Dating a detective police officer
Friedman can’t help but wonder what would have happened if things had gone differently.
She had invited him to her apartment, where she had promised to cook dinner and suggested dessert was definitely on the menu. Friedman promised to make it up to her and rescheduled for the coming Wednesday. Three days later, he was stopped in his precinct house by two detectives from the intelligence division.
Then 34, he was heavily sedated for two weeks, and doctors said he only survived because he was in such pristine physical shape. I can’t move an inch in any direction without feeling a tremendous amount of pain. Friedman took years to fully recover and slowly eased into civilian life. I’ve seen people with their arms cut off, legs cut off, body parts. I could go out and eat pizza after all of this,” said Friedman, who now spends most of his days working on home-improvement projects.
It was devastating.” Adding insult to injury, he was seeing seven women — all of whom showed up at the hospital. But on closer inspection, I realized that I’d been dating these women concurrently over the last year, and they all picked the same time to visit me,” said Friedman. “She must have had a good sense of humor.” She moved in with Friedman and helped him recover.
Coffey accused Friedman of giving Fernandez the gun.
After hours of interrogation at the 47th Precinct, Friedman’s superior convinced Coffey of his innocence, citing his clean record. Fernandez, however, was still in cuffs and never spoke to law enforcement again.
“I enjoyed police work; actually, I survived on adrenaline rush,” said Friedman, who chronicles his gritty tenure in the new, action-packed book “Street Warrior” (St. Many cases were violent and memorable for Friedman, who toiled in the plainclothes anti-crime unit, but it’s the one he never solved that still eats away at him — a deadly terrorist attack, for which no one was ever punished.