Kacerdias
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Last night my wife and I decided to take our usual stroll around the neighborhood. Things were relatively uneventful at first except for finding a stray kitten hiding in the suspension of a parked car. (I rang the doorbell to warn the vehicle owner - wouldn't want the cat mangled in the morning.) Just a few blocks down the street we heard a car come to a screeching halt on the main thoroughfare running next to one of two of the entrances to the neighborhood. I heard what sounded like an argument coming from a silver colored sedan that pulled up on the grass. The front passenger door flew open and a young girl went running towards the first house on the corner while the car peeled out and left.
My wife prodded me to keep going as she thought the girl was probably sneaking home after a date. But something didn't seem right. The girl stopped short of the door, turned heel and dashed down a side street. She was on a cellphone and sounded frantic. She was glancing around as if she didn't know which way to run. Nope, something wasn't right. That's when an Orange County Sherrif's patrol car pulled in where the silver sedan used to be. The officer got out of the car with a flashlight in hand scanning the area and talking into his radio. I told Jenny (wife) that I was going to go talk to the deputy. She rolled her eyes and I sprinted over to him waving my hand.
Me -"Officer, are you looking for someone?"
Cop - "Did you see someone?"
Me - "Yeah. Black female, late teens early twenties, denim jacket and black pants, talking fast on a cellphone. She jumped out of a car and bolted down this street." <pointing>
Cop - "Was it a male with dreadlocks?"
Me - "No, a female. She had short hair and a beret cap on. Didn't see dreads.
Cop - "So you didn't see a male run past?"
Me - "No, just the girl. She was here less than a minute ago."
He radios back in with what I just told him. By this time Jenny catches up. Another patrol car turns the corner and races down the street I pointed the first officer to. Another 2 patrol cars fly past the main street with lights and sirens on. Jenny and I both decide it's probably best to head back to the house early. The officer wouldn't comment on what was going on or why they were looking for someone. As we walked back I kept my surefire scanning the bushes and other hand in the pocket with my Kahr.
As we passed the second entrance to the neighborhood we saw the other patrol car had blocked it off. The girl I saw previously was sitting on the curb talking to the officer with her face in her palms. He was busily jotting down what she was saying in a logbook. A helicopter with a searchlight circled overhead the entire time and lit us both up during the walk back. It remained circling for several hours during the night. It felt really good to be back in the house! Doors locked, alarm on... I gave her a refresher course on how to operate my shotgun - I'll be out of the country on business for the next 6 1/2 weeks. Now more than ever I don't want to leave her here alone.
Her theory about last night was that it was a car accident where the culprit fled the scene. My theory was it was a gang related shooting or car theft where the guy dropped his ride-along girlfriend off so she wouldn't get caught by the police. This morning the local news had a story about a kidnapping in this area - and it was probably the girl that managed to get out of the car and away. If so, I'm REALLY glad I pointed the officer in the right direction. My wife teases me that I'm the only person in a crowd that runs *towards* the police in a situation.
So, what do you all think? Should I have done something different?
My wife prodded me to keep going as she thought the girl was probably sneaking home after a date. But something didn't seem right. The girl stopped short of the door, turned heel and dashed down a side street. She was on a cellphone and sounded frantic. She was glancing around as if she didn't know which way to run. Nope, something wasn't right. That's when an Orange County Sherrif's patrol car pulled in where the silver sedan used to be. The officer got out of the car with a flashlight in hand scanning the area and talking into his radio. I told Jenny (wife) that I was going to go talk to the deputy. She rolled her eyes and I sprinted over to him waving my hand.
Me -"Officer, are you looking for someone?"
Cop - "Did you see someone?"
Me - "Yeah. Black female, late teens early twenties, denim jacket and black pants, talking fast on a cellphone. She jumped out of a car and bolted down this street." <pointing>
Cop - "Was it a male with dreadlocks?"
Me - "No, a female. She had short hair and a beret cap on. Didn't see dreads.
Cop - "So you didn't see a male run past?"
Me - "No, just the girl. She was here less than a minute ago."
He radios back in with what I just told him. By this time Jenny catches up. Another patrol car turns the corner and races down the street I pointed the first officer to. Another 2 patrol cars fly past the main street with lights and sirens on. Jenny and I both decide it's probably best to head back to the house early. The officer wouldn't comment on what was going on or why they were looking for someone. As we walked back I kept my surefire scanning the bushes and other hand in the pocket with my Kahr.
As we passed the second entrance to the neighborhood we saw the other patrol car had blocked it off. The girl I saw previously was sitting on the curb talking to the officer with her face in her palms. He was busily jotting down what she was saying in a logbook. A helicopter with a searchlight circled overhead the entire time and lit us both up during the walk back. It remained circling for several hours during the night. It felt really good to be back in the house! Doors locked, alarm on... I gave her a refresher course on how to operate my shotgun - I'll be out of the country on business for the next 6 1/2 weeks. Now more than ever I don't want to leave her here alone.
Her theory about last night was that it was a car accident where the culprit fled the scene. My theory was it was a gang related shooting or car theft where the guy dropped his ride-along girlfriend off so she wouldn't get caught by the police. This morning the local news had a story about a kidnapping in this area - and it was probably the girl that managed to get out of the car and away. If so, I'm REALLY glad I pointed the officer in the right direction. My wife teases me that I'm the only person in a crowd that runs *towards* the police in a situation.
So, what do you all think? Should I have done something different?