Cold Case In Ellyson

As a new police officer, there is obviously a period of training before you’re let loose on the streets. One day I was riding with my FTO (field training officer). We were in one of the more questionable areas of town. My FTO (I’ll call him Bob) drove up to a group of men, one of whom tried to hide something in his hand. Bob asked him about what was in his hand. At that, the subject ran down the street. Instinctively I reached for the door handle to give chase. Bob smiled and said, “stay with him!” I launched from the car on foot only to turn around to see that Bob was driving after him. As Bob drove past me, I learned my lesson to work smarter, not harder…