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07.06.2025 02:40
The Undercover recognized him because he was in court on another case. He knew the Investigator was the assigned personnel, so he contacted him. And BOOM (!) he was back over my house, by this time he had a “new job” (that which he remained until he retired). Since it was in his zone, he went to his employer and called for him out.
Hours ticked on, It was now past midnight! My son already took his bath and went to bed. The Investigator decided to watch television. I woke up around 3 in the morning, and became a bit startled seeing the Investigator was STILL here.
“He didn’t come home?”
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My parents were watching my son (taking him to and from school), once released, they went to retrieve him from school early, then headed over to the Pharmacy to drop the prescriptions off, dropped both of us (my son and I) at home.
Apparently they had received a report that a “woman” living at this place was selling illegal drugs, and there were people coming in and out for very short span, coming in with money and leaving with bags. (Per the complaint.)
Every now and then that Deputy would look out the window, if anything was suspicious. All morning, all afternoon, no signs of him. Then the Investigator woke up, he slept for a solid 8.75 hours (almost 9 hours) - yes on the clock - (Shhhh!) and then asked if he could take a “quick shower”. Go ahead, my son handed him a clean towel from the closet. He took a US Navy shower was in and out within 5 minutes!
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I then told my dad, that I had found the money that he had stolen from our bank accounts (it was joint and it had an OR in it). The Deputy asked me to see the checking account statement. I was a bit perplexed. He then said “Look! Call the bank and report the ATM/DEBIT card “stolen”, and order a new one. Get your own bank account in your own name and have your direct deposits to go there instead!”
He wound up being in jail for almost 2 weeks, and the State Prosecutors didn’t have real solid case to hold him, but they did with that Miss Sandy (street name), which they found and located her and she was placed under VoP (Violation of Probation).
Then the Investigator returned back to my house, wanting to know exactly his work hours, he was coming in with a warrant, and they will search the house with K-9, his truck, and his motorcycle, and if he took one to work, they will go there and search the truck or the motorcycle.
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The Deputies looked at the clock, the accident site was cleared, and traffic was flowing, but yet, no signs of him (husband). So the other one (Investigator) asked for his work’s telephone number, dialed it in and the Night Shift Plant Boss answered. He said “He clocked out.” They needed to know when he clocked out. After extensive hold, finding out he clocked out over an hour and half ago, the Security Guard gave the time of xx:xx:xx (military) when he went through the gates.
Investigator returned and asked me “When did they leave?” My son just woke up and said “About a month ago.” The Investigator told him “You’re staying home from school today, I will call it in.” He had an idea, he was going to park his cruiser and sign out a “undercover” vehicle and park it there in their driveway so it would appear that “no cops” are present!
Then the Deputy went to the school, to warn our son that “daddy” was going to be heading home only to find out from the Office, his mother had already picked him up. And the first place he headed was 12 blocks away to our home, he knocked on the door, and kept looking where the motorcycle was.
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Shish-Boom-Bah, now how do I get up? I had to slide sideways so I could use the counter and the sink to pull me upwards, to a degree and got stuck! The Deputy realized I had a problem, seeing it through the mirror, came and got me and helped me back upright! Then asked my son if I had a bathrobe, to grab it for him, so he ran into the bedroom and the Deputy put it on me (so my backside would be covered) and draped it carefully on the left side.
Had to go to the Hospital, underwent emergency surgery, which would require me to stay for a couple of days.
So they continued on to find out what women he’s been out with, and he went on to full defense that he can have his friends over and didn’t need their permission! Then he ORDERED THEM to leave immediately!
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So they left, it takes about half hour for them to go home, get the walker and come back. Well, my son was hungry, and the Deputies were having a blast watching my son play Super Mario Brothers, and one even made notes (Cheats). Then my son handed it to the other Deputy (he has boys himself) so he could practice entering the codes and he went to the Freezer, and said “Mom? What do you want to eat? We’ve got this slop! That slop! No idea what this crap slop is.”
They got the K-9 unit out, the Motorcycle bag got the dog’s attention and then behind the truck bench. I waved them off to do a search, and they found white substances on the passenger’s side of the truck plus a woman’s small clutch bag, it had her State ID inside. They knew who this woman was, a notorious hooker and drug addict!
For some weird “feeling”, I suspected that “Daddy” will be showing up, I just didn’t know how, but I highly suspected he will show up. My son stated, yeah he felt it too, probably around 11 or 12. The Deputies said “All lights off!” “No TV!” My son pouted, but I already told him to take a shower, because he still has to go to school tomorrow. That was until the Investigator said “There’s no school tomorrow, In Service Day.” I went to look at the calendar and sure enough, no school!
