"She worked as a waitress in a little restaraunt in West Dallas, Texas. Her demeanor was admirable, and she drew the attention of many customers, among them a cop named Ted. He rather liked her reddish hair. He had noticed she was petite, slim, and attractive. This cop began to patronize the place, and came in every so often, looking this girl up. They talked a bit, and she mentioned her sad relationship to her husband, whom she had married a few years back. He was never around, and now, he was doing time in prison. The cop sympathized with her. He liked her, and liked talking to her.
One day, he noticed she had disappeared. She quit her job at the restaraunt and went off with another man. It was later learned that she never officially divorced her husband, in fact, she sported a tatoo of a heart with his and her name on her leg, and in this depression era of the 1930's, that was frowned upon by most. He missed her, but alas, that happens sometimes.
He saw her name in the papers. Her and her new companion apparently cruised the southwest making a bad name for themselves. They cruised fast; her friend often put his Ford V-8 to the test, stretching out 90 miles per hour on the back roads. They loved to take pictures of themselves posing. They robbed, killed, and fled. He knew she lived a miserable and short life.
It was in Louisiana when her and her friend flew down a back road near Gibson. They did not know the territory well, and she munched on a sandwich and looked at a map on her lap when a law officer stepped out and ordered them to halt. She looked up screaming, and never stopped as a rain of 167 bullets from an ambush hit her car, at least 50 hitting her friend, and 50 hitting her.
Ted, one of the ambush officers, stepped out into the road. He walked around to her side of the car and pulled open the door. The not-so-pretty redhead flopped out into his hands, her little body riddled. He picked up an arm and instinctively felt for a pulse. There was one...for about 30 more seconds...before her torn body gave up.
His heart pounding from the adrenaline, pushed her back inside so that she plopped against her boyfriend. An amateur photographer was called over to begin taking pictures of this last scene, the scene that ended the story, that ended this pretty little waitress, who may...may...have gone a different route had she not left with this guy."
The name of the waitress and her partner is?
Extra bonus, What is the cops full name?