Amber
02/12/2008
Its day’s like Thursday that I put up with a lot of crap at work.
I was just walking in the door when I saw one of my detectives had the alert book out. That made my heart jump. I don’t see that happen very often so I dropped my bag, started the coffee and got going. It was a wild day, lots of interagency co-operation, lots of interdepartmental co-operation all looking for a 5 year old child that was taken from his home by strangers. The alert lasted a little over 12 hours; I think the pressure of the alert going city/state and region wide the crooks got scared. My heart dropped a couple of times as officers went out to calls related to alert but they were thankfully not him.
I have never seen my office so crowded with people as the day progressed. Some people I knew, some I didn’t. As the calls came in, I was shouting names and directing people to phones. If they weren’t in the office, I would ask if there was someone from their unit that could take the call. It was amazing to watch as all these departments worked together: one goal in mind: find out where they took a little boy and get him home safe.
Finally the call we were all hopping for came. They child was found safe; he was found wondering around by a man taking out his trash. We had to wait until the officers brought him down to reunite with his mother to confirm it was him but it was such a relief. As of Monday, there were some arrests made. It turned out to be a family member that was the master mind of the operation. He is in jail now; the bond is set high so I think he will be there until trial.
Saturday I had just finished breakfast with a friend and was at the store checking out when my pager went off asking if I could come into the office. I had to drop Saba off at the house and then worked for 5.5 hours on both the kidnapping and a murder that happened that morning. I had started out as a shooting call, but one of the men didn’t make it. The detectives know who did the shooting. A warrant is out, a plane was diverted, but that bad guy is on the run.
I did get to watch most of the Bud Pole Shootout on Saturday night. Jr. and the other Hendricks’s teams are going to be hard to beat this year. Sunday, I went down to the outlet malls and bought myself a couple of treats: I got a new pair of red shoes and I found some sheets that have race cars on them. I can’t wait to put them on my bed. Yes, I still dream about race cars even with all crap going on at work.
Monday was a difficult day at the office: I realized that with all the promises of help, all the promises to get briefed on cases, nothing it gong to change with the attitudes of my new management. All the posturing that I would get an apology from someone hasn’t happened. I shined like a star during the alert. I worked my butt off with no back up for 13.5 hours, but that is all forgotten a couple of days later. The new management wasn’t there for those. I guess I just need to remember, it’s the cases not the personalities that really matter in the long run.
