I’ve been in a similar position.
I gave a guy, we’ll call him Pablo, a break on Easter weekend on a warrant. I let him spend Easter with his young daughter and per the agreement, he turned himself in the next day.
Several years later, I’m wrestling a drunk driver in the middle of a dark street. It’s a draw at best; the guy is 20 years younger and about as big as me. I see two pair of feet in front of me. “Hey, officer, would you like a hand?” “Sure, I’d love it. Could you grab his other hand for me?” It was Pablo and his mom bailing my dumb ass out.
Good Karma tends to make its way back to you!