“Sometimes I wonder; why are people so stupid? It never makes any sense.” Inspector Candace (CD) DeLorenzo looked at her partner, Inspector Nate Basso, “Do you have anything to add?”

“Nope, you made a point, and I don’t think I’ll argue against it.” CD just laughed, she didn’t know how they had gotten on the subject of ‘stupid people,’ but they had gotten there!

“DeLorenzo, my office now.” Captain Kate McCafferty demanded. She was in charge of the central felony division where CD and Nate worked in San Francisco.

“Captain?” CD asked her when she stepped into her office.

“I want you to work with Magda on a rape case. Jinny is on a vacation and I don’t want to give Nate something like this without you. And I already assigned Magda. I’ll give Nate something else, easier…like sorting through files.” Kate looked at CD, she could tell CD was kind of skeptic about this case, “Would you rather I not assign you to it?”

“Cap, why do you want me on this case, why not someone else?”

“You’ve closed all but 2 of your rape and sexual assault cases, Jinny hasn’t closed 8 but she’s on vacation, and I just don’t feel like Nate should work this without you, he doesn’t have enough experience quite yet. Do I need more reason?”

“No, I’ll go talk to Nate and Mag.” CD turned and walked away.

CD hated rape cases, they gave her the creeps. But she had to work them and attempt to solve them. She had once had the case of a twelve-year-old girl who was raped by her dad; he was never convicted so it was considered open. Her other one was a 23 year old who was raped and 6 months later murdered, that woman’s murder was never solved. True the 23-year-old’s case was 10 years ago, but the 12-year-old girl’s was only within the last six months, so it still haunted her. Plus she has had personal problems in this areas.

CD came upon Nate, “Hey, I’m going to work with Mag on a rape case that Cap wants me on. She’ll tell you what to do if you go talk to her.” Nate nodded and walked off.

“Magda,” CD called out when Inspector Magda Ramirez walked by, “I’m working the rape case with you, but I don’t have any details.”

Magda looked at her, “Great, c’mon, I’ll give you details on the way, we’ve got to talk to the victim.”

CD and Magda walked out to the car, “So this girl who’s 14 claimed to be raped by her dad, she believes he fled the country soon after.”

“Her name is…?”

“Oh, sorry, Michaela Right.”

CD stopped, “What’s her dad’s name?”

“Ricky.” Magda told her, CD looked pale, all of the color had drained from her face. She though back, it 17 years ago, when she herself was raped by her mom’s boy friend, Ricky Right. Magda was trying to get her attention, when she finally did, CD told her, “Oh sorry, I was just thinking about that 12 year old girl.” CD hated telling that to Mag, but she knew Magda would understand that. She knew how it felt when an officer didn’t close a case, when they couldn’t get thee father convicted, it was upsetting because you couldn’t help the person, and things like that may happen to them again.

The rest of the walk to the car was done in silence. Magda felt bead for CD, that case had been hard for her. Everyone at the station knew she didn’t get the father convicted.

When they got to the car, CD got in on the passenger’s side, “So where are we meeting her?”

“Holy Cross Hospital.”

CD just nodded, that’s where the 12 year old went, her name was Jamie Thomason, and CD gave Jamie her home and cell phone numbers so if she needed to talk she could just call her. Jamie called her often, CD became like the older sister Jamie never had. They both confided in her, and trusted each other with everything. It was amazing how unbreakable their bond was!

About 5 minutes later they arrived at the hospital, CD didn’t want to go in, but she had to, she knew it. They got out of the car and started toward the hospital when CD’s phone rang. She looked at Magda and said, “Give me some time to talk, it could be Jamie.”

Magda nodded and walked off. CD answered the phone:

“Hello?” CD said

“CD, it’s me…Jamie.” Jamie’s voice was shaking.

“Jamie? What’s wrong?”

“CD, I need you at my house, I’m scared.”

“Jamie, is it our dad?”

“Yeah, and he’s doing it all over again, he just locked me in my room.”

“Jamie, lit me call it in to my captain, then I’ll be right there.”

“Okay, but hurry!”

“I will Jamie, I promise, I will.” With that they both hung up. It was a good thing Jamie had a cell phone. CD called Mag (even though she was just inside) and explained, then called Cap and got the OK to go and break into the house if needed. CD got in the car and raced to Jamie’s house, maybe now she could get the guy convicted, and maybe now Jamie could get on with her life.

