Short Story

As Chief of Evanston Police, Richard Eddington serves a very vital role in the community. He’s spent approximately forty years in law enforcement and was named Chief of Evanston Police in 2007. As Chief, his main jobs are to supervise and send out personnel, accomplish the goals and objectives the Department sets, and oversee the overall performance of respective divisions of the Department. On top of all of this, he also has many important tasks that he accomplishes; to name a few, he helps better the organization, adheres to the needs of the community, strengthens the productivity of the Department as a whole, and many more. Chief Eddington believes the unique way that Evanston police and the community are a “Partnership” is a very important part of the job of police officers, saying their “programs and services have been designed to reach out, connect, and work with the community.” He is a firm believer that this

As stated in the beginning, police officers are extremely outnumbered by the prison and street gangs all over the country; but, with the training that some of these police officers have received and keep receiving, they’re ready to take on any task or person despite

I placed the plates and forks at each spot and poured milk into each glass. And we sat down to eat.

Considering the efforts of the officers, some high rank Chicago officers criticize the “level of disrespect” from the citizens that officers are facing is remarkable. It is evident that the Chicago police officers are not receiving much respect from the people they are serving and they do not get enough support from the city. Moreover, it is true that most Chicagoans look at and criticize all the incidents where police officers show bad performance while on duty, but the people usually do not recognize their efforts on reducing crimes and protecting the citizens, and also what they have accomplished for years.

it is life, Mama!” Mama: “Oh—so now its life. Money is life. Once upon a

Officer Gordon comes quickly up to me and says “Chief Lussen we found him” and that officer Miles is taking him into the interrogation room. As I take a second to myself and take a deep breath officer Gordon passes me files for the case. I walk towards the interrogation room but i wanted to look at him before I walked in and started interrogating him. So I looked at him through the observation mirror into the interrogation room and thought to me all my years of working as a homicide investigator this case is the case that has shocks me the most. 37 residents that live in the neighborhood and saw & even heard something or someone yelling on the street didn't even call the police.

I took a deep breath as I pushed open the wide glass doors. As soon as I walked in all I saw were officers running back and forth, papers flying everywhere, and the smell of pure coffee hit me like a smack on the face.It was too much and it seem pretty busy so i made my way back to the front door,but as soon as I was going to walk out of the police department a middle aged man with curly hair stopped

I look back up at the man who was now looking off into the distance. “ Excuse me sir, but would you recognize this man here? “ I show him the picture in the paper. The man gulps and gives a hesitating whine. “ What do you mean? O-Of course I don’t know who he is! “ His deep voice gives me chills through my spine. Charles starts to growl and bark at the man, then bites his ankle! The man yells in pain. “ Control your dog you freak! “ I stand up and motion Charles to walk with me some more. I grab out my phone and call one of my co-workers. “ Meet me at Sumner Park. I found our suspect.

As he sneaked crossed the hallway in silence making sure he heard no police sirens. ' I not getting caught today.' He thought, he neared room 132 that's when he heard a click. And the door eased open slowly, ' The police, run, run away' is the last thing he thought before a little head with black hair and blue eyes peeked thru. Charles had just got thru the door unnoticed, he closed the door as quietly as he could absolutely worried he would be caught. As he turned around he realized it was already too late a tall, thin, man was standing there smirking but Charles noticed he had a speck of fear in his eyes. Charles ran, ran not away from the intruder but away from his

It was a cold dark night in the streets of New York City. Not very many people were out in the streets. Chilly gust of wind with a taste just like rain would run through my face. A police man with swift moves was twirling his club like a professional, which he was. I was standing at the doorway of a hardware store waiting for an old friend. We made a pact that in twenty years we would meet back at the same place and time of the pact. The police man started walking toward me, but I stayed calm. When the police man approached me I immediately started talking before he could ask any questions.

Curious, I looked up at the building and suddenly my heart stopped. My muscles contracted and my nerves sent a violent quake through my body. I didn’t notice the dropped cigarette that was burning a hole in my pants. Finally, the pain bit me. I grabbed the cigarette, throwing it out the window while almost swerving off the road. After regaining control, I closed my eyes and reopened them to make sure I wasn’t hallucinating; I wasn‘t. Ten police cars sat in front of the school, all in a perfect line with their drivers standing close-by. I contemplated driving off but it was too late. We had already been spotted.

and saw her mom and sister, in their own bikinis. Smiling, she placed a handful of sun screen on her legs and rubbed it in, she continued up to her chest, neck, and face. Offering her sister, the bottle. Taking off her bikini top, she laid face forward, so her sister could place some lotion on her back, and places where she could not reach.

The sun begins to set on an average Monday in downtown Prescott. The earth produces a clean, floral scent. Flowers bursting with joy for the precious gift of hydration. Bystanders bent over in approval at the content, stratified flowers. The clouds paint the sky like petite sponges drifting in the light breeze. Cicadas hum obnoxiously in the distance. Random tourists head quickly turned as sirens roll past the church in an extremely urgent fashion. A massive dull, white tent supplies an abundance of cool shade cover for what is going to be a gathering. Men, women, and children flood under the canopy for relief and peace. Before finding their seats they make their way to the dessert and coffee table. An assortment of treats

Al is shaking as he stands in front of the target. I had to throw knives at him. I was really tired and didn’t want to do this. I don’t see why this was necessary, so once Eric asked for a hand I said “is this really necessary?” I tense up, because I know Eric gets mad when you challenge him. We stared at each other for a long time in silence. All of a sudden Eric starts to speak up “I have authority here, remember?, here and everywhere else.” He didn’t say it loud. I don’t even know if anyone in this room heard him, but I know i did. I don’t know what to say, because he does have authority here. I tighten the grip on my knives. I’m holding them so tight that my knuckles are turning white. I turn around to Al. Al was shaking so much,

Miyuki would cough before shaking off the dirt looking over at her sister who looked stunning in her coronation outfit which reminds her that she had to go and get ready for that before mother threatened to disown her,it was true her sister would become queen tonight and she would be living in the castle with her still because she begged her parents to let her stay by her sisters side it was then she looked over at and her as she began to speak.