True Detective Stories

There’s an officer in one of our districts who almost always brings in a gun arrest; at least one or two a week. The guy is personable enough, I guess, but I’m not a fan. Why? Because this clown always shows up with the arrest ten or fifteen minutes before our shift is up.

A firearms arrest used to be a twenty-minute job, but because our Soros-appointed D.A. demands we get a search warrant to swab every single gun we obtain, it takes about two hours, beginning to end. This cop – I’ll call him Baldo – also always takes a few hours to bring up his paperwork.

As if that wasn’t bad enough, Baldo always comes in with very sketchy stories. It’s never, “I was driving by and saw a man pull out a gun.” It’s always something like, “The car had heavy window tint, so we stopped the car, and totally didn’t search it illegally. Totes magotes!”

After enough of these shady stories, many of us in the division tried to tell Baldo stories like these were going to get him jammed up. We told him time and time again, and he ignored our advice.

Last week the department took Baldo’s gun, and is now under investigation by the D.A.’s office…

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