Date: Thu, 23 Mar 2006 13:29:22 -0800 (PST)
From: Bill Porter <wep363@ameritech.net>
Subject: Kid Cop Chapter 7

Kid Cop - Chapter 7

This is a work of fiction.  Any similarity to anyone in real life is a
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This is a story of love, hope, and trust.  It is not a sex story. However,
this story deals with love between two male teenagers. If you are offended
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story. There may be some sex scenes in this story; however, sex is not the
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It took most of the morning to sort through all the students, and their
lockers.  Roy started teaching the first high school class in his life 5th
period.  Only seniors take US government, as it's a required class.  Roy
went up to the chalkboard and wrote, 'Charles Brown' on the board.  There
were several snickers.

"You can tease me about my name if you like," stated Roy with a big smile
on his face.  "I'll only be filling in for your regular teacher for a day
or two.  The lesson plan indicates that today we were to review state
rights.  With all the distractions this morning it might be better to talk
about individual rights.  Back in the late 50's and early 60's a search
like we had this morning was unthinkable.  When I was in college that many
police showing up at one time would have started a riot.  Here's what I
want to do.  I don't know any of you so, going down each row - I want you
to, one at a time, stand up and say your name, then write one word on the
chalkboard that describes how you felt this morning."

Every student stood, said their name, walked to the front of the board, and
wrote one word on the board.  Roy made careful notes on each student.
About a third of the class used words that described some kind of anger
like 'mad' or 'pissed'.  Another third of the class used works like
'unfair'.  Some of the responses were very revealing to Roy.  He spent
about 20 minutes questioning each of them on their answers.  "Miss Hurney,
could you tell me why you felt violated," asked Roy.

"No one has a right to go through my personal things," replied Miss Hurney.
"Isn't it illegal to search my locker without a search warrant?"

"Your locker isn't private property.  However, what you put in it is.  I
suggest if you have to carry something that is embarrassing, carry it on
you instead of putting it in yout locker.  What you carry on you can't be
searched unless there is probable cause.  That's why the police used metal
detectors and dogs to search the students.  A police officer can't tell you
to empty your pockets unless he has probable cause even though you are on
public ground.  Remember, if something happens to you, and you're killed,
the contents of your locker and other personal items will be turned over to
your parents.  So as a rule don't carry anything that you would be
embarrassed for them to see."  Some of the boys snickered, bringing a smile
to Roy's face.  'There's not a 17 or 18 year old boy alive that doesn't
have a condom in his wallet.'  Roy considered.

Roy wasn't surprised that some of the students even hinted about the fact
that they knew about the raid in advance.  By the end of the class he knew
who had something to hide.  He was able to get a similar response from the
rest of his classes.  His discussion with the principal after school
confirmed what he already knew.  A number of students were suspended for a
few days for carrying pocketknives and several students were arrested for
possession of small amounts of drugs, mainly marijuana.  She said that the
government teacher would remain off for the rest of the week.  Then one of
the social studies teachers would be ill for a week - then a gym teacher.

After walking into the DuPage County State Police office, Roy went into Don
Miller's office like he owned the place and sat down across from him.
"Catching these kids is going to be like taking candy from babies!"  stated
Roy confidently.

Sergeant Miller frowned.  "Do you realize that in the various trash cans we
confiscated 3 pistols, over a pound of marijuana, various other drugs, and
weapons of every shape and description?"

"Realized? I saw them throwing it away.  In class, some of them were even
bragging about how they knew it was coming."

"Well," replied Don Miller, "now you see how effective our current methods
are!  By the way, your new team member is here."  Don Miller picked up the
phone and asked someone to come in his office.  Roy was impressed with the
size of the young officer.  He had to be just over six feet tall and
weighed around 200 pounds.  "Officer Rick Lopez, this is federal agent
Charles Brown.  At least that's his working name.  If he likes you, you can
call him Roy.  You are being assigned to him until further notice.  Now go
wait in my outer office until I'm finished with agent Brown."

After Rick Lopez left the office, Don Miller shook his head.  "Here's his
file.  I've read it and I've talked to him for about a half hour earlier.
The guy is smart.  That seems to be part of his problem.  However, he has a
really hard time with controlling his emotions.  They tend to control him.
You'll find he talks without thinking and reacts the wrong way.  You can do
whatever you feel is appropriate with him.  I have more news for you, Roy.
Danny's dad called me today and he's decided to move Danny to a private
school.  I arranged for him to meet us here in a few minutes to explain his
reasons."

"That's a disappointment," replied Roy.  "We still need a partner for
Tommy?"

"As far as a partner for Tommy goes I did have a conversation with my son
last night.  If I were going to compare Bill to someone our generation
could relate to it would be Wally Cleaver.  He respects authority, makes
good decisions, does what he says he's going to do, does well In school,
and he listens to me.  He likes Tommy and he feels that they can get along
together.  He's on his way up here with Tommy and Danny.  It's going to
take lots of work on your part to make an effective team out of this ragtag
bunch.  I don't care how you do it as long as you get results!"

"Dose Rick have an office?"

"He has a workstation."

"Okay, I'm going to give him enough work to keep him busy for the next
week.  I'll give him until tomorrow to get it done."

Roy left Don's office and went up to Rick Lopez.  "Rick, you are about to
become one of the most important officers in the entire state.  The work
that you will do will decide the fate of thousands of people for many years
to come.  There will be times when you might not feel that your hard work
is anything more then a waste of time but you will be wrong."  Roy opened
his briefcase and pulled out a yellow legal pad.  He ripped off several
lists of names.  "Rick, I need police and FBI background checks on all
these students and their parents.  After you get the results we will go
over the information and then you will do further interviews to gather more
information.  Here is my contact information should you have any questions.
I'll expect that you'll have this project completed by tomorrow so we can
go over the results."

