I’m not bragging or anything, it’s just that being a cop means you have to have an overabundance of testosterone and, well, I’m a girl. There is also the fact that I look the way I look. Oh, and Dad and I still go together to the Fraternal Order of Police (or F.O.P.) hog roasts That’s because, when I was young, I spent a lot of time at the station waiting for Dad or hanging out with Dad’s friends. I’m Tom Savage’s daughter and practically every cop knows me, even the rookies. Now, we’re in my car, hyperventilating, sitting in a dark corner of a dark alley in the bowels of Baker Historical District that hadn’t yet re-gentrified and I’m staring at my cell phone wondering what, in the f**king hell, to do. We made a hasty getaway which, luckily, didn’t leave a trail of blood.
Then two guys came up to us, we had a chat that did not go well (and if I’m honest, the reason it didn’t go well is because of me) and then they shot at us. Then, five minutes ago, Rosie and I locked up and stood at the front of my bookstore, Fortnum’s, wondering what to do about that something. Rosie could be difficult but this was ridiculous.Īnd he’d involved another employee (and one of my most favorite people in the world), Duke. I’m not certain it’s against the law to lie your way backstage and touch Joe Perry’s chest but considering the experience had to be far better than many illegal activities, it should be.īut, twenty minutes ago, my employee, Rosie, told me something I didn’t want to hear. Unfortunately, I only got the touch in before the bodyguard hauled me out. I went so far as to touch Joe Perry’s chest with the very tips of my index and middle fingers and, after making contact, I felt an electric spasm of sheer delight fly through my body (especially certain parts of my body) that has gone unequaled, before or since. I’ve been known to jaywalk when I’m in a hurry (which is a lot).įurther possibly-non-law-abiding exploits include the fact that I conned my way backstage at an Aerosmith concert. I’ve been stopped for speeding on occasion, though I never got a ticket.
I’ve had a number of parking tickets but they don’t really count. This isn’t to say I haven’t done stupid things that are not exactly law-abiding, in fact, I’d done a lot of stupid things that are not exactly law-abiding. It’s cosmically impossible, I’m a cop’s daughter.Ĭop’s Daughter Karma protects me and seeing as I’m not a drug addict, drug dealer, thief, prostitute, gangster or murderer (all traits that would negate Cop’s Daughter Karma), I’m protected. Until now, I’ve never been in trouble with the law.
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