Detective Jack: S1-04: The Chopper

Here we fucking go.

This is what life is all about, my friends. Fast cars. Meh. Toys for people who haven’t yet been on a helicopter.

In another life, I would be a helicopter pilot.

But in this life, I knew exactly who to call.

Captain Scott Jones, the main charge of LAPD’s sole helicopter and my dear friend.

“Scotty. Help me out here.”

And with that, I was quickly picked up as we searched for a pink car matching our description.

We flew over the flat asphalt-covered terrain. Soon we heard a report from a patrol car. The car was spotted speeding away from the city center.

A few minutes later (air travel is magnificent), we found ourselves chasing the car down some lonely county road.

“Scotty boy, let’s go low...real low.”