A week later, Jimmy returned to the county police station. As soon as he entered the main gate, Chief James called him into his office.
"Jimmy, your work has been very impressive these days."
"Thank you for the praise, Chief," Jimmy replied with a playful grin.
"Uh, I'm not praising you. Jimmy, you need to remember that we're police officers, not soldiers, not gangsters. We handle cases and protect the city, not to kill people legally.
In just four short months, you already have three incidents. You don't want to be nicknamed 'Butcher Cop', do you? Hold back, and make sure to exercise more restraint next time."
"But, Chief, every time I've fired my gun there has been a legitimate reason. The situation was truly dangerous; it was not my intention to kill them. The police academy textbooks also require that we try to avoid shooting at a suspect's limbs to prevent danger."