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My dad instructed my son to stay with me, and make sure she doesn’t move a muscle. Grandma and Granddaddy will be right back, after my mom saw my refrigerator and freezer was empty and bare, they were going to go get the prescriptions then head around the corner to get some groceries. My mom said “Your microwave will be busy!” (I had rotor cuff surgery, and the Surgeon found out that it was far more damaged that what the Scans were revealing, had to cut deeper and longer than original plan.)
Every now and then the Investigator or Deputy would swing by to check on us, to make sure we were okay. Then one day, the Investigator stopped by on his way home and gave me the heads up “He’s being released, State’s not prosecuting. Judge had declared his time served for failure to follow the Officer’s instructions, which is a misdemeanor. And for battery, which the Judge sided that he believed him that it was an accident and he didn’t intentionally trip or push me aside. It does appear he lost his job (fired).” He hands me his personal mobile phone number, his pager, and all I had to do was dial the number, wait 1–2 minutes and hang up. My Caller ID will show up.
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My arm was bundled up against me (wrap) to keep it immobilized.
They just could not get their hands on him, per his “claim” this guy was at the bar and he needed a ride to drop something off to his friend, he didn’t say what it was. But he realized it was a drug deal and he bailed out and left the guy behind. At least he cooperated with the Investigator and Detectives. The only reason why he went to that bar (which was far, far away, but still zoned County) was because another “former” co-worker from the previous workplace called and told him to meet him down there; he never showed up and he had a “couple of beers” while waiting for him, when that guy came up and asked him if he could take him.
My son went to play Super Mario Brothers (Super Mario 3 had not yet come out). Front Door - Knocking. My son looked out the window and he sees 2 Cops. Comes up to me, “Mom? There’s 2 Cops out there!” Me struggling to get up. “MOM! Granddaddy and Grandma said for you not to move! Stay Put!”
Due to my dad and Investigator’s communication earlier in the beginning, they learned HE NEVER is there to visit when I or his son is in Hospital, having surgery, or even instructed, he always bails out.
I really couldn’t move. So I told him to “ put the chain lock on and open the door to find out what they want, it could be your daddy again. Who knows! “
Well, my son opened the door. The Cops told him, they had to come inside, it was very urgent. He told them “Mommy just got out of the hospital, if they could wait until …” They ORDERED him to remove the chain lock off the door.
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Apparently he had a long time “Best Friend” to pick him up at the Jail and bringing him home. When he came home, first thing he did was go straight to the shower, changed his clothes and took off on his motorcycle while his best friend was waiting for him outside. He never said a single word. Then I got a call from the school, my son was sick, had to go get him and return back home.
Then my son went into the fridge, his favorite soda was gone. (I really hadn’t paid attention.) I then told my son to take the wagon and go the back way and grab a case of xxx sodas, and handed him the money. Then the Deputy got up and said “(bleep) the wagon. I’ll take him!”
I finally told the Investigator to SLEEP! He has to get some sleep! He’s been going through pots of coffee like there’s no tomorrow! When the other Deputy arrived, he agreed with me, so he slept on the couch. Man, he SNORES! (Ha! Ha! Ha!)
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Then you could see the doors was being “unlocked”, and the Deputy intentionally “locked” the dead-bolt after he unlocked it. Just to be sure that it was him and not the landlord. You could hear his voice cursing, after unlocking the deadbolt and proceeding the door knob, only to having to unlock the deadbolt again.
As soon as he did, one barged right through, literally causing my son to fall backwards. Both of them just stood there, I am all wrapped up, still in the hospital bands and hospital (I had to return it) gown.
My dad was going to have my mom stay with me, as having to go back home to get his late mother’s walker. The Deputies told them they could go, as they have to stay here anyway and wait for him (husband) to show up.
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He then headed to the Station, returned about an hour and so later with a similar vehicle that those people own (which was silver), parked it there. And then wanting my car to be moved. The only thing he could think of is to park it out in the field so it would make the “home” appear “no one was there.
His motorcycle was parked there, but his truck was gone! That was very surprising! My guess was that he probably saw his car, turned his motorcycle off and walked it home, then pushing his truck and allowing it to roll out in the street and started it off and took off. This Investigator went door to door asking neighbors, and only to find out “he’s done this before, many times.” The teenager who was getting up and getting ready to head to school, said “I saw him around 1 in the morning… his truck was rolling backwards and he started it up over there (near vacant lot) and he took off.”