CD arrived at the house without backup, she had permission to break into the house if necessary, but wasn’t sure she should, until she heard the unmistakable sound of Jamie screaming. She tried knocking, but there was no answer. When she heard another shriek from inside the house, she busted down the door, ran to Jamie’s room and tried to open the door, but it was locked. So she broke it down. When she entered, she saw a horrible sight; Jamie’s dad had ripped off her clothing and obviously had beaten her into submission, into letting him torture her. When Jamie’s dad saw CD he claimed Jamie wanted to, but CD knew different, “SFPD, go get clothes on.” He left the room, “Jamie, get dressed then once he’s in custody I’ll take you to the hospital.”

Jamie nodded her head and CD left the room, Jamie’s father came out of the room, now fully clothed. CD cuffed him ad read him is rights. Jamie, now dressed came out of her room. She was crying, her face was red and bruised, CD felt so bad for her. They walked to the car and drove off.
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When they had arrived at the station, Magda was back; she had called Nate for a ride. CD said to Jamie, “Go stay with Magda for a while,” she was holding on to Jamie’s dad, keeping him from lashing out,
I’ve got to go report this and make sure he’s in custody. Will you be okay?”
Jamie responded with a quick yes and a nod of the head. She was still very upset, but she had regained her composure. CD gave her a look of sympathy, for she knew how it felt.
CD got a tighter grasp on Tom, Jamie’s dad, and led him into Kate’s office.
“You caught him I see,” Kate said.
Yeah, in the act, seeing more than I wished to see.”
“So you’re a witness?” She asked, as a question even though it was a statement.
“Yes, I am.”
“Take him to McKinley, he’ll book him. Do you have Jamie with you?”
“Yes, she’s shook up and hurt pretty badly. She was complaining of her wrist hurting on the way here.”
Kate looked at CD, “Do the paperwork later, take care of Jamie now.” CD nodded in response, “Her mom’s dead, isn’t she?”
“Yes, but she can stay with me for a while, she’s in no condition to be put in foster care.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah.”
“But, wait!!” Tom spoke up, “She’s my baby.”
“You forced her to have sex with you, you can no longer have custody of her.” CD told him flat out. They turned around and went to McKinley. Then CD returned to Jamie, “C’mon, let’s get you taken care of.” Jamie followed CD.
When they cot in the car Jamie started sobbing. CD knew w there was nothing to say, so she just let her cry. They were headed for Holy Cross Hospital, where Jamie was treated 5 and ½ months ago.
When they got there, CD took Jamie in, practically carrying her because she refused to walk, and a doctor looked her at. Her father almost broke her right wrist, but it was only a sprain, and she was bruised up rather badly, her father had also given her a black eye. CD felt horrible about what happened to Jamie, she felt as if this was all her fault. She felt like if she could only have gotten her father convicted earlier, with better evidence, this never would have happened.
Jamie was given a brace to wear on her wrist, and the doctor prescribed her pain medication.
“Jamie, since you have nowhere to stay, do you want to stay at my house for a while? You need to be with someone you can talk to now.” She saw doubt in Jamie’s face, CD knew Jamie would be skeptic about staying with her, she couldn’t easily trust anyone.
But after some hesitation Jamie spike up, “I guess, I do need to stay somewhere. Thanks.” Jamie was no longer crying, but was still quite scared.
”We’ll go get your stuff, I’ll call in and get the rest of the day off. Then we can get some lunch! Considering you dad already called you in sick to school….”
“We will eat at your place, right?”
“Yeah, and I’ll call your teachers. You won’t be in school for a while.” CD told her.
“Okay.”
CD decided to go to her place first, “C’mon, I’ll show you where you’ll be sleeping and so forth.” They walked inside, Jamie was glad to be there, she trusted CD, and needed to be there right now.
CD showed her to the room and asked her it was all right and Jamie said yes. CD showed her the rest of the house, and said, “Okay, let’s go get the stuff you need at your house. Then we’ll come back here. After that it’s lunch time.” CD looked at Jamie, “Sound okay to you?”
“Yeah, if we could get pizza.”
“Sure, sounds okay to me.”
It was weird, Jamie was already perking up, she wasn’t as upset as she was about 10 minutes ago, CD was glad she wasn’t as upset, she called Kate and got the day off.
They arrived at Jamie’s house and ran up to the door. Since it was a crime scene CD had to get her in. Jamie walked in, and her first stop was the living room. She grabbed picture of a young girl, about 5 years old. She had beautiful, long, blonde hair. It was a complete resemblance of Jamie now, only missing her 2 front teeth. Next she went into her dad’s room, there she broke down crying, and CD rubbed her back for 5 minutes. Then Jamie stood up and grabbed another picture, a woman who looked in her late 20s to early 30s. She looked a lot like Jamie with blonde hair, and a lot of the same facial features. Both had gorgeous deep blue eyes, and the prettiest smile, “It’s the most recent picture I have of my mom. It was taken about a month before she died.” CD just nodded.
