There would only be a brief lunch break. The officers were seated at their table with half-eaten burgers and fries in front of them when a small child approached.
He didn’t feel scared. He was not a coward. He simply lifted his foot and said, “Can you help me?”
One of the officers laughed and nodded as he bent down to tie the boy’s untangled shoelaces. He carefully moved his hands to tighten the knot, to the amused smiles of the other cops.
It was such a small, innocent moment, yet most people wouldn’t think much of it.
Then—
The restaurant door slammed.
A pale-faced man with a quivering voice ran in and shouted—
“They took my baby! Please! She’s gone now!
The cop abruptly jumped up and snatched up his radio. Lunchtime had arrived. There was a major issue.
There was stillness throughout the entire dining room. The mother behind the counter dropped the cup she was pouring the Coke into, spilling it onto the floor. A family at the booth nearest the door turned, wide-eyed. The officers exchanged a single glance and moved swiftly.
“Sir, take a deep breath,” advised the officer who had tied the boy’s shoe steadily. “Describe everything that occurred to me.”
The man’s breathing was labored. As I packed items into the trunk, she stood behind me. I turned after two seconds, and she was gone! Her name is Lily. She is three years old. Blond hair and rabbits on a pink jacket. His voice cracked. “Please.”
The officer nodded and clicked his radio. “Dispatch, there might be a kidnapping going on at the grocery store parking lot two blocks down. The girl is three years old, blond, and wearing a pink jacket with bunnies on it. Notify each unit.
The young youngster who needed his shoe tied grasped the officer’s arm. His eyes were big. “Sir, I saw her.”
The officer squatted down again and leveled with him. Have you seen the little girl? Where?
With a nod, the youngster pointed to the street outside the window. There was a man carrying her. She was crying. That’s the path he followed.
Every second counted. The officer sprang up and ran out the door with his friends. People had started to crowd the path. A woman gestured furiously down the road. “I saw them, too! To the left, he led Maple.
As sirens rang, the officers sprinted to their patrol cars. The tires screamed as they sped toward Maple Street. The cop’s heart was pounding. Kidnapping was every parent’s worst dread and every officer’s greatest nightmare. They had barely a few minutes to find the suspect before she disappeared forever.
Ahead, a man in a dark sweater hurried down the sidewalk with a small, wriggly child in his arms. Lily. Her pink rabbit jacket made her difficult to spot.
The policeman pressed down hard on the brakes. “Stop! Police!”
The man looked over his shoulder and his face lit up with panic. He fled.
The officers jumped from the car. “Set the child down now!”
However, the man swerved across cars and threw over garbage cans while running. Lily wept and held out her little hands. “Daddy!”
An adrenaline rush went through the cop. He was chasing the man down an alley, catching up to him at every turn. When the suspect finally reached a fence, the officer lunged.
Both of them crashed against the sidewalk. The man thrashed, but the officers managed to pin him down. His partner rushed up and gave Lily a hug. Unhurt yet wobbly, she clung to him.
He whispered, “My love, you’re fine.” “You’re with us.”
In a few seconds, the backup appeared. The suspect was handcuffed, defeated and breathless. “I—I wasn’t gonna hurt her,” he said. “I just—”
“Save it,” the officer said, pulling him up. “Disclose that to the judge.”
A few minutes later, Lily was back in her father’s arms. The man wept and embraced her as though he would never let her go again. The officers stood nearby as they gathered their breath. The entire chase had taken less than ten minutes, but it had felt like forever.
The young youngster from the restaurant came out on the sidelines of the altercation, holding his mother’s hand. He was waived at by the policeman who had tied his shoe. “Did you get her?”
The policeman grinned and tousled the boy’s hair. Indeed, friend. She is with us.
Cheers of relief broke out from the assembled crowd. The strangers hugged one another. Even the normally composed cops cracked a smile.
It was discovered that the man who had kidnapped Lily was a notorious criminal who had attempted a similar act years earlier. But this time, a quick-thinking child and a bunch of dedicated police officers would deny him another chance.
When they finally returned to the restaurant, chilly fries and all, the police took another look at the little kid. “You did great, kid.”
The boy grinned. “I just told the truth.”
That was the lesson, wasn’t it? Even the little things, such as a loose shoelace or a child’s direct comments, can make a big difference.
That day, a young girl arrived home safely. A father gave his child a slightly tighter embrace. And the whole community was reminded that there are heroes of all sizes.
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