Writing Prompt #16--Stereotyped

It’s a foggy night in San Francisco (late 1970’s). A uniformed white cop walks past a beautiful young black woman, who gives him a flirty smile. Even though he’s married, she catches his eye. A half-block away, a huge black guy with a ‘fro angrily walks past the cop like he’s not even there. Something in the dude’s demeanor screams “violent felon” and makes the cop stop and follow him. Then through the peasoup fog, he hears a woman’s scream. He draws his piece and rushes forward. Just as he’s back to where he first ran into the pretty woman, something beastial roars . . . followed by five gunshots. The black guy stumbles into view with a .357 in one hand and a massive claw swipe through his chest. He’s gushing blood. As the cop yells at him to “freeze,” a massive werewolf (wearing bits of the woman’s dress) rushes out of the fog. Instead of wasting the last shot, the dying gunman uses it on himself. A half-second later, the werewolf bowls him over and tears him apart. One of his earlier shots struck her in the skull, doing optical nerve damage. Yet, her lupine nose smells just fine. Her blood-soaked maw turns towards the cop as she catches his scent.
What happens next?

https://squareup.com/store/TANSOM