Jamie then went into her room; she got the clothing she needed, since it was winter she got a few sweaters, some turtlenecks, a few long sleeved T-Shirts, and some jeans. She also got 3 nice dresses, and 3 less casual skirts, “For church or other dressy occasions.” She relayed to CD.
In her room she also got 3 stuffed animals, a bunny, a dog, and a teddy bear that seemed to be hugged and cried on a lot, like she got it when she was very young. She got a picture of her and her mother when she was a baby, and two more, one when she was 4 and one when she was 6. Her mother died when she was 7 years old. Jamie also grabbed a picture of her mom, her dad, and herself. She also got another one with just her dad, and one with her and her dad.
“I think I got everything, oh no! Wait a second.” Jamie said, she ran to her closet and grabbed a blanket that had been used a lot. It had been stained and torn, “My baby blanket, when I get scared I grab it and just cry.” CD nodded again, she didn’t want to say anything.
They walked out to her car and headed back to her house to order the pizza.
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CD and Jamie decided on half cheese and half pepperoni. When the guy arrived CD paid him the money and took the pizzas, Jamie was hiding because she didn’t want any guy to see her, she was still too frightened. CD set the pizza down, and told Jamie it was all right to come out. Jamie went into the dining room and sat down. She was wearing her Old Navy jeans, and a blue long sleeved T-Shirt that said ‘Fallen Angel’ on the front of it. CD was still in her work clothes, black pants and a red sweater.
They both sat down at the table, and CD decided the best time to tell Jamie about her past was now. She felt that Jamie needed to know that she was not alone, that someone knew how she was feeling. CD looked at Jamie and said, “Jamie, I need you to listen to me, I know how you feel, being raped by your dad and all.” CD paused, was she really ready to tell? She concluded to herself she was, “I was raped seventeen years ago, when I was fifteen years old. My mom’s boyfriend did it. He told my mom he was going to go upstairs and say goodnight to me, he did this after a date with her, then he came in my room and through me down on the bed. I attempted to scream, but he put a pillow over my mouth and it muffled the sound enough that no one could hear it. After that he tore off my pajama pants, I was really scared and didn’t know what to do, he told me not to tell anyone, that he was punishing me for what I’d done, and I hadn’t done anything. I told him no repeatedly, but he just took off my shirt and my undergarments. He easily overpowered me, I was too young and not strong enough to protect myself.” CD stopped; she could tell that Jamie was about to cry, was she doing the right thing by telling her? CD decided to go on, “He then took off his clothes, and somehow, he had me pinned to the bed. I tried to push him away, to get away from him, and he just hit me, and slapped me, and told me to be quiet. I was so scared I obeyed his every command. He forced me to have sex with him, and I didn’t want to. I knew I was too young, and he was so much older than me, he was in his thirties. I couldn’t have sex with him.”
Jamie just stared at CD, tears rolling down her face, “Did you ever tell anyone?”
“No, that night he broke up with my mom, if I told her, she’d know it was my fault her boyfriend dumped my mom. I couldn’t hurt her like that; she was hurting enough as it was. He got off, and I was too intimidated by him to tell anyone. He scared me, he had told me if I told he’d come back and kill me. He wasn’t scared. I still see pictures and flashbacks of that day in my head. I hid all the bruises with sweaters and makeup. I let him go free, and let him control the rest of my life.” CD paused again, she knew that this was a lot for Jamie to take in right now, but she knew Jamie needed to know it, “Jamie, you can’t let that happen to you. You have to know that your dad is in the past and he won’t hurt you anymore. You need to move on with your life. That day will always haunt you, and you will always remember how bad it hurt, but do not let that rule your whole life! You can’t give your life up because you’re scared. Who knows who else that this guy has gone after, and when I think it may be him out there raping another person, well I feel guilty, because I never told anyone.”
Jamie hadn’t finished her pizza, and CD hadn’t even touched hers, neither of them felt much like eating. “CD, can I take a nap, then I want to talk to you.”
“Sure, just come get me if you need anything, anything at all.”
“Okay.”
Jamie walked into the guest room, where she took off her jeans and put on some boxers and a T-Shirt. She grabbed her baby blanket, which was blue and purple and had dozens of wholes in it, and her bear that she got when she was 9 months old. She lay down on the bed, and cried herself to sleep, covered up with the blanket, and was clinging to the teddy bear as tight as possible.
CD needed to drown the sorrow with a bowl of ice cream, although she never felt like eating at a time like this, ice cream was the best way to let it all out. She got up, grabbed the pizza box and placed it in the refrigerator. She opened up the freezer and grabbed the chocolate ice cream. She sat down at the dining room table, with a enormous bowl of ice cream, took one bite and started crying.

