So before I go on, I want to say this. I have a tremendous respect for LEO's and this is NOT....I REPEAT......NOT a cop bashing thread. I just want some honest opinions on the subject.
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Yesterday, myself and 2 other SoCal TW members were taking apart my hub/bearing on the driver's side to replace the wheel bearing which is going bad. We were taking Brad's truck to the shop to press out and press in the bearings, when we started being followed by a Fountain Valley PD. He was running our plates, by the looks of it, and following us without lights or any instructions. Brad tried to see if he was indeed following us by making a last minute, but safe, lane change onto the 405 northbound. The cop followed abruptly and got on the freeway with us. After 2 minutes of driving 65mph, the cop right behind us, I see a CHP flying towards us from behind code 3 with lights/sirens, etc. He gets behind the FVPD car. Then after another 30 seconds, a Westminister Dodge Charger LEO gets on the freeway and falls behind the CHP. Then another CHP comes up behind the Westminster PD. All lights are off, in a single file line behind Brad's truck.
We were completely confused as to what was going on. Brad has a clean record, and no warrants or anything like that. Then, the car right behind us turns on his lights. We pull over just passed Beach Blvd, keys on the dash, windows all down, hands on the steering wheel like he's supposed to. PA instructs him to throw the keys from the truck. We look back, they blocked off the entire northbound 5 lanes, and then I hear a chopper above us.
The 3 of us are COMPLETELY freaked out, no idea what's happening whatsoever. But we remained calm, and did exactly as they instructed. One by one, we were told to exit the truck, hands on our heads with our collars pulled up from behind, walk backwards, told to go down on our knees, and were each handcuffed and manhandled into separate cars with ABSOLUTELY NO explanation as to why. There were at least 11 officers there with guns drawn on us, crouched behind their doors as we walked backwards towards them.
After 45min - 1 hour, with INCREDIBLY tight handcuffs, my hands were both totally numb. No feeling at all. After complaining about it twice, I asked if they could be loosened and they tried to but it was 1 click and no help there.
20 minutes later, a supervisor opened the door of the car, and asked if I wanted to know what was going on. I obviously said yes. Their story is that Brad's plates and vehicle description are an exact match for a robbery in 2012 in LA. There was no arrest made, and we were being detained. He said he's going to take the cuffs off me and give me and the other guys a ride back to Brad's, but they're towing his truck to LA to be impounded. The detective on that case is on vacation this week, and was not able to come down to look at the vehicle.
The crime in question may have been reported by a security guard that saw Brad's truck in the area that night and linked it to a robbery in the area. The case is VERY vague, nobody had a straight answer for us. They took all our information, and said they probably will not contact me or Ryan, but Brad needs to call some number to inquire on the case and how to get his truck back later this week.
So Brad is without his truck, the three of us have bruises on our wrists, and were held at gunpoint on the 405 freeway all because of a robbery that he is NOT being charged with. My wrists are killing me today, and they're both swollen and have red marks all over them. I've never been in any kind of trouble, so needless to say this is the first time I was cuffed.......by a male at least
Is this standard procedure? Can I file some kind of a complaint? I was treated like a damn criminal on the busiest freeway in SoCal and detained for over 1 hour with NO answer to why I had cuffs on, why Brad's truck is being searched, and why ANY of this was happening. After talking to Brad and Ryan, neither of them had any answers from FVPD, Westminster PD, or CHP until we were on the drive home in the supervisor's cruiser.
pic of us on the way home.