Just a little more crack...

My heart started to pound, as the excitement of the search had now surged into action. I quickly pulled my car into a convenience store, and turned around to head in the direction of my suspect. As traffic cleared, I quickly pulled into traffic to narrow the 5-6-car lead she had on me. I carefully, but urgently negotiated through traffic until I was right behind her.

Always something new...

My job description was always evolving at Call Center, USA and my day's off seemed to be no exception. I’ve never really considered myself a man of action, other than taking my two kids, ages 4&5, to Wal-Mart on a Saturday, but here I was in pursuit of an employee, who stole a car from another employee, who happed to be her supervisor.

I grabbed my cell and called my supervisor. My voice was shaking from the surreal nature of chase. All I could say was was, “I got her, I got her.” Hearing my urgency, he knew something was going down, but he couldn’t comprehend what I was telling him. He kept saying, "What? What?” I finally managed to get my message across that I found his car, was in chase, and his rep was now a crack-head on the run.

As tough as it was for me to accept that his car was stolen, it was equally tough for him to accept that I had found it, and was in pursuit. He just couldn't believe it..

The chase was on...

I’m not sure she recognized me, or knew that someone was following her, but either way, she pulled into a convenience store into a parking space. I pulled up in the spot parallel to her. She looks right at me, puts the car in reverse, and takes off again. I threw my car in reverse and hit the accelerator. No real speed was needed, as she slowly pulled away from me in a low-speed, OJ style escape. All she needed now was a white bronco, and Kato.

She maneuvers directly out of the parking lot, and drives down the street into another convenience store parking lot. She was preparing to make another change in direction, pulling a tight u-turn, and heading back towards the street. It was quite possible that this was not her first time evading.

This crack-head was on the run!

Fearing that she would duplicate her last maneuver and make it back to the streets, I parked in the middle of the entrance far enough that I though me car was safe from inbound traffic and jumped out. It wasn’t the best idea to use my car to block the entrance to a high-traffic convenience store, but I parked and took off running at her. I didn’t have a real clear idea of what I was going to do when I got there, but I knew she wasn’t going to leave.

Throughout the chase, I noticed that her driver side window had been down, and upon my approach, she began to roll up the manual window was fast as she could leaving only a two inch gap at the top.

I called her by name, and told her to stop. With her lips pointed towards the two-inch gap she had left open, she said that she was taking the car back to him as she continued to back the car up. I continued to walk towards the car, and again told her to stop and get out. She ignored my comment, and kept the vehicle in reverse.

When she finally placed the car into drive, I stepped in front of the car demanding that she park and get out of the car. She continued to inch closer as I again demanded that she stop the car. If I was a cop with a night stick, I would feel a beating coming on. Anyway, I’m not a cop, I’m a Site Director, but I think the beating would be just as appropriate.

I finally got her to consent, and park the car. When the door opened, I demanded the keys, and with keys in hand, I called the cars owner.

The chase was over.