Name: Raymond Porello
Status: Healthy; normal.
Inventory: Tazer; 10mm pistol (30); police radio; flashlight
Karma: 10
Location: Wallack; Central Boulevard crash site
Objective: [ShortTerm] Report to an accident [LongTerm] Assist in finding William Forvetti
Cash: $1165
It looked like another cruiser had been driving by, but when I flagged them down, two guys came out that weren't cops at all. Their faces looked familiar and then it clicked; these guys were wanted. Since I didn't want to totally terrify the little girl even more than she already was, I asked the gentlemen to give up the fight. Physically, I was superior to them - running wouldn't have been a problem for myself, nor would threatening them at gunpoint. I had the upper hand, and they surrendered without a fight which was becoming a rare occasion these days, or so I've heard. I ushered them in the back of my own cruiser and locked them in. I decided before I arrest them entirely, I could at least be a bit more certain they were lying. "What shop did you guys say you were from?" I asked them with a look that I hoped gave off the impression I wasn't buying whatever they said.
"Uh... Blue Hills... Mechanical..," one of them stuttered.
"Right..," I said sarcastically. I closed the door and they looked panicked back at each other. It was time to do some investigating. Jesus, this day was getting busy. The woman and the young kid that were in the accident had re-approached me, both with their information. I didn't want to, but I made them wait just a bit longer. Both of their days had gone from worse to worst as everything continued to go downhill for them. I felt bad but it was my job.
"Dispatch, I've apprehended a few suspected delinquents... requesting some assistance... make sure the one that arrives has a partner, someone's going to have to do something with this extra car we have here."
"10-4."
By this time, EMS was pulling up with an ambulance. Two men jumped out of the back as the driver of the vehicle backed up towards the scene, making for an easier work area. He put it in park, leaving the lights on, which really helped with the traffic direction.
"I'll take your information, if you have it, both of you. You," pointing at the kid, "can go see the meds over there." I took the papers from the kid and the woman alike and headed back to my own cruiser, just as a back-up unit was arriving, pulling over next to the scene. I opened up the driver's door of my own car and sat down, typing away into the computer. Various information was entered - a VIN number, plate numbers, all of the good stuff. I heard a deeper, unfamiliar voice a few seconds later that broke the silence, since the men in the back were silent.
"Hey, Porello," said the voice. I greeted the officer, and we carried on a short conversation before getting down to business. He introduced himself.
"So, these two I have back here claim to be from - what was it? - Blue Hills Mechanics, Mechanical, whatever... you know of anything?" I asked him, expecting a negative response. I made sure the people behind the cage in the car were able to hear every word.
"Oh, yeah, that's where my buddy took his Crown Vic," he said. I glanced back over to where the cruiser I took was sitting, traffic flowing steadily around it. "Crown Vic" was sure enough written on the front grill. I pointed with the pen in my hand at it. "What the hell... Alright, well, I'll get my partner over here to help you load these two dumbstuffs up and then we'll be off... I'll take the car off your hands."
"Okay, thanks," I said. With that, his partner showed up, and I helped him get the two into the back of the squad car that the officer pulled up in not too long ago. The man I was just talking to took a seat in the car I myself apprehended, and took off, the other cop not too far behind. Just like that, the scene was back to normal.
After the computer finished surfing the database about the information I got from the accidentees and came up positive, I got out of the car and walked back towards where the woman, her child and the teen were standing in a circle, having almost casual conversation as if they'd known each other for a while and were having a latte at a local cafe.
"You're both fine... however, obviously, you cars are not." After a lengthy discussion with them all to discover what exactly had happened, a dispatch for two wreckers to come and help out, and an hour later, I was giving everyone a ride back to their homes. The whole situation was sorted out and it was a hell of a stressful day.
9:00 and the temperatures have started falling down past their normal lows - it's dropped down to around 25 degrees, and the roads soon become very slick with ice from the rain that built up during the day. The city is still experiencing a casual rain so the ice is patchy but constant...
Woo.
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