05-28-2025, 10:51 PM
Marisol put her coffee on the room of her vehicle as she got out the keys to unlock it. It was a pretty typical morning; wake up, shower, cafe for coffee, then work. She had almost found her keys when a woman approached. Marisol had seen her sitting in the cafe. She called out to Marisol, and Marisol could see the fear etched in her face. The woman was afraid for her life.
Marisol had no time to ask what was wrong. The woman spoke as if she were afraid the words would get stuck. What she said astounded Marisol to the core. The woman in front of her admitted to belonging to a terrorist organization and she was turning herself in offering full cooperation.
Marisol’s hand went to her sidearm, but she didn’t draw it. ”You have identification?” the woman nodded. ”Get it out please - real slow.”
The woman did and Marisol took the ID, noting the name and country of origin - Greece. ”Do you have any weapons?” the woman shook her head no. ”Im going to check alright? Hands on the vehicle, please.”
The woman seemed to understand what she was doing. This requires an arrest. Marisol began to frisk as she read Aaliyah her rights. She found nothing except for a stange necklace made of a metal Marisol couldn’t immediately identify. She put it back in the woman’s pocket. She then instructed her to put her hands behind her back and she was cuffed. Marisol noted that tears were falling from the woman’s eyes. The fear was still in her face.
”Listen - I can’t guarantee anything but a comment from me on how cooperative you’ve been. You’re doing the right thing by turning yourself in.” the woman was cooperative. Good cop seemed a better method than bad cop.
Marisol opened the back door and guided the woman in, reminding her to watch her head before she got in the front seat and radioed the precinct that she was incoming. This certainly wasn’t how she expected to start her day.
Marisol had no time to ask what was wrong. The woman spoke as if she were afraid the words would get stuck. What she said astounded Marisol to the core. The woman in front of her admitted to belonging to a terrorist organization and she was turning herself in offering full cooperation.
Marisol’s hand went to her sidearm, but she didn’t draw it. ”You have identification?” the woman nodded. ”Get it out please - real slow.”
The woman did and Marisol took the ID, noting the name and country of origin - Greece. ”Do you have any weapons?” the woman shook her head no. ”Im going to check alright? Hands on the vehicle, please.”
The woman seemed to understand what she was doing. This requires an arrest. Marisol began to frisk as she read Aaliyah her rights. She found nothing except for a stange necklace made of a metal Marisol couldn’t immediately identify. She put it back in the woman’s pocket. She then instructed her to put her hands behind her back and she was cuffed. Marisol noted that tears were falling from the woman’s eyes. The fear was still in her face.
”Listen - I can’t guarantee anything but a comment from me on how cooperative you’ve been. You’re doing the right thing by turning yourself in.” the woman was cooperative. Good cop seemed a better method than bad cop.
Marisol opened the back door and guided the woman in, reminding her to watch her head before she got in the front seat and radioed the precinct that she was incoming. This certainly wasn’t how she expected to start her day.