"By tomorrow!" Rick replied.  "You must be crazy if you think I can have
this done by tomorrow!"

"I see that Sergeant Miller failed to tell me that respecting authority
figures is also one of your weak areas.  When I give you an assignment,
Officer Lopez, I expect you to do your best to complete it.  Tomorrow at
this time we WILL review what you have completed.  You have 24 hours.  I
suggest that you get started as soon as possible and work through the
night.  We work in a life and death business.  Any questions?"

Officer Lopez picked up the list of names and looked at Roy like he had two
heads.  He knew that if he told Roy what was really on his mind he'd get
fired.  He felt that everyone despised him because of his Hispanic
heritage.  Everyone he'd worked with since police academy had belittled
him.  What Rick failed to realize was that deep down Rick hated himself.
His father had belittled him his whole life and his brief police career had
not helped his self-image.  Officer Lopez sighed and walked away.  Just as
Officer Lopez left, Don Smith arrived.  Roy followed him into Sergeant
Miller's office.

"I'll need to tell you what I told Don Miller over the phone, Roy.  Ever
since last summer when I moved to this area I have been trying to make
arrangements to place Danny in a private school.  I couldn't manage to get
him placed in time for the start of school but I have arranged for him to
start next semester.  Last night he told me that he wants to be Tommy's
back up and take private schooling from you, Roy.  I will not allow you to
take advantage of Danny in this way.  He has a right to be a kid and let me
make adult decisions for him.  When he's 18 and is legally capable of
making his own decisions, then I will support whatever he decides.  If
Danny wants to get up early and learn self defense from Roy I don't have a
problem with that.  Or if he wants to study with Tommy and Roy after
school, better yet.  It can only help his self-esteem.  However I will not
have you putting my son's life at risk.  I have two reasons for enrolling
Danny In a private school.  I have been saving for Danny to go to college
ever since he was born.  Up to this point his grades are good enough and he
only has to complete High School.  The private school I've enrolled him in
is one of the best college prep schools in the area.  And second, they
don't put up with the behavior problems that are plaguing the public school
in this area.  The school is not far from where my wife works and she will
give him a ride there everyday. "

"Danny tried to convince me that going to a private school could hurt his
relationship with Tommy.  I explained that I don't work with my wife and it
hasn't affected our relationship any.  I also explained that his
relationship with Tommy is different from the relationship my wife and I
have.  In some ways it's a much stronger relationship.  Tommy has been away
much of the last three months and somehow they seen as close as they ever
were.  I like you, Roy, and I feel you can be a good influence on both
Tommy and Danny.  However, if anyone is going to be exploited it's not
going to be Danny.  After discussing it with the boys last night we have
agreed that Danny is not going to be involved in any police work and he
will be going to a private school."

"Mr. Smith," replied Sergeant Miller.  "As much as you want your son to
stay away from police work I want my son to get involved.  And for many of
the same reasons.  My problem is I can't force him to become a police
officer like you can force your son to go to a private school.  I don't
have the money for him to go to a private school.  I don't have the money
to send him to college.  Up to this point, he has made the grades to be
considered college material.  But he has nowhere good enough grades to go
to school on a full scholarship.  Like I was telling Roy, my son Bill
reminds me of Wally Cleaver.  What's funny is that his best friend Rick
Mitchell kind of reminds me of Eddy Haskell."

"This whole thing is my fault," says Roy.  "I shouldn't have suggested
Danny working with Tommy without talking about it with you first, Don."

"It's okay, Roy.  I know you are only trying to find a way to protect Tommy
who I also consider my son.  I had plenty of time to spend being a father
figure to both boys when they were younger.  Now I'm very busy and I don't
mind you filling in that role.  In the future, please try to remember to
inform me before you go putting ideas in my son's head.  I understand that
this is all new for you, Roy.  I've made many mistakes with Danny.  I can
tell you he likes you and so do I.  Now gentleman, I still have 4 hours'
work to do today and I know you have work to do too."

The three men shook hands and Danny's father left just as Tommy, Danny, and
Sergeant Miller's son Bill arrived.  Sergeant Miller introduced his son to
Roy.  Roy's first impression was that Bill was both relaxed and happy in
the way he presented himself.  Then Sergeant Miller presented his proposal.
"I talked to the Captain this morning about what we talked about last
night, Bill.  He says that because your 15th birthday is just a few months
away we can bend the letter of the law a little.  The best we can do with
your minor status is to offer you a position as a police intern.  An
officer in training.  You can't become an officer like Tommy until you have
completed training like Tommy did last summer or at an approved police
academy.  You will only be allowed to spend so many hours a week doing
police work and will be required to spend much of the rest of your free
time doing school work.  He also said that the intern program does offer
one scholarship a year.  The pay is nominal.  Just over minimum wage for
kids your age.  Your authority will only be to assist other officers.  The
good news is you won't have to work for me.  You'll be assisting Tommy and
working for Roy.  You don't have to make up your mind now, son.  Do you
have any question?"

"Tommy has already explained most of it.  I look at it this way.  You are
going to want me to switch schools.  Put myself in danger.  Get in shape
and train to defend myself.  And many many other things.  This decision
will change forever the rest of my life and the friendships that I now
have.  At least that's what Tommy told me.  I don't really understand all
that but what I do understand is that there is no way in hell I'm getting
up at 5 in the morning to run and train.  If I can do that in the
afternoon, after school like normal people, then it's a deal."

"I told you there's no way to get him out of bed at 5 am," Don laughed.
"It looks like it's up to you, Roy.  I don't need you to come in the office
after school anymore unless you want to.  You could, 'like normal people',
use school facilities to train."

"Well, it looks like we have our team.  Welcome to the team, Bill."

To Be Continued...