“You’re off the force Grabowski! Give me your badge!” The lieutenant shouted.
“Aren’t you going to ask for my gun?” Grabowski demanded as he threw his badge on the desk.
“Yeah, I’ll have that too!”
“And I want you to keep your nose out of this case,” the lieutenant continued as he accepted Grabowski’s firearm, “If I get even a hint that you are poking about, I’ll have you in cuffs faster than Perkins can get from the office to the doughnut shop!”
Grabowski stalked out of the office, slamming the door behind him hard enough to rattle the blinds.