Holly McClure

I shot a man one Saturday in September, once in the forehead, again in the chest and for some reason once in the crotch. I had to do it. He was rushing us with a gun and I had a loaded Glock in my hand. Unfortunately, with the adrenalin rushing, I kept shooting as he dropped and put two more bullets in his spine and one in the back of his head, almost shooting off my partner’s thumb.

That firearms training simulator at the police academy in Greensboro NC is way too realistic.

At least I didn’t prevent a man from committing suicide by shooting him to pieces like Amie Flanagan did. She saw the poor guy go for his gun and starting firing. If I ever have a bout of depression, she will be the last to know.

Monday morning I still had the adrenalin rush from the Writers Police Academy in Greensboro NC.

I first heard about WPA from Lee Lofland’s Graveyard Shift blog and from writers who attended and couldn’t stop talking about it. Fellow Sullivan Maxx agent Amie Flanagan and I went this year to take pitches from writers and have a great time watching car chases, learning about snipers, investigating a shallow grave where the first clue was a stray finger, learn about guns, and more guns, and listen to some of the best stories I ever heard. Like they say, ‘you can’t make this stuff up.’ Loved meeting Marcia Clark and hearing about her special cases in real life as well as her fictional characters.

Marcia Clark and Holly McClure

And Katherine Ramsland was amazing.

Holly with Dr. Katherine Ramsland and Marcia Clark

I tried not to be a total fan-girl when I met Lee Child, but when you think of your favorite authors as rock stars, it isn’t easy to maintain the cool.

Holly and Lee Child

Holly McClure and Amie Flanagan with Lee Child

Beth Murray looks more like a fashion model than a woman who can dissect a mangled corpse without flinching. And C J Lyons, author and pediatrician, was a joy to meet.

Dr. Elizabeth Murray

And then, there was the Sheriff. Enough said.

Holly with Guilford County N.C. Sheriff BJ Barnes

And the deputy.

Professionals told us more than we wanted to know about auto erotic accidental death. We learned about evidence gathering, snipers, DNA evidence, crowd dispersal, canines, undercover work, and listened to awe inspiring stories about actual cases.

Amie and I took pitches from some excellent writers who cared enough about their craft to watch, listen, participate and take notes and it showed in the quality of their writing. Sisters in Crime and the library staff were amazing. I don’t see any way this could have happened without them.

I can’t say enough about the staff at the Police Academy, or the officers and departments who participated to make it a most memorable experience. You have my respect, ladies and gentlemen. See you next year.

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Holly McClure founded Sullivan Maxx Literary Agency hoping to help a few Southern writers get published. Today the agency has five agents who represent writers from all parts of the country and work with most genres. She is a frequent speaker and teacher at writers conferences and workshops and loves to see new authors find success.

In May 2010, she completed several years of preparation and was ordained into the priesthood of the Celtic Christian Church.

Her writing career took a back seat while she nurtured Sullivan Maxx, but she has authored both fiction and non- fiction.

 

I shot a man one Saturday in September, once in the forehead, again in the chest and for some reason once in the crotch. I had to do it. He was rushing us with a gun and I had a loaded Glock in my hand. Unfortunately, with the adrenalin rushing, I kept shooting as he dropped and put two more bullets in his spine and one in the back of his head, almost shooting off my partner’s thumb.

That firearms training simulator at the police academy in Greensboro NC is way too realistic.

At least I didn’t prevent a man from committing suicide by shooting him to pieces like Amie Flanagan did. She saw the poor guy go for his gun and starting firing. If I ever have a bout of depression, she will be the last to know.

Monday morning I still had the adrenalin rush from the Writers Police Academy in Greensboro NC.

I first heard about WPA from Lee Lofland’s Graveyard Shift blog and from writers who attended and couldn’t stop talking about it. Fellow Sullivan Maxx agent Amie Flanagan and I went this year to take pitches from writers and have a great time watching car chases, learning about snipers, investigating a shallow grave where the first clue was a stray finger, learn about guns, and more guns, and listen to some of the best stories I ever heard. Like they say, ‘you can’t make this stuff up.’ Loved meeting Marcia Clark and hearing about her special cases in real life as well as her fictional characters.

