Cop of the Week
by Thomas MacMillan | Jul 7, 2014 8:10 am | Comments (7)
Within seconds of parking their cruiser near the corner of Smith and Palmieri avenues, Officers Matt Wynne and Darryl Cargill had a hit.
“There it is,” Wynne said, as a silver Nissan Pathfinder rolled past a stop sign. Cargill stepped on the gas.
by Diana Li | Jun 9, 2014 8:08 am | Comments (4)
As midnight approached and her fellow cop Becky Fowler grabbed coffee inside Dunkin Donuts, Elizabeth Chomka listened out on the Church Street sidewalk to a man named Gregory talk about love.
by Paul Bass | May 30, 2014 3:15 pm | Comments (2)
The gunman’s friends urged him to shoot again. Then Officer McGlotten rolled in.
by Paul Bass & Allan Appel | May 7, 2014 10:03 am | Comments (11)
A cop chasing an apparent runaway driver survived a telephone pole crashing onto his cruiser early Wednesday morning—then rushed out to save the fleeing driver just before the driver’s car burst into flames.
by Thomas MacMillan | Mar 24, 2014 3:12 pm | Comments (7)
At 10:40 a.m., Officer Jeremie Elliott warned a class of teenage boys that touching a girl’s butt can be a felony. An hour later, he talked to girls about sexting and child pornography. Between classes, he reminded a boy that he shouldn’t be walking down the hall with his arm draped over female classmate.
by Paul Bass | Mar 7, 2014 3:33 pm
Michael, a wanted man carrying a loaded stolen gun, got to meet six of his new Dwight neighbors at once, in a back alley. Unfortunately for him, they were six rookie cops.
by Paul Bass | Feb 21, 2014 5:00 pm | Comments (2)
Caitlin Zerella knew that parked car looked fishy. She didn’t know a suspected double-murderer was behind the wheel, a fugitive who’d been hiding in plain sight.
by Paul Bass | Jan 17, 2014 4:44 pm | Comments (10)
It was shaping up as a quiet, frigid night on the beat for Officers Michael Haines and Brendan Borer. Then they caught a whiff of some aromatic fumes issuing from a parked Honda Accord.
by Paul Bass | Jan 10, 2014 5:16 pm | Comments (5)
Ten guns disappeared from a late NRA instructor’s safe. A year later, one of those guns reemerged inside the sleeve of a sweatshirted man running down a downtown alley away from Tom Glynn and Matt Williams.
by Cora Lewis | Dec 20, 2013 3:22 pm | Comments (4)
Three young men sat in a Chevy Malibu parked illegally outside an abandoned house. One made a cell phone call.
“Can you get your fucking ass down here?” he said into the phone. “These fucking cops are fucking harassing us.”