My dad gave me the “eye” and said “We just brought you groceries! Why did you order pizza?” I was very woozy and it was hard for me to focus, and my son blurted out “She didn’t! He did!” The Deputy sees my dad’s face and he’s like a “son who is about to be spanked” and whimpers “Sir? We were all hungry!” Then my dad pulls his wallet out, and he immediately said “NO Sir! It’s already paid for! We have a pizza program.”
After being foiled here, they went to his workplace, the Company’s Security Officer in spite of being instructed “Do not contact”, he did it anyway and he showed up when they were searching his truck! Not sure what happened but he wound up being arrested, the Company’s lawyer bailed him out!
Like he was saying “There’s no law requiring me to having to stay and take care of “HER” (the emphasis on “her” was icy-cold) and worst, he kept calling me “That Thing”. Yes they were aware of the marriage was going downhill.
Then supper was fixed and ready to eat. The Deputy put the food on the plates and the Investigator put them on the table, my son got the utensils. Then my son said “Who’s gonna do it?” The Deputy said the grace, and we ate. Both Deputies then washed the dishes and put them away. Left overs were put in the refrigerator.
The Deputy re-handcuffed him again and he was arrested for “battery” and they were taking him away. The Investigator called for the Paramedics, to have me checked up, my yelps woke my son up which he called my parents (Grandma and Granddad). The Paramedics checked and everything seemed to be intact, other than “It’s got to hurt!” (No kidding Sherlock!)
He actually took his off day to come over to my house and give the NEW Insurance Holder an earful, after having spoken with my Surgeon (he knew him very well), the Surgeon already told him he had requested but repeatedly was denied, they were hurting me.
The home at the end of the street, these people would be gone for 2–3 months, then come back for a month, disappear for another 2–3 months. Cops knew this because that property had been slapped with Code Violations.
He just returned from the hallway when the “headlights” shined into the windows. The other Deputy jumped up and went against the wall (when you open the door, he would be behind the door). The Investigator held his hand (for me to stay put).
I mean, I REALLY had to go, and struggled to get out of the recliner chair, the other Deputy helped me out. I was really woozy, and beginning to hurt (I need my meds, that’s one thing the Surgeon said “DO not delay on the prescription.” The Deputy realized I needed assistance. SO He walked me to the bathroom, then closed the door (still slightly ajar), and *sigh* … I went. Then ran into a new problem, I couldn’t get the toilet paper, had to call my son.
My Dad agreed, he wanted me to do this right now, in person. But I said (my son’s name) is sick. Fine, my Mom can stay, we’re going! We went to the bank, and my dad told them “Remove MY NAME off” so that anything that he does would be charged directly to him. I took about 75% of the money there (so there was less than $300 in the account). The bank could not “render” the card null and void, because “mine was stolen”, he would have to report it too, but his card was in his name (just as mine was in my name). With the removal of me off the account, would make him a sole person to that account.
The Investigator stated he’s going to have him questioned about this woman using her real name and street name. This should delay the bond hearing, since he could be under more charges. He also realized he’s a flight risk from previous history.
He asked him “Which way did he go?” He said “That way.”
So this meant - I GOT ZERO opportunity to progress and recover, that Insurance would NOT grant anything and deemed my situation “existing” and refused to cover any of it. They didn’t care! CLICK!
My son literally “YAY’ed” himself to bed! He had been playing Super Mario Bros all morning, all afternoon, and was becoming bleary-eyed. So I tucked him to bed. We just sat there in the dark, the other Deputy was falling asleep, The Investigator did a walk around to make sure the house was “dead” (no signs of any activity).
Fortunately, after moving a couple of times, this Investigator touched bases with all Law Enforcement Agencies - he (soon to be ex) husband was ZERO CONFIDENCE! He was going to make his life miserable!
The Investigator then said “NO! We have a complaint, and I am required to investigate!” Things escalated, both of them were being “very mouthy” at each other! I am not sure exactly what happened but I was coming out of the bathroom when he boomed down the hallway, and it caused me to lose my balance and fall! That hurt!
My dad placed the walker in front of me, making adjustments (I am short or Petite), then he wakes me up to try to get me to “get out of the chair by myself”. I figured it out by myself and was able to get in and out of the recliner.
When the County Mowers arrived (to mow the vacant land / lots), he ordered them to just mow “a strip” and he drove my car there and then instructed him to park it in front of me (so my car was not visible, to give you an idea, the brush was at least 6 to 8 feet high). Then told this over to the Supervisor, so the other guy left is machinery there and unloaded the other one. To skip over this section.
