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*April 15 Tax Day Part 2 Of 5

To Protect And Serve

"Detective Lance Jackson Story"*

BOOM BANG CRASH

The wood screen door shattered in pieces as a big ram flew across the kitchen floor. I jumped up heading for the door not knowing what the hell was going on. I heard Betty and the kids screaming as men poured through the door. I almost got there when I saw detective Lance Jackson running towards me with uniform police wearing the black swat coats on behind him. Because of the coats I didn't recognize them as cops at first. I then heard someone shout, "POLICE WARRANT" Then, "OPEN THE DOOR POLICE!" Nice fucking time for that when you're already in my house. I knew Lance and disliked his sorry ass. He never did things by the book.

Lance had a Billy club in his hand over his head, I thought to hit me with, so I punched him square in the face before he landed it on me but his body weight hit me and I went ass over tea kettle.

When I woke up I had a pair of handcuffs on and my whole body was killing me. I felt like I was run over by a freight train. My sides hurt and my face hurt. I knew someone had kicked the shit out of me and I knew it was that asshole Lance. I could still smile knowing I got one good punch in on his face.

As I looked around my family was crying their eyes out. Betty was screaming at the uniform officers and they wouldn't answer her. I heard the words warrant for arrest and search warrant, then, "You better get a lawyer lady." I could see them heading up the stairs to the bedroom and saw one of them carry my computer out the front door. I then noticed that the cop cars had their red lights all flashing now. They didn't have the lights on when they first pulled up or we would have seen them. They put them on later for show. Great, the whole neighborhood knows what is going on but I don't know shit, except that I hurt like hell. I could even taste pepper spray on my lips and eyes. You think the craziest things at a time like this, like I got my tax form in on time.

I felt so helpless sitting there in cuffs with cops running all through the house. Finally two cops picked me up and dragged me out to a car and took me to police headquarters. I was booked and fingerprinted and thrown into an interrogation room. They questioned the shit out of me but I tried to black it out of my mind. The first thing I said when they took me into the room was Josh Stein was my lawyer and I want to talk to him. I knew Josh and saw him for drinks on the golf course and he handled my house deal. I didn't want to bring the firm into this as I might lose my job over it all.

They continued to question me even when I told them I had a lawyer and I wouldn't say anything to them. There was two of them and they played good cop bad cop with me the entire time I was there. I heard the charges over and over. Child pornography from the Internet can be charged as 'making' the material. Solicitation and distribution of child pornography was the main charge. The Officials said I also had pornographic images depicting children in my possession. They just kept it up and all I heard was 14 charges and all dealing with child pornography. I just kept trying to blank it out of my mind and let Josh handle it all.

I found out what was going on. When I had called to see if Betty was at Jane's house I dialed the wrong number and dialed the house that was talked about on the TV news with the young girls. The house was getting all kinds of crank calls but the kids had the sense to blank out the phone so it would not show up on caller id. But my name showed up on the caller id. The guy was a councilman with the city and he had them get a warrant for my arrest and warrant for things in my house that would convict me. Josh later told me he doubted the councilman had the authority to get the warrant. He would have told the police chief and pressured the chief. The chief would have made it a priority to get the warrants. They had a ton of charges against me and I knew most would be dropped but this guy was pissed and I was his play toy right now.

As I sat in the cell I said to myself I'll get that Lance if it's the last thing I can do. I weigh 180 and he is 220 and has me four inches in height. Then I started thinking back four years.

** We were playing softball for the city championship against Lance's team made up of some cops and fireman. One of the guys on our team bought a dozen jelly donuts to insult the cops but was afraid to take it over to them. Yeah, you guessed it; I volunteered and took it over. A lot of words were exchanged and Lance ended up throwing the donuts at me.

Well anyway the last inning I came running to home plate with the winning run and Lance was standing at home plate with the ball. We collided and he dropped the ball as he fell on his ass and we won the game. Yes, I got in his face after he picked himself off the ground. Well after a lot of words a few punches were thrown and I decked Lance out cold and with a concussion to boot. He nailed me with about six punches but all glancing blows. I got two good ones in to finish him and he dropped like a rock. There was two squad cars there of cops on duty that was watching the game and they broke it up before it got to be team against team. They drove Lance to the hospital, as he didn't know what day it was. He just kept saying, "I want his name." We all knew who Lance was.

