Tweeker Seeker

Well this was certainly a first for me. Yesterday, thanks to the help of sfredbook.com, I arrested an escort / burglar / fugitive in San Francisco. Oh, and by the way, the girl that exposed me to MRSA the other day is a regular ho on sfredbook too. I pity the fools that date these girls and bring home these disgusting diseases to their spouses and children. I wonder if these guys have ever really considered the fact that their paying for sex from a heroin addict with potentially deadly disease. Really? Also, girls, if you’re going to be stupid enough to commit a crime and even more stupid to jump bail, the least you could do is remove your ads from sfredbook, craigslist, erosguide, etc.

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We all know that most criminals are not the brightest people. In fact, most of them are really stupid and that’s why they commit crimes and why they get caught. So let’s all just agree that criminals are dumb, okay? Alright, now that we got that out of the way let me give you some proof. A couple of months back my partner and I were in Watsonville, CA. waiting for defendant to make himself visible. We were pretty sure of the address so all we had to do was wait. About an hour into our surveillance an older model pickup truck pulls up in front of the house. Inside the truck was the defendant and what appeared to be his father. The defendant climbs out of the truck and immediately jumps into a beat up old black Camaro and starts burning rubber in front of the house; just like any smart fugitive would do. Nice way to lay low idiot.

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This article appeared in the Morgan Hill Times. This guy was on bail with us and was assigned to my partner. Unfortunately I wasn’t with him when he made the arrest. Good Job! Peter L. Mastroieni, 38, was arrested without incident at his residence on the 500 block of Lexington Court in Los Banos.

Peter L. Mastroieni - Arrested in Los Banos

I made a promise when I started this blog that I would never disclose the name’s of my defendants, coworkers or the company that I work for. So, as much as I would like to tell you who John Doe is I have to stick to my guns and respect everyone’s privacy. I had been looking for John since September. He was wanted for failing to appear in court on drug related charges and was originally arrested in Sunnyvale. John and had been living out of his van and I learned through friends that he was a pretty decent guy who was doing what he could to makes ends meet.

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I made a decision that I’m going to try to write shorter articles. I want to write more often but I’ve found that I’m starting to dread it because of how long it takes for me to write each article. I really enjoy this process and I want to increase the frequency in which I write. Otherwise I may get discouraged and stop all together. Writing for me is a tough process. I have no formal training and each paragraph is a painful. I’m still learning how to phrase my thoughts and keep my grammar and syntax errors to a minimum because I can’t spell for shit. Thank God for spell checkers.

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I spent a few days last week working in Salinas and, as you already from my previous posts, I dislike working there. So rather then dive into more rants about the ire of Salinas I will jump right into a pretty funny story that happened a few months back. I was reminded of this story in Salinas when my partner and I arrested this guy and after a few minutes with him we both looked at each other and said “Melinda Jones” (not her real name).

Melinda was a lady that I arrested twice in 3 months and prior to that she was arrested by another investigator out of our office. My last arrest would be the last time we bailed her out. You will understand why we wanted nothing to do with her after this.

When I was assigned the first case I did little to check on any previous cases. It seemed simple enough. She lived in a wealthy peninsula city and had been at the same address for 20 or so years. She was in her early 50’s and thus had no reason to worry about my safety. After all how much damage could a 50 something female actually cause? Ha!

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A few days ago I was assigned a case on a guy who was currently on parole and had filed to appear on a case involving possession of stolen property and possession of methamphetamine. This guy had been in and out of prison most of his adult life. His stolen property included credit cards, drivers licenses and other items usually associated with identity theft. He was using stolen credit cards to support his drug habit.

Like most other Meth users this guy lied about where he lived, his job (or lack thereof) and just about anything else that we could use to locate him. Through the course of my investigation I locate his father who provides me with some crucial information about the defendant’s possible location.

I had also placed several calls to the cosigner, a female that was simply listed as a “friend” on the application, but she has not returned any of my calls. This is usually an indication that she may be hiding the defendant or knows his location and doesn’t want to tell me. After all she’s on the hook for the bail and most people who don’t want to pay the bond off call right away.

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It seems I have a knack for finding escorts. Not for personal use, of course, but for the purpose of finding fugitives who also happen to be escorts. Since the advent of the Internet prostitution has moved from the side streets of downtown cities web sites and online forums. There are many sites that cater to people who are looking for escorts and escorts are basically no different then any other fugitive, they break the law and fail to appear in court. There is one difference though, most other fugitives don’t advertise on the Internet.

My tactics are always the same. I find them on Craigslist.com or Erosguide.com or Cityvibe.com or sfredbook.com and simply make and appointment with them and make my arrest. My advice is either go to court or take you ads down until you grow up and turn yourself in.

I’m going tweeker hunting tonight. I just got a case of a female who was arrested for Meth, amongst other charges and she frequents the local bars. So tonight I go hunting…. I need an arrest and am hoping I get lucky. Friday is a good night for the tweekers who bar hop. I’ll let you know what happens in the morning…

Today we’re doing surveillance on one of my partner’s cases. Were watching a house in San Jose waiting to get eyes on his defendant who is a mid-twenty, Hispanic male. This is a dumpy neighborhood surrounded by railroad tracks and industrial buildings near downtown. This is supposedly the home of the fugitive’s sister. Our informant says he may be staying here but she’s a but nutty so we’re not sure about her information. She’s given use addresses in the past that turned out to be a waste of time.

There are not too many choices for parking so we’re closer to the house than we would like. There are lots of people in the neighborhood and an old man paces back and forth in front of the house. You can tell he is trying to figure us out.

The neighbors pull up, I think I’ll ask them if they know the fugitive. Nope, they’ve never seen him. Not sure I believe them because she just looked at the photo and immediately said no. It’s also an indication they may be lying when they don’t ask you who he is or what he did. Most people will ask, most people are nosy and want the details. I would ask.

We decide to make contact at the house and see what they say. Knock, knock… Your adrenaline always gets going a bit when you knock on someone’s door. You never know who’s going to answer or what’s going to happen when the door opens. Is the fugitive just going to run out and start fighting, do they have a gun, how many people are inside and the bigger question – do they have big dogs? You always have to be planning for the worst. You have to be watching all around you.

It’s also difficult when there’s only two people, someone has to watch the side yard in case the fugitive decides to jump the fence and someone has to be at the door when they answer. So I watch the side yard and try to peek though the fence until someone answers the door. Dogs are barking and it smells like sewage. I am trying to watch both the yard and my partner. It’s tricky.

The large Hispanic woman opens the door and I can hear my partner ask for the fugitive. She tell us that she is the his sister and has not seen him in 9 months. 2 small children are also standing at the door. My partner asks if we can search the house. She refuses. Sometimes this is an indication that the fugitive is in the house. However, after talking with her we decide that she’s telling the truth. I want to search. I love searching houses. I love finding people hiding under beds or in closets. Most people are not that creative when it comes to hiding.

On to Dad’s house in South San Jose. This is a nicer neighborhood and were not too concerned about being discreet. Again, we make contact at the front door and talk to yet another sister who confirms the other sister’s story about him disappearing 9 months ago. I get the feeling that none of his siblings likes him too much. He sounds like a dirt bag. He thinks he’s a gang banger and pedal dope.

I always get disappointed when we hit a wall. There’s nothing more exciting then getting a solid lead and you know your close. After all we do this because we like hunting people. We like outsmarting people who think they can hide forever. I love the surprised look on their face when you tell them their under arrest. Were done with this case for the day.