Climbing into my squad car, the dispatcher announced a robbery offender being held by a store owner.  Pulling out of the station, we turned the corner to State Street.  Being the third squad car on the scene, I made my way through the front door of a small mom and pop grocery store in time to observe the offender still laying on the floor after being knocked unconscious by the store owner.  The owner handed the offender’s pistol to the first officer on the scene ,while his partner rolled the offender over to handcuff him.  The officer shuddered and  announced with disbelief that the offender was a police officer who worked the midnight shift in our very own station.  That was one hell of a way for me to start my police career.

Advertisements