Out of the Brush, A police story
You are here: Home » Out of the Brush, A police story Nico at a photo shoot 2014 January 27, 2014 The brush was thick. But I wasn’t giving up. He was hiding in its thickness assuming I would just give up. But I’m no quitter. And there is no way in hell I was going to let him escape. The K9 dog could not reach further into the brush so someone would have to go in to flush him out. They didn’t have to ask for a volunteer twice. I quickly stepped up front while removing my gun from my holster. “I’ll go,” I announced. I honestly wasn’t afraid. There was plenty of other cops around to shoot if the suspect decided not to go quietly. I just hope they had good aim. I would be in the middle of the gun battle. In this job we have no choice but to trust the men and women with whom we work with. They are the lifelines that will keep my ass alive if something terrible went down. I no doubt trusted them. This job as a mouse into the trap could only fit one person dow...