chapter in book - a study of fear - opinions requested

g'day forum

i am considering the prospect of writing a book and would appreciate some critical analysis of my writing style and content

my plan is to intertwine a number of stories as separate chapters and i wish to experiment with this technique here with a live audience

i wish to present to you a number of small incomplete record of events which will form chapters and request that you give me whatever response you so desire

Frank Buckpitt fascinated me when I took over as charge sergeant at liverpool

here was a bloke about as far from civilization as anyone i had encountered who was on ten to twenty five when he developed a social conscience and decided to plead guilty to a tiny stickup years ago at campbelltown and a closer look showed me a little more

this poor bugger was not going to last his minimum and he had no chance of outrunning hiv or hep abcd and miscellaneous but he was hard now and had no reason to love

he was obviously and understandably desperate for a final fling but poor buggers like frank must be quarantined and he was my responsibility so i seconded two large and two fast tactical response fellas and waited for the prison van to deposit frank in my charge dock and he was feral and reactionary and secretly exulting and i did not know exactly why just yet so i told frank that he would be searched

“You’re not ****en searchen me the screws already done me over!”

“I don’t really care what the screws did or didn’t do to you frank you’re in my house now and you’re gonna be searched.”

“I know my rights and I already been searched and it’ll take more than you to search me!!“

“Fine.”

“Take him to cell four and search him!”

i had earlier been quite firm that frank was not to be harmed in any way at all and reminded them of the possibility of video surveillance and they came back gobsmacked and dave poole said “you could play ****en basketball up there” as he dropped a large ball of yellow and green electrical tape containing six small intricate metal pieces and a dozen tiny screws that i later assembled into the two cell lock keys and handcuff keys and even a small wire cutter “and he’s off the air” so down i went to find frank raging in the cell still wearing the handcuffs

“G’day Frank what’s the problem?”

“**** you”

“Fair enough”

“Yeah and **** your wife and kid too I know where you live”

“Yeah”

“Yeah **** you live in ****en Lurneah”

and he was chillingly close both phonetically and geographically to Lumeah and I froze and then left him roaring at me to arrange to remove the handcuffs

frank was still raging when i stood his barrister and my four mates in the exercise area and said “Frank you know that I have to take the cuffs off you” and he shook the bars and screamed “yeah you know what’ll happen so ****en come in and try ****” and raged beyond my comprehension

“Nah that’s not the plan and yeah I know alright so what about you stick the cuffs up to the bars and I’ll unlock em”

and i had him when his eyes clicked so i carefully pulled out my handcuff key and very carefully reached out to unlock the cuffs when i noticed that i’d been a mug and my key was the wrong type so i asked anyone with a saflock key to pass it to me and my smallest fastest assistant reached past my hand and dropped the key and as frank inevitably looked down snagged both wrists is a steel grip and another assistant dropped a second set of cuffs on the outside of the bars and we all stepped back and frank went berserk and spat and kicked and slammed his body against the bars and raged beyond rage and abused me in sounds that made no sense and i waited and he roared and i waited and he screamed and i waited and he yelled and i waited and he spoke and i said “I am going to walk into your cell and stand behind you” and I did

the cell door was locked and the key was thrown to me and I said “The handcuffs will be removed and you are then free to give me your best shot and I say this to you in the presence and hearing of your barrister and if you best me I will not charge you with assault” and Frank raged and pulled at the bars and screamed at me as I continued “but if you touch me I will hurt your left knee very badly and you will limp permanently and I will dislocate your right thumb” and Frank raged for about one more minute and I stepped up very close and roared “EYES DOWN!” and I stepped back and the internal cuffs were removed and said “Now listen very carefully and understand what I am saying that if you touch me I will destroy you” and I stepped up again and roared “EYES DOWN!” and stepped back and waited

some of my questions are

what happened next

what was the most dangerous part

what is the trick I used on frank

what does this say about fear

robert