The Investigator was full of rage, his face turned RED, he was cursing, and rather quite livid! He yelled that ‘THIS IDIOT DIDN’T DESERVE A WIFE! A FAMILY! A CHILD! HE DOESN’T DESERVE ANYTHING!”
Insomuch, it was my opportunity to finally get away after he disappeared (which was not unusual) on Dec 31st, when we had a high-end tickets to an expensive gala for New Years Eve party. He came home drugged and drunk, managed to find my handgun that I had just dismantled and put it away (in parts) as hunting season was over with. He put it together and pointed it point-blank in my face until his son knocked his dad down and got the gun away from him. We fled, they decided to “arrest me” for safety reasons → which this itself allowed me to finally divorce the free-loading, lying bum!
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“He gets up about now because he has to go to work and be clocked in before 4 AM”
Then the Deputy who was on the floor, said “Son? Y’all like pizza?” My son’s eyes widen up! (That’s a mistake Officer, what kid would not like a pizza?) So he gets on his radio and dials out to the Pizza Place (Apparently this officer has done this numerous times to many others) and gives them the address, and then asks my son what he wants on his pizza, and they could hear him say “Half sided Pepperoni and other half Mushrooms, extra cheese.”
He was helping me back in the chair when my Dad came, he was very, very upset! My son went to help grandma to put the groceries away and told her “Mommy needs her meds!”
Then my dad ordered my son to put the chain lock on after everyone leaves, so it would make it harder for him to come back inside. After all, his keys are left here. It was my dad who made the comment of “Better check his truck and cycle” while he’s gone.
While I slowly recovered from the surgery, the Investigator was pissed off that HE changed the Insurance (he didn’t have to change anything, but to the fact he was saving 2 cents a month by changing the policy) eliminated me from being able to attend to Rehab to recover quickly!
Since the Truck was easier for me to drive than my car (easier to get in and out of). I remembered something, that my (ex) husband always hid a stash of money, so once I dropped him (son) off at school, I searched the truck and found the stash, he had over $1,000 cash. Then went to the motorcycle, because I knew he would have cash there, lift the main seat and there should be a plastic bag slid in the seat frame.
The Pizza Shop was around the corner. I noticed it was taking my parents a long time returning, and the other Deputy got the heads up “accident”, “traffic backlogged”. They realized it would delay him (my husband) to arriving home so they reported it in. I told them both that HE knows where the short cut is and he actually uses it to go to and from work, the back road.
They were very suspicious, to the fact that he (husband) never came home was a sure sign of “dodging the bullet”. Yes, he had a track record, but they just never were able to catch him or prove anything.
I then wasn’t using the walker so much, it remained beside my recliner, I used it far more to get in and get out of the chair. There was a fresh whole chicken, which with one hand, I cut it up using my late mother in law’s butcher clever. Proceeded to make Oven-Fried Chicken, had the veggies on the stove. I told them “Everyone is going to eat! No exceptions!” → well more like SNAPPED the ORDER!
Once the Investigator (to a degree) harassed them, they approved for a “short term” rehab, that was it. Until the Rehab called me later and said “I didn’t have this policy with them anymore!” It was “I” who paged that Investigator and he showed up a couple hours later, and he was furious! He called his workplace to find out who the Carrier was, the HR Department said “Oh he canceled that policy and now is with this policy, because he saved 1 cent a month, and there’s a 6 month waiting….”
The report was made when I was IN the HOSPITAL. My dad verified everything, who all resided here, and there were no “woman” or “other people” living here except for her “husband” who is at work.
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Then the Pizza arrived, everyone was eating Pizza, me, it was hard and the meds were kicking in. So one Deputy took my plate and cut it up, handing me a fork. That worked! Finally my parents showed up with just a couple of slices of pizza left.
Then the other Deputy (Investigator) hands the pizza box to them and said “We saved you some.” And my mom takes it to the dining room table, and then seeing my plate, it was “half eaten” or rather “half cut”, then she asks “How many slices did she eat?” Deputy “ That’s the first slice, I think the pills are kicking in. As you can see she’s dozing off.”
3 Months passed on, now they were looking for my husband again! An Undercover Officer caught him involving a drug trade, it seemed that he was the “driver”. That bust backfired, and he escaped, leaving the suspect behind which the suspect got away via foot and was picked up by someone.
Then they were gone, and the other Deputy came in an unmarked car and parked it behind the next door neighbor’s vehicle (after he asked they told him it was okay), as that car was being worked on.
