this morning #1543.
this morning, when that guy from the paper called & i asked him to meet with me at the station, the last thing i imagined was that he’d seen the exact same papers that i had, the documents proving that the husband was a criminal. how the hell had they got them too? maybe someone slipped them a copy of what i have? i guess that it really doesn’t matter. what matters is that i get what i know to the judge who trusts me best. get that husband in custody. no more pussy footing around. look. i tried to give his lawyer a heads up like he’d asked but that chump still hasn’t called me back. too bad. he might have been able to make things easier. too bad he’s a sleazeball. he & his client deserve what’s coming to them.