When I went into work yesterday, like most days, I had no idea what would happen. I was glad when my partner asked if I wanted to go into the field. It was a crisp clear day out and I knew sitting at my desk would not be pretty. I reserved a car and we loaded on our equipment. She has been sharing tidbits of the the recent problems she was having with one of her sex offenders. It is very intense case and she needed to check in on him after he left her a slippery message.

After getting to his apartment building the maintenance man let us in and we started knocking on his door. He was very garbled and minimal responsive through the door. He wouldn't open the door even after we demanded him to. We asked him if he wanted an ambulance and he just grunted. He's an addict and has severe mental health issues.

We contacted our senior officer and after a few phone calls and some lights and sirens we had three police cruisers, the fire and rescue squads. When the police started talking through the door he perked up a bit and kept repeating that he didn't need medical attention and told us to go away. Meanwhile, we got keys for the door from the property owner but he had changed the locks. The officers repeatedly reminded him that his PO could enter his apartment at any time and he insisted on talking with his attorney. They were about to bust in his door but after about 45 minutes of banter he opened it. The cops circled him to make sure he wasn't flailing needles around and we went to the back bedroom where we quickly discovered the victim of his original offense. We had to arrange to get a copy of the Order of Protection brought to us because the tracker no longer had it on record. He was arrested and we searched his apartment with our search team for the next few hours and were able to add several scary things to the violation.

It was crazy and one of those learn as you go situations but our director showed up and complimented us on how we handled the whole thing. I was exhausted. Glad the girl is safe.