Found just shy of $2000, and I went to the bank and paid the bills (they were all due), and hid the rest of the money. The reality was this, it was my money, my monthly (early) pension check, it kept getting cashed out every time the direct deposit was made.
First thing my son blurted out “Oh, he probably stopped a the bar before heading home” Then they spoke with him to find out WHAT BAR? Apparently my son knew all the bars his daddy went to, because he would drink and they would shoot pool (Billiards).
My mom and dad arrived, (They normally head to bed around midnight) and since he was taken away. I wanted to stay home. The Paramedics then suggested that I go and be checked out in the ER, but I refused, I just wanted to go to bed! So my dad spoke with the Investigator, since the Deputy took him off to jail. He would be bonded out and they would try to delay it if all possible. My dad already made it clear “He has no family here, they were all up in Kentucky.”
They used my landline to call his work, getting his Boss and advising them “Emergency, her husband needs to be sent home ASAP! Please get him home within the next half hour!”
He asked my son to get my medications (he did, and the Investigator held them). My son could stay put, and the dog roamed the entire house and they didn’t find anything. They also walked the dog in several other homes (the people went to work). The dog didn’t find anything or reacted to anything.
We knew one thing, he was on a motorcycle (his truck was on the driveway). Two hours passed, no signs of him. The Deputies then told my parents to “go home” it was getting dark. Then the other Deputy was ordered to clock out (done for the day) and the Investigator remained.
The Commander was going to assign a Deputy to be with the Investigator, but my son blurted out “Is Deputy xxxx coming back? Please!! Please!!” The Investigator spoke with the Commander outside, apparently it was agreed that Deputy could return. You could hear my son scream “YAAAAAYYYY!”
Then my dad took me to their bank and we opened the account there, in my name only. I had my direct deposits going to that account. It was done. He then swung me over to the Phone Company, because the bill arrived, and I decided to get that one paid and out of the way.
He then pulls out the pad and dials to the workplace and got answering machine, I told him he would have to dial the after-hours, and had to look for the number, found it. He dialed that number, and the Plant Foreman answered, He had to put him on hold because he’s not authorized to speak on employees, then the same Night shift Manager, he was irritated, and basically said that “xxxx (his name) called in close to midnight to state he’s unable to return back to work until Wednesday due to his wife having surgery and he has to care for her.”
He then thanked me and said he will swing by later on today to see how we’re holding up. He also left me HIS PERSONAL mobile phone, so if I needed help, call and hang up and my Caller ID will show up and he will get here as quickly as he can if he’s not held up somewhere else.
Right when he was leaving my Mom and Dad showed up, my little sister had called to alert them that (xxxx - husband’s name) was out of jail. My dad was hoping “he would stay away.” It is NOT unusual for him to be gone for weeks, months at a time, he was notorious for doing this.
He had that call recorded! That Investigator said “I’m going to go to the Station (Headquarters). I will be right back within next half hour. He suspected that the high possibility that “he” was hiding.” Once he stepped outside, he summoned me to come here, immediately.
I answered it, he asked if (xxxx) son’s name was okay, I said he’s in bed. He was pointing with his thumb where the motorcycle was. I told him, his best friend (xxxx - name) picked him up, he came home, took a shower, got dressed and left on his bike, never saying a single word. He then asked to see my son, and I said “Be quiet, he’s in bed.” He walked over, and placed his hand on his head and just said “he’s a little warm”.
He was handcuffed, and for the next 4 hours of interrogation went no where. When he was asked repeatedly why he did not come straight home after being called upon. He repeatedly said the same thing “her mom and dad takes care of her because her dad’s in medical.” and when asked about why he couldn’t take care of his own son or wife?
They saw on top of the Kenwood Stereo system, the paperwork (Hospital) and one told me “Let me read this, I will be right back.” By this time I really had to go to the bathroom. My son then snaps “Well, you’re gonna have to hold it. Granddad said for you not to move!”
He returned with a “small band” of Deputies, they searched the house, found nothing! Since he took his truck, they searched his motorcycle, and found nothing! They had to pick the saddle bag locks and the Investigator was highly suspicious as WHY I didn’t have the truck or motorcycle keys. He told me he would confront him about that.
When he began to come inside, the Commander showed up (he parked the street behind us and walked over). They could not get a warrant for his arrest, because the “information” was too vague, there were no evidence. However, the Commander summoned 2 Deputies over, and asked me nicely if they could “search” with the K-9 dog for possible drugs? I didn’t object, the only drugs that should be in my house were mine.
He then walks in and the Deputy pulls him in where he winds up on the floor. I turned the hallway lights on and both Investigator and Deputy were on top of him!