CM #5 We Didn't Start the Fire...
Most of you have been hurt before on the job. Let's hear about a memorable one... or two or a dozen injuries you've had.
About a year and a half ago, my partner and I get this case involving a dead fireman who's been stabbed 22 times. The fireman also happens to be gay. We pretty strongly believe at the time that prejudices within the FDNY have something to do with his death and so we go to confront a particular fireman in his ladder. The guy, Charlie Hugo, refuses to cooperate. My partner, as you might know by now, is not one to take no for an answer, particularly from a potential suspect. He presses Charlie (who is now being backed up by a group of firemen, all of them fairly strapping and ominous looking).
Finally, Charlie (much to what I think is my partner's secret joy) clocks Logan hard, in the nose. Being the assaulted police officer, Logan strikes back and before I know it, the other firemen are throwing punches and kicks at him and at myself as well. The one time I'm seen as just a cop and not a female cop, I get kicked in the ribs, punched in the jaw and knocked to the ground by big, burly firemen.
Fortunately, I have the radio and manage to call in a 10-13 and request backup. When the address of the firehouse is broadcast over the radio, every cop in the vicinity, uniform and plainclothes alike, comes out.
...which wouldn't be so bad, but it turns into an all-out NYPD versus FDNY brawl...which leads to Logan and me getting a full-blown hearing in front of Internal Affairs and the brass. Fortunately, we're cleared, and thanks to the investigation that's launched, are able to find the actual killer.
But you know, not before the whole thing is broadcast numerous times on the front pages of various tabloids. Nothing like being front-page news when your face is all banged up and there's bold-face type announcing that you're one of a group of "out of control" cops.
About a year and a half ago, my partner and I get this case involving a dead fireman who's been stabbed 22 times. The fireman also happens to be gay. We pretty strongly believe at the time that prejudices within the FDNY have something to do with his death and so we go to confront a particular fireman in his ladder. The guy, Charlie Hugo, refuses to cooperate. My partner, as you might know by now, is not one to take no for an answer, particularly from a potential suspect. He presses Charlie (who is now being backed up by a group of firemen, all of them fairly strapping and ominous looking).
Finally, Charlie (much to what I think is my partner's secret joy) clocks Logan hard, in the nose. Being the assaulted police officer, Logan strikes back and before I know it, the other firemen are throwing punches and kicks at him and at myself as well. The one time I'm seen as just a cop and not a female cop, I get kicked in the ribs, punched in the jaw and knocked to the ground by big, burly firemen.
Fortunately, I have the radio and manage to call in a 10-13 and request backup. When the address of the firehouse is broadcast over the radio, every cop in the vicinity, uniform and plainclothes alike, comes out.
...which wouldn't be so bad, but it turns into an all-out NYPD versus FDNY brawl...which leads to Logan and me getting a full-blown hearing in front of Internal Affairs and the brass. Fortunately, we're cleared, and thanks to the investigation that's launched, are able to find the actual killer.
But you know, not before the whole thing is broadcast numerous times on the front pages of various tabloids. Nothing like being front-page news when your face is all banged up and there's bold-face type announcing that you're one of a group of "out of control" cops.