I’m telling the Judge
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!
