The Garcia Case

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Angela and Duane were high school sweethearts. They married right after high school and had their first job. At first, everything was going great until Duane started drinking heavily after work and would come home in a violent rage. At first, it was just verbal abuse, and then within their third year of marriage, it became physical. He was Angela's first love so it was hard for her to leave. It wasn't until he broke her arm is when she found out she was pregnant with their second child. Of course, the doctors had to report each sign of abuse, but out of fear, Angela had a different story. This case was different from any others Jonathan worked on because women were rarely involved in most of his cases so he became very attached.

Angela was about 5'5 and about 145lbs. She looked like she was from the Dominican Republic. She was arrested for shoplifting while Johnathan just happened to be in the same store. When he detained her that's when he noticed the bruises.

"What's your name ma'am? "

"My name is Angela Garcia," she said voice slightly shaken.

"Where did you get those bruises?"

"I fell!"

If I had a dime for every time a woman says that I'll be rich.

"Are you married, ma'am? "

"No.....I mean yes but."

"But what?"

"Nothing," she says as she hangs her head down

"Where do you live?"

"Not too far. Please sir let me go. I just needed food for my children that's all. They are home sleep and he will kill me when he finds out!"

"Who your husband? Where is he? Is he the reason you fell?"

"Please, sir!" She began to cry

"I will let you go this time, but at least let me take you home!"

"No, you can't! If he sees you I will die."

"Maam I'm the police. He can't hurt you nor me. How about I let you out a few doors from yours will that help.

She shakes her head and I drive in the direction of her house. I hand her my card and tell her if there's anything she needs or gets into trouble to call me. I watch as she runs in the direction of her house. I pretend to drive away, but not until I get a glance at the house she enters. I felt compelled to help her, but I couldn't just barge in there, so I waited for her call.

I drove back to the office when I realized I had a miss call from Jessica. She sounded upset so I called her back before I headed back to the precinct.

"He baby I'm sorry I missed your call. I was in the middle of a case. What's wrong? Did something else happen?"

"Yes I got another email but I think he has my office bugged!"

"WHAT!! How do you know that for sure?"

"Johnathan, Harmony was in the office with me while we were reading the email and he mentioned her standing there. How the hell would he know that?"

"Okay, I've had just about enough of this. Is there a car with you?"

"Yes, I see a uniform!."

"Good. I'll be home as soon as possible."

Okay, it was time to find out who this was and put some heat under them, him or whomever it was. I've had enough of this shit. Just as I pulled in, my cell phone rang. I thought it was Jessica again but the number came up unknown.

"Detective Sanchez, how may I help you?"

"Hello. You have to help me. Somehow my husband found out that I was arrested and he has threatened to kill me. Please help me I'm scared!"

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