The guy was on Bill in seconds. Rough hands shoved him onto the pavement, giving him a faceful of asphalt and mouldering newspapers. A boot pressed into his back with several magnitudes more force than was strictly necessary, and stayed there as his arms were yanked backward to be cuffed.
Fucking perfect. Not only had he fucked it all over what would at best have been a middling pay day and a set-up that ought to have been as blatant as the nose on his face, he'd also managed to get himself nabbed by one of those cops who got off on sticking the boot in. Literally, at this moment.
Bill didn't resist. He let the cop cuff him, swallowed the curses on his tongue and kept his mouth shut. No point giving the prick any further excuse to rough him up.