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After about thirty minutes of crying and eating ice cream, CD put the ice cream away and went to check on Jamie, she was lying on her bed still crying. CD knew she shouldn’t have told her that story, but figured Jamie needed to know that she wasn’t going through anything alone.
“Hey,” CD started, “are you okay?”
“Yeah, I just, I don’t know, the memories just started coming back to me. I was just raped today, but it also happened about six months ago. I’m still scared.”
“I know, I still get scared, and I was raped 17 years ago, it’s still hard for me. I just don’t usually show it. I just wanted you to know that you aren’t alone, that you can talk to me at any time. I hadn’t meant to upset you. I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay, I think it did some good…at least I know I can trust you now. Plus I think it was worth it to cry for 30 minutes.” Jamie said looking at CD, “Can we talk for a while?”
“Sure, what about?”
“I’m scared, I’ve been holding it in around other people, besides you. I just, need to talk more, I’m so scared right now.” Jamie’s eyes were red, but she wasn’t crying, “Why do I feel like this all is my fault, like if I could have stopped mom from dying none of this would have happened?”
“But you couldn’t have Jamie, you know that. A drunk driver hit your mom on her way to work when you were a little girl. The doctors did all they could, but they couldn’t save your mom. How could you have stopped your mom from dying? None of that is your fault, nor are your dad’s actions.”
“Why couldn’t I have been sick that day, then Dad would still go to work and mom could have stayed home?”
“Then sure, maybe your mom would still be alive. But Jamie, you know that is not what happened. You know that it is not your fault she died. Maybe you think the rape is all your fault, I felt like it was mine, but your mom’s death is not your fault, Okay?”
Jamie shook her head up and down, like she understood what CD was saying. Jamie scooted closer to CD, buried her head in her shoulder, and started crying. CD just held her close, trying to make her feel better. She rubbed her back and just told her it would be okay. Jamie looked up, still crying, CD looked at her sympathetically, Jamie switched positions. Now lying down with her head on CD’s leg. CD rubbed Jamie’s back and just plain let her cry. She knew she could say nothing.
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15 minutes later Jamie was still crying, so CD took her in her arms and comforted her as you’d comfort a 5 year old who’s frightened of a thunderstorm.
The phone rang so Jamie sat up and CD went to answer it. It was Kate McCafferty, informing her that tomorrow was a court date for her and Jamie.
“Cap, why so soon? Jamie won’t be able to testify.”
“I don’t know, it’s the date I got, and you’ll have to testify.”
“I was aware of that, but Jamie won’t be ready. She’s the person they’ll have to believe.” CD said; she was right outside of Jamie’s room. She looked in with a sympathetic smile.
“I’m sorry, but the courts been through a case like this with the same person and just want to get it over with.”
“But so soon, I’ve never gotten a date this early.”
“They must have time tomorrow, just make sure you both are there at 8:30 am sharp and in dressy clothes.”
“I know the procedure.”
“I’m really sorry CD, but she’s got to be able to testify. If he does go free she’ll be back in his custody, and we cannot have that happening right now. Jamie needs to be with someone else, someone we trusts, pretty much you.” Kate stopped, waiting to hear what CD had to say about this, “CD, are you okay?”
“Oh, yeah…just looking at Jamie, she can’t go 30 minutes without crying, how will she make it through court?”
“I don’t know; that’s your problem.”
“Thanks…” CD hung up and started crying.
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