It was a quiet night. I was sitting on a quiet street running radar on absolutely nothing. Yes, Milan was patrolling with me. We were sitting there talking because there were no calls and no cars. It happened a lot. It was possible to work a whole shift and not get a single call or make a single traffic stop. Some of the officers made that there goal even.
A truck pulled up behind us and parked. I told Milan, this time sharing the information that I was able to get from the rearview mirror. We got out as the driver got out of his truck. He was all kinds of excited. It took him some effort but he told us that his sister was getting beat up by her boyfriend. He was not able to give us the address and the directions he gave us didn't help much either. It sounded like it was in the county but this guy wasn't making a whole lot of sense. Finally I told him to show us where she was.
He got back in his truck and we followed him. We did go out of the city limits and I told dispatch that they had a domestic somewhere near our town. I had them start some units this way and I would tell them the address when I knew it myself.
"Is he drunk?" Milan asked.
"I didn't smell anything when I was talking to him," I answered.
He was driving down the center of the road. This old county highway didn't have any lines on it and there was no oncoming traffic. As we continued to follow him, he didn't drive straight down the middle but just used the center as a kind of general guide, swaying a bit to the left and to the right.
"Is he tweaking?" Milan asked.
"I thought it was just the adrenaline but he might be," I said.
I called Rabies to come for back up. The guy wasn't driving fast and Rabies caught up to us shortly after we got to the house. I told dispatch what the address was.
When the driver got out, I told Rabies to watch him while we checked on the sister to see if she was okay. I told him that I'd be doing field sobriety tests when I came back. Milan and I went to rescue the sister.
Just in case the guy had a weapon, Rabies said, "Do you have anything on you I should know about?"
"I have dope in my front pocket," the guy answered.
The sister had left the house already. Milan and I drove to another house and found her. We got a statement from her and returned to the house. Deputies had arrived. I gave them the statement and went to see Rabies.
The driver was in cuffs and Rabies showed me a baggie with meth in it.
"Good call Milan," I said.
Milan and I took the driver up to the hospital where I put the guy through field sobriety tests. He failed miserably. I arrested him for the DUI.
"They just come and turn themselves into you now?" Slider said the next time I saw him.
"Yep. It's easier that way."
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