Make a run for it

Alicia and Carrie broke into runs in different directions.

Alicia make it a grand total of two feet before one of the officers stuck out his left leg and tripped her. Cuffing her was trivial after her tumble, and he dragged her to the squad car at the curb.

Carrie was a bit faster, and even manoeuvred her way past the other officer's leg. After making it several yards and ignoring a bark of "Get on the ground!" she felt great pain as electrodes from the officer's TASER dug into her back, and collapsed to the ground. The shock wore off after a couple of seconds; contrary to popular belief, you're not actually paralyzed by an electric shock once it's over, so Carrie could have continued her lam before the officer came up to her, but she thought better of it.

Lisa was smart enough to insist on a lawyer, and was also smart enough to not run from the law like the other two. That said, she found an opening with the other two's stupidity and noticed a garbage can, small-slitted to allow for putting stuff in but not taking it out, a few feet away from her. With her hands up in the air, she scoot-stepped towards the can while Erica's eyes widened. In one of Lisa's hands was Erica's clothes.

"Lisa, please don't..." Erica called out while Lisa still maintained a corpophagic grin straight from the valleys of Cheshire. The police officers looked up from their respective captives just in time to see Lisa shove Erica's clothing into the garbage can of doom.

"Hey..." one of the officers piped up.

"Oops!" Lisa said with mock innocence.