the car door behind her. She drove south, away from the community center, and then turned left, following the paved road to the front entrance of the lumber mill. The wheels of her car crunched gravel as she pulled neatly and effeciently into a parking spot. Stepping out, she eyed up the somewhat ominous building and hoisted her belt upwards on her torso, then brushed some loose strands of hair out of her face and began making her way towards the front entrance.

As Mariana drove her car towards the lumber mill she remained alert as to not make sure none of the other officers were looking at her. She started to drive along the road asit headed up towards the lumber mill. She parked her car a little bit away from the mill itself Mariana looked towards her shotgun laid next to her in the side seat, she thought about grabbing it but decided against it.

Instead she reached for her glove compartment and pulled out her handgun, hiding it under her shirt as she got out. Mariana walked along the trail leading to the mill when she noticed one of the officers nearby making her way towards the front entrance. Deciding to just move along the exteiror hopefully she wouldnt end up getting caught.

The officer casually approached the lumber mill door and rapped the steely door with her knuckles.

If no one answered, she'd knock again, announcing her presence as a police officer. If no one answered again, she'd try to make her way inside by pushing the door open. Considering the workers themselves wanted her to be there she figured a brief persual of the facility before leaving if nothing came up or no one was inside would be easy.