Police Chief Gloated as He Fired a Female Officer — The Next Day, She Sat in His Chair

Police Chief Gloated as He Fired a Female Officer — The Next Day, She Sat in His Chair

Chapter 17

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Across town, Richard Cole received the same authentication notice. He called the records supervisor and demanded to know where the acknowledgement had come from. The supervisor said the electronic file had been in a command administrative folder when it was forwarded for inclusion. When Cole asked who created it, she said the source history would have to be retrieved from IT and that the state inspector had already requested it.

"You sent it to my office," Cole said.

"We transmitted the file that was available in the folder, Sheriff. We did not validate the signature."

"Then find out who put it there."

He ended the call and found a new message from Martin Hail requesting the original signature source and the administrative creation history. Cole stared at the subject line for several seconds. He had expected questions about whether Maya understood the confidentiality requirements. Instead, the questions were moving toward the department's own handling of the material.

He called Owen Blake into his office. An unsigned supplemental witness statement lay on the desk, prepared to connect Maya's earlier complaints about the reporting structure with the allegation against her. Cole pushed it toward him and waited while Owen read the first paragraph. The document described Maya as having repeatedly threatened to bypass the chain of command and communicate outside the department if leadership refused her instructions.

Owen read the sentence a second time. "That's not what I heard."

"You heard her say she was willing to go outside the chain if necessary."

"I heard a longer statement about the reporting requirements in the agreement."

"The important part is already there."

"Important to what?" Owen asked.

Cole's patience narrowed. "To whether she had a motive to take information outside proper channels."

Owen returned his attention to the form. It contained a second claim suggesting that he had witnessed Maya receiving a specific warning about the newly described protected classification. He had no memory of that meeting because he had never attended one. There were many things he could honestly confirm about her concerns with the program, but these were not among them.

"You want me to certify she was warned in a meeting I didn't attend?"

"Command administration has that information. Your signature is confirming your account as a witness."

"Then my account should not include something someone else says happened."

Cole leaned forward. "You were in my office when she challenged my authority. You saw how she behaved."

"I saw her challenge the evidence," Owen replied. "And I saw you say you had personally certified it."

For a long moment, Cole did not answer. Then he tapped the page. "Take it with you. Read it carefully. Sign it when you're satisfied."

"I'll read it," Owen said.

"That's not what I asked."

"It's what I'm agreeing to."

Owen left before Cole could say more. He stopped downstairs near the records section, opened the page, and examined the wording again. Every sentence was composed to sound modest while pushing the reader toward a conclusion the witness did not possess the facts to support. He folded it, placed it in his notebook, and locked the notebook in his desk at the end of the afternoon.

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