On the other hand, wondering why a vehicle is parked in an odd location may lead to a recovered stolen car or discovery of felonious activity; a fellow walking out from an alleyway in the middle of the night should trigger in us an earnest desire to unravel the puzzle of his actions.
I remember one night, decades ago, backing up my friend Sam when he observed a fellow casually walking onto Speedway Boulevard, apparently from an alleyway. The bars had closed just a few minutes before and the guy had the usual response to our inquiry about his actions: he needed to relieve himself and, with the bars closed, the alley provided the necessary privacy.
This led us to exercise the next trait that we are examining … skepticism. Whatever we are told, we tend to seek evidence for or against it. "You only had two?" leads to an interesting exploration of the effects of alcohol on motor performance through the empirical tools we ironically call "sobriety tests." This trait also drives our loved ones mad, but it is the same trait that keeps us alert to deadly threats and criminal denial.
In Sam's case he initiated a frisk that discovered a large screwdriver hidden in the fellow's pants. When asked if the lad could show us exactly where he had "voided," he could not "remember," and soon our senior officer, JW, had found fresh pry marks on a business door that matched exactly the burglarious tool found on Sam's miscreant.
While curiosity and skepticism drive our family crazy, another trait that serves to make us good cops (and good parents, children, partners, and friends) is patience. Sometimes it is a good bet to just take our time, not rush the interrogation, hurry onto a scene, or interrupt a sentence. Patience serves the cop the same way it serves the hunter, the teacher, the artist, and the child—by getting a much better result.