*im heading south to my patrol area electing to take the scenic route by the waterfront parks i roll up to a redlight,i take note of the traffic,which is backed up,thats not normal,my light clears and i proceede to head through the thicking traffic at thispoint im scratching my head as i get to the intersection before the bridge i spot flashers on the bridge or just after it,so i flip my lights on and try to push through the now practically standstill traffic alternating my sires as needed till i arrive at the south 1st street intersection,theres a dodge caravan into a fire hydrent and up its ass is of all things a smartcar,i park up with my lights on and flip my traffic advisory lights on as i key my mic* "220 from county,ill be out as a car into another car and fire hydrant on the intersection of bay street and south first,will advise" i open 220s door grabbing my traffic vest as i step out,imeditally spotting what looks like a 17 or 18 year old girl upset and crying as shes exchanging insurance info with a women in her 60s*
teen girl: 'im sorry im srry*sobs* i looked down at my phone and my foot slipped off the brake,dont tell my dad i got the car as a gift for college'
* i look back at the smoart car,outta state plates from Wisconsin,i sigh mentally at the girl as it had to be one hell of a drive as she starts to yammer about not even having her belongings in town yet i get in talking distance the girl sees me and her face goes so white you'ed think she saw a ghost just now*
me: hi there im sergeant patterson,that wreck behind me yours,the backed up traffic had me curious,do either of you need me to call medics?'
*the teenager still white as a zombie start sobbing and nodding her head 'please dont take me to jail' she wimpers the older lady now speaks* 'hello sergeant,im just exchanging info with her im fine,wasent even gonna sue or anything,i was young and nervous once' *the teen sighs like she had been holding her breath for ever her face regaining color*
teen girl: 'thank you thaaank you thank you...im super sorry about your van, now im new in town and i dont have a car,lawschools off to a great start'
*i chuckle trying to further ease tension* 'accidents happen,youll be alright the countys a fairly decent place,what are you going to lawschool for?and can i get both your names please'
both women nod and hand me there licences the elderly women has a last name im not even gonna attempt to pronounce,and the young girl is one heather silverton i dont even bother running them as both licenses are new so i know there valid heather then speaks up*
heather:' im hoping to either be a paralegal,or maybe a state policemen,moved here for the winter and fall semester'
*i nod handing there id's back both cars look driveable so theres no report to make,i see a semi trying to get buy and i wave him through as the city shuts the water off and i second guess myself about not running there id's* 'hey actually i need your licences back both your cars look driveable i just needa run you right quick' *botth women nod and i start heading back to 220 climbing in and punching there id's into the computer,when heather s pops a flag mentioning something about domestic violence,when i pull the report as best i can from my MDT coupled with the fact the only heather silverton i can find is in her mid 20s i start to doubt her college story the nervousness,the anxiety,i move to step out walking back over* 'here are your id's,ms silverton mind hoping in my front seat got a few questions to ask' *i shouldent but i fel obligated to,she nods walking over and i angle my scren back at me,as she shuts the door she speaks* 'whats wrong,sergeant?'
me "i ran you,you look 18 but the name that came back is either stolen or your in your mid 20s'* i angle the scren so she can see and she gulps* 'please dont tell my husband...he-hes a violent man,i dont want to be hit again the cars bought in his name but im running i went to the cops back home but they brushed me off,my husbands a city councilmen i cant devorce him out of fear for my life' * i nod to her processing everything,her tone her tells even bodylanguage* 'so why make up a story about the car being a collage gift,your not in wisconsion anymore you dont need to be afraid' *she nods allbeit slowly and i slip her a domestic violence card i keep in my center console s she speak again*
heather: 'you saw through it that easily huh,i supose with my report its not the hardest to figure out thats why i wasent giving the insurence info,my husband thinks im visiting family in green bay...'
*i nod cutting her off*
'and if a report gets filed,look you needa get help the legal way theres counseling,hotlines even lawyers that help battered women,technically i can arrest you the car actually came back stolen,reported 3 days ago i shouldent but if i can educate im gonna take it, heres some domestic violence help lines im cutting you a huge break,when i shouldent,my numbers also on the back of the card,leave the county and i will arrest you for a stolen car,ok you cant keep running away from your problems,ill should impound the car as i ran it but j spouse of the cars owner,again,your getting a huge break anyway as nothings being filed about the wreck,your free to go' *she nods moving to climb outta 220* 'thank you sergeant patterson,and i wasent kidding about trying to get into law i want to make sure my husband sees prision time for how he beats me' * i nod waving to her as i step out and key my mic* "220,to dispatch im gona be wraping up here soon the wrecks resolved itself you can show me avalible" *i move to hand the older women her info back* "ill stop traffic so you both can pull away,drive safe both of you,and if your looking for a shop i know a buddy in kimberly who runs a tow service,feel free to drop my name if you want he'll cut you a better deal as hes looking for the work' *both women nod and move back to there cars each missing a light,the caravan a right taillight the smartcar a left headlight *i move to take my vest off as i climb back into 220 clearing myself on the mdt as the smartcar pulls away she honks and waves i wave back as i resume heading to my patrol area killing my lights and slipping into thinning traffic*
'i hope i dident just fuck my career....'