I crouched down low on the porch where he was forced to look at my face.
“You never asked what I did before I became a ‘bureaucrat,’ Garrick.” I pulled out my credentials and showed him the retired badge. “Fourteen years, FBI Violent Crimes. You really should have checked my past before threatening my family.”
The charges came down swiftly and heavily: unlawful firearm possession by a felon, interstate stalking, identity theft, wire fraud, witness intimidation, aggravated assault, domestic battery, and repeated violations of a protective order.
Garrick tried to blame his cousin, but the cousin immediately accepted a federal plea deal and testified against him. Irrefutable bank records exposed every illegal transfer. Comprehensive medical reports completely destroyed his claim that my mother was clumsy. And the encrypted recordings preserved his threats in his own unfiltered voice.
At the trial, Garrick looked incredibly small without his stage and his audience.
