Tony performed his end-of-watch clean-up duties. He tried to get over-due radio calls handled so the PM shift watch commander wouldn’t have a full queue of hours-old radio calls when they came down from roll call.
Sergeant Blaze McKenzie came in from the field and went to the sergeant’s office to complete his daily log.
Tony considered McKenzie the most solid supervisor in the division and was grateful to have the sergeant on his watch.
Ten minutes later, Sergeant Amanda Fox strode through the office.
He called out to her. “Amanda, what was the dispo of the call that Bender and Price had at Nordhoff and Lindley?”
Amanda came out of the sergeant’s office and leaned against the doorjamb dividing the watch commander’s office from the officer’s report writing room.
“It was a nothin’. Two transients arguing about where to steal their next meal. The suspect Price had contact with decided to challenge her. She deployed her Taser and told the guy she’d light him up if he didn’t stop.” She shrugged. “Bender must be mellowing out in his old age. He thought Price did a good job.”
The lieutenant nodded. “Good for her.”
Fox smiled. “I think it irked Bender that his P-1, on her first day, wasn’t afraid to follow her training.”
Tony chuckled. “Yeah, Bender likes to make his female probationers prove themselves. If Price has spunk, that takes a lot of the fun out of his job.”
McKenzie sauntered out of the sergeant’s office, coffee mug in hand. “I rolled up on the 459 at the flower shop this morning. Bender was shooting the breeze with the morning watch officers, but that sharp morning watch probationer, Tully, was showing Price around the burglary scene. It was an odd one. The burglars broke through the back wall in order to avoid the alarms.”
“Good training for both Price and Tully,” Amanda said. “But only time will tell if either of them truly has what it takes.”