For background to the story, my brother and I are involved with law enforcement in our local police department. Im a field training officer for the the law enforcement explorer program and my brother is a community service officer for the department. We love what we do, don’t get me wrong, there’s ups and down but what happened on a particular day, we will never forget.
It was a quiet Thursday morning when my brother and I were patroling around the neighborhood in the squad car, Unit 20. We were in the middle of having conversation about me leaving to join the Marine Corps, and him possibly going to to police academy, when we hear an officer being dispatched to a call.
- “707 respond to a 10-15 (civic disturbance) at 2234 Columbus Avenue. A realtor was showing a house to a couple, and when they looked in the closet, they found a woman with black hair, and a white night gown, crying in the corner”
Chills were sent down my spine and my brother and I looked at each other in shock. We were just passing the area, and since the officer is going alone, we decided to back him up to make sure everything is in check.
We met the officer at the apartment and the realtor told us that she was still in there. We searched the apartment, every room, the attic, the closet she was supposedly was in. All of the doors were secured and locked and no one was there. We looked for points of forced entry because transients (the homeless) usually break into houses to get some shelter.
We searched outside the house and around the neighborhood but no one matched the description. We came back to the apartment and broke the news that she was not there, and to give us another call if they happen to see her again.
As we were wrapping up our business, I look at the window, and clear as daylight, I see the woman in one of the windows. I couldn’t see her face because her hair was blocking it. And when I turned to my brother to tell him, I turned back and she was not there. We finally left after the realtor showed the rest of the apartment and secured the door.
I have seen a lot happen in the four years I’ve been with the police department, but I have never seen or been to a ghost call. To all my brothers and sisters in blue, be safe out there and don’t respond to suspicious calls like that, alone.
I don’t know what that lady’s intentions were, but I’m sure the couple the realtor was showing the apartment to, won’t be moving in, anytime soon.