Former police officers, what incident made you quit your job?

Resignation and the Secret Letter

The vision of Adam being L away in handcuffs replayed in my mind. After that I couldn’t keep going as a cop. Every time I put on the uniform I was reminded of what had happened, of how I had failed to protect my own brother.

I felt like I should have done something before it got that far. I blamed myself for how he turned out. I handed in my resignation, packed up my things and tried to figure out how to move on.

The months after my brother’s conviction were some of the hardest of my life. I tried to move on but it was impossible. I kept replaying everything in my head, wondering if there was something I could have done differently, something I missed.

I started working as a private investigator but I avoided anything that even remotely reminded me of his case. Then out of the blue I got a letter from my brother.

It was short, just a few lines, but it was enough to turn my world upside down all over again. It read:

I lied I wasn’t Innocent but I wasn’t alone either there’s more to this than you know I’m sorry.

My stomach dropped as I read the words. What did he mean, wasn’t alone? I thought I knew.

I couldn’t just let it go. I had to find out the truth no matter what it cost me. I folded up the letter and hid it in a place where no one would find it.

A hidden hole that I had behind a small painting in my house. I reopen the case, not officially, but on my own.

I started digging, retracing my steps, re-interviewing Witnesses. I was looking for anything that might shed light on what my brother had written. It wasn’t easy since most people didn’t want to talk to me and the trail had gone cold.

But I couldn’t stop. I needed to know the truth. After reading Adam’s letter I was determined to get to the bottom of her death and my brother’s involvement in it.