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Cops had a code, and a dirty cop was scum to them.Lawry had killed, bribed, and kidnapped.He’d gone against everything their badge stood for.Once everyone learned it was Lawry who had been behind the crimes, they’d all turned their back on him.
Jameson could almost feel sorry for him, but he’d kidnapped his woman and gone after his brother.That was unforgivable.
“Ah, sorry, sir.” The kid’s eyes widened in panic and darted between Jameson and Carlisle nervously before he licked his lips.“George Lawry is asking for you.”
“Did he say what he wanted?”
“No, sir.”
“Go ahead, Weston.” Carlisle tapped him on the shoulder with the case file.“I got it from here.”
Jameson nodded and followed the officer down to the lower level where the prisoners were held.
“I can’t believe I’m meeting you.You are a legend in school.You are everyone’s hero,” the guy gushed.
Jameson felt uncomfortable.He had never liked all the attention and praise.“Just doing my job,” he muttered, it was the same response he always gave to such praise he didn’t feel he deserved.There were other just as hard-working cops out there putting their lives on the line every day.
“I mean the way you stopped that bomber when negotiations failed.You saved over twenty people that day,” the kid kept going.
“It wasn’t all me.It was a team effort.” He wasn’t suicidal.Jameson remembered the case.The man had his hand on a trigger ready to blow up a three-story building.Jameson no longer remembered why the guy was blowing up the building.What he did remember was that negotiations had failed.The Feds were ready to step in since it was a federal building.
Jameson knew it would have turned into a blood bath, so he took a team of officers into the building.He had distracted the man while a sniper clipped him.The team subdued him, and no one was killed that day.
“Or the time—”
“I think you need to return to your previous duties, Officer.I can find the prisoner holding cell on my own,” Jameson said as the elevator doors opened.
“Oh, right.” The kid looked deflated.
Jameson didn’t feel that bad.The kid had hero-worship in his eyes, and Jameson didn’t like it.He didn’t want to be treated like he lived on some kind of pedestal.He wanted to be treated like everyone else.
“Keep up the good work,” he added and earned a grin from the kid.
“Thank you, sir.”
Jameson nodded as the doors closed.He headed down the hall to the waiting guard.
“I see you got the message.”
“You had to send a greenhorn to tell me.”
“I was busy.” The guard shrugged unapologetically.The kid had probably chewed his ear off, and he’d wanted to send him on an errand to get a break.“Besides, it made the kid’s day.He’s been wanting to meet you since he graduated.”
Jameson hmphed.
“Did he ask for your autograph?”
“No, thank god.” That had never happened, and he hoped it never did.
“I can’t help it if you’ve become a celebrity around here.”
“That was never what I wanted.”
“What did you expect to happen when you started closing so many cases and made a rep for yourself?”
“All I ever wanted was to make a difference, Chuck.” Surely he could see that.Anyone else in the department could see that but these newbies.
“That’s all any of us are trying to do.Some are just better than others.”
