Hostage

I was working patrol as a training officer. My probationer wasn't working that day, so I was working with another senior officer. We were on routine patrol when we, along with out whole watch (about 20 officers), gets called to a restaurant for a briefing. When we get there, some guys in plain clothes are there wearing US Marshal badges. On a side not, I think that they have the most impressive badges in the country. Plain, yet impressive. The circle with the five point star in the center, United States on the top and Marshal on the bottom. Anyways, when they are in town, you know that something good, or bad will be coming our way.

We get briefed on this nice man that the Marshals are tracking. He has been on a killing spree, and is known to always carry a gun on him. The suspect has been located and is staying at a hotel in our area. The techniques that the Marshals utilize to track wanted persons is also very impressive. Obviously, I cannot talk about their methods, but know that if someone is to be found, it will be the Marshals to find them. They even made a couple of movies about them. The Fugitive with Harrison Ford and US Marshals with Tommy Lee Jones (I know, he was in both).

My partner and I, being the senior officers, got tasked with the stairwell, just adjacent to the suspects hotel room. He was on the first floor, in the front corner room. There are two windows facing our location. Both curtains are closed. My partner and I put on our ballistic helmets, but take off the riot control face shield. I deploy my shotgun, and my partner has his side arm. We get halfway up the first level staircase so we were about 10 feet off the ground, looking down at the suspects room.

We had only been there for about five minutes when we see the suspect walking in front of the hotel, and then see all of the plain clothes Marshals getting out of their cars to run after the suspect. The suspect, seeing the Marshals coming to arrest him, turns around and goes back into the hotel. We were told over the radio that he re-entered his room. Thirty seconds later, he appears at his window, opens it, pushes out the screen, and puts his leg out...