I woke up this Friday morning as I do every morning, getting ready to go to work. I said goodbye to my loved ones, hopped into my car, and braced myself for the first challenge of the day; the morning commute.
I got myself in the line leading up to the robot just before turning off on Jakes Gerwel. In front of me were the traffic police. "Better be on my best behavior", I thought.
The light turns green and we drove onto Jakes Gerwel. In line at the next robot, I am still behind the traffic cops. A moment passes and I see a flash of blue in front of me as the cop car pulls off on the shoulder of the road and dissappears from my sight.
A moment later, the robot turns green and as I pass through the intersection, I see that those traffic cops have pulled over a taxi. Pretty normal stuff.
I continue my journey and find myself in the typical snails pace traffic as the N1 ramp is packed up by a long queue of motorists.
Crawl. Stop. Crawl. Stop. Crawl. Stop.
Mind-numbing.
But then, another flash of blue. As I looked up to Jakes Gerwel above, the traffic cops had sped to the scene, came to an abrupt stop, parked, and the officers jumped out of the vehicle.
"Odd." I thought.
Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed two other officers running across the road. In my side mirror, I saw the one jogging gingerly as he made it onto the ramp.
"What the fuck is going on?" I thought again.
The jogging officer passes me almost in slow motion. My eyeline follows him, and that's when I spotted a man dressed in grey civilian clothing with a beanie on scurrying up the bushy hill next to the ramp. He makes it to the road, looks left, then right, then left again, and makes a break for it. The officer on foot halts and gives directions to his colleagues above. There's some confusion, but eventually they hop back into the car, presumably to make chase.
I woke up this Friday morning as I do every morning, not expecting to be a witness to a police chase. Mind you, it was not as dramatic and exciting as the American action movies. Not quite "Bad Boys".
Whatcha gonna do when they come for you?
Climb a hill and cross the road...
And the cherry on top? A final officer trailing behind, almost as if on a Sunday stroll as their colleagues scrambled to catch the perp.