I saw him once in a bar a year later and he came over and shook my hand and said, "Some day he would get a rematch."

I just told him, "Ok, any thing you say," and he walked away.

The reason I had that fight with Lance in the first place was I got stopped coming home with the family from a drive in movie. I had four beers while we were at the drive in. The cop stopped me a block before our house and I got a ticket driving while impaired. It was a young cop and he was miserable and wouldn't let me go. I heard he got fired from his job six months later. So when I saw Lance at the game I took it out on him because he always had the biggest mouth. Funny part is I always liked the guy as he was funny. I have heard he helped a few guys I know out of jams. Shit, oh well life goes on.

** Josh Stein showed up and I got out in 24 hours but 24 hours of hell. They called me every name in the book and even though I told them I wanted a lawyer they kept questioning me and calling me all kinds of pervert things. They shoved me all around and would not let me go to the bathroom. I was shown on the entire newscast for the weekend and also the newspaper carried a big spread of it all with the charges in big bold print.

Josh asked me about my bruises and I told him about the whole thing again. How they broke in without saying a word to anyone until they were in the house. They never gave me a chance to open the door. They just broke it down and the ram flew through the kitchen. I did tell him I hit Lance first but I knew he was going try to kick my ass when I saw him with the club.

Josh took me to the hospital for a checkup and to take pictures of my bruises on my face and body. Josh said the boys in blue would all stick together and say they knocked first and yelled to you but we will give it a shot anyway. We might get them with police brutality but they stick together pretty good. Josh then took me home.

I think I would have cried but the family was doing it for me. I wanted to get drunk but didn't want to get picked up for being drunk and taken down to the police station again. Needless to say we stayed in all weekend. Betty and the kids stood by me and said it was all a mistake and it would all go away.

That night Betty wore a sweat suit to bed and she would not lie close to me and I could hear her cry. I tried to put my arms around her but she would push them away.

Monday I was sitting outside of Mr. Ethen's office an hour before he came in. He saw me sitting there and motioned me to come in his office as he closed the door. He looked at me shaking his head and asked what the hell was going on. I broke down and cried like a baby as I guess this was the first time everything soaked into me. He left and came back with some coffee and after awhile I was able to drink some and tell him the story.

At the end I told him I had Josh as a lawyer and I thought he could handle it. He was shaking his head most of the time while I talked.

"You can't let Josh handle it. It's way above him. Way above him, Bud."

"I got some money saved but it's for the kids for college. I would hate to spend it on this. Shit it's all a mix up; just dialing the wrong number when I was pissed off."

"Yes, it could be quite high a price for dialing a wrong number."

"What do you think it will cost me Mr. Ethen."

"Call me Robert. How many times do I have to tell you? You say they took your computer. Was there anything on it?"

"No nothing at all. Oh shit! Yes there was something on it. Incest story. Damn it."

"What the hell where you doing with that on your computer. Don't tell me you read that shit Bud, I don't think my heart could take it. I think the world of you. You know that."

I explained how the story got on my site. He asked more questions and I answered them all. I told him I get on the computer and read some of the loving wife stories and that is only thing I do on the computer. I never look at porn and never read incest stories except the one.

"Of course none of your kids went to any porn sites?"

"Wow, I hope not but damn you know kids now days."

"Did any of your credit cards get billed for a porn site? Did the kids have a credit card?"

"No I handle the credit card bills, so I know there are no charges that would be for a porn site and kids don't have any cards."

"What did they get out of your bedroom, anything good?" as he laughed.

"Yes, two dildos that she would never let me use on her."

"Nothing else?

"Nothing that I know about."

"Ok, you take a week off out of the office. I will pay you and you take your laptop and work from home on what we send you.

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Keywords: Ch., Day, 15, April, 02, Tax,