Case Closed

Upon reaching Hudson's place, Gene showed his police badge. Anyone who stood in his way felt the wrath of his growing anger as he smelt the slimy bastard who'd escaped from him. Hudson stood in front of Gene, attempting to force him out of the small home he owned. Gene loomed in the small hallway, he looked down at the decrepit addict and struck him in the chest with his fist.

"Don't make me make this personal, Hudson. I'm here for that slimy bastard you're giving a room to."

Gene struck the man again, he crumpled to the floor holding his non-existent stomach in an attempt to ease the pain. He looked up at Gene and it was evident he was crying, streaks of tears staining his dirty face. He bared his teeth at Gene in as if to frighten him, like the animal he was inside. Gene scoffed and kicked him in the chest.

"If you don't tell me where the bloody hell he is, I'm going to beat you so hard you're going to have a heart attack out of your ass!"

"He's upstairs! Please, don't hurt me."

Gene smiled triumphantly and kicked him in the chest once more before making his way up the stairs, followed by Chris, Ray and Sam. Gene took his gun and raised it above his head, motioning for the others to do the same as he stood in front of the only closed door.

"Don't move Biggs, you're surrounded by armed bastards!" Gene shouted, forcing the door open so that the room was revealed to them. The depleting drug addict was struggling to fit his weak form through the small hole that was a sad excuse for a window. Gene's temper got the better of him, he moved swiftly to the man and dragged him out of the hole kicking and screaming. Gene thrust his foot in the pathetic man's side in order to quieten him. He stopped struggling quickly and Gene took him by the hair, holding him place while motioning to Ray and Chris to search the place. Both did as their Gov told them and began to search through the few possessions Biggs owned.

"Were you having a field day, Biggs? There's enough heroin here to feed fifty addicts," Gene asked, looking at the several syringes adorning the floor. He pulled the man's hair so that he whimpered under Gene's grip, he loved the feeling of being on top, of having control over scum like Biggs.

"Gov, look what I've found," Chris said, revealing several bags of white powder which could only be described as cocaine.

"There's more here, Gov," Ray said, taking out several more bags. Gene smiled and turned to the shivering man underneath him. He pulled his hair once more, just for kicks.

"Looks like I've found my criminal. Ryan Biggs I'm arresting you for partaking in a drug bust and for escaping my custody like the cowardly bastard you are!"

Gene punched the man before placing his arms behind his back and handcuffing him. Gene lifted him up quickly, not caring that he was hurting the man and forced him out of the decrepit building and into the quattro with Sam.

Now all he needed to do was find out the bastard that let him out.