My dad saved me.. literally

Okay so I was around 16 at the time and was hanging with my friends at the mall. My dad was a police officer on the town over from where the mall was and he was patrolling the area when he noticed a person that looked familiar walking down the hall.<br><br>He said he tapped his siren a couple times and flashed lights to catch my attention and I walked over to his car. He told me to walk home and not to hang out anymore and I thought he was just being a strict dad. He asked if I noticed the man in the red jacket standing in front of the store next to us and I said no and he told me to look.<br><br>When I looked the man looked away really quickly and I started to feel weird. My dad told me to walk away really quickly and I did. When I got home I asked him why he made me leave and he told me the guy in the red jacket was a kidnapper that was on the run and had been on the news earlier that day and that’s why he recognized me and told me to go home.<br><br>I didn’t believe him think he was just being dramatic and making it up.. he showed me the guy on the news and it was the same guy from the mall and he was wanted for questioning in several kidnappings. He was caught a couple weeks later but I never forgot how close I was to being his next victim.