And Katherine Ramsland was amazing.

I tried not to be a total fan-girl when I met Lee Child, but when you think of your favorite authors as rock stars, it isn’t easy to maintain the cool.

Beth Murray looks more like a fashion model than a woman who can dissect a mangled corpse without flinching. And C J Lyons, author and pediatrician, was a joy to meet.

And then, there was the Sheriff. Enough said.

And the deputy.

Professionals told us more than we wanted to know about auto erotic accidental death. We learned about evidence gathering, snipers, DNA evidence, crowd dispersal, canines, undercover work, and listened to awe inspiring stories about actual cases.

Amie and I took pitches from some excellent writers who cared enough about their craft to watch, listen, participate and take notes and it showed in the quality of their writing. Sisters in Crime and the library staff were amazing. I don’t see any way this could have happened without them.

I can’t say enough about the staff at the Police Academy, or the officers and departments who participated to make it a most memorable experience. You have my respect, ladies and gentlemen. See you next year

 

Castle: Murder He Wrote

A romantic weekend in the Hamptons. Well, that was the plan. But the idea was quickly overshadowed by a murder that Castle was determined to solve.

In addition to the murder, though, the newly formed “Caskett” was forced to work extra hard to keep their relationship a secret. However, add a bungling, goofball police chief and two clueless detectives (Ryan and Espo) and, well, the romance was forced to take a backseat to yet another loosely-woven crime plot.

This one was a tiny bit odd for me, making me curious what my review partner, Melanie Atkins, thought of the episode. Were the candles, kissing, and lovey-dovey moments enough to satisfy a true shipper’s needs? Or, did this much-anticipated episode fail to deliver.

Melanie, were you happy with what you saw last night?

Melanie Atkins

A romantic weekend in the Hamptons. Blue skies, perfect weather, a gorgeous house… what could go wrong? Nothing, right? Yeah. Uh-huh. This is Caskett we’re talking about (yes, they came up with that name during this episode — a funny moment, because that’s the name Castle fans came up with ages ago).

When the story opens, Kate and Rick are still trying to keep their relationship a secret to everyone at the precinct. I’m already a bit tired of this storyline, but I understand why they’re doing it. At this point, Ryan and Esposito are intrigued that Kate’s admitted she’s going away with her new boyfriend for the weekend, and Castle claims he’s going to the Hamptons to write. Why the boys don’t put two and two together right then, I don’t know. I mean, come on! They’re detectives… and they both know how Rick feels about Kate, and that she likes him, too. Doesn’t take a genius to guess they’re together now. Still, Ryan and Esposito are dense and don’t get it.

Kate and Rick arrive at Rick’s huge Hampton’s house, and Kate is in awe. No, make that overwhelmed. Overwhelmed by the sheer size of the place, and concerned about the other women Rick has brought there in the past. She asks him about it, instead of running and hiding like she would have done in the past, and that made me smile. He reassures her by saying, “I’m not gonna deny that I’ve brought other women up here, but… none of them were you.” A nice, touching scene, but I would’ve liked a kiss. Please! They’re off on a romantic weekend. Give us more!

That evening, they head to the pool, and Kate drops her robe to reveal she left her swimsuit behind — a fun, sexy scene ruined when a man with a bullet wound staggers out of the shadows and splashes into the water.

That pretty much set the tone for this episode. A lot of near misses in the romance department, and a crazy case run by an incompetent local cop. Once he learns Kate works homicide for NYPD, both she and Rick are sucked into the mystery, and Rick won’t rest until he gets answers. This really bothered me, because he’s in love with Kate, and I wanted him to concentrate on her instead of the case. Sure, he’s a mystery writer who loves a good puzzle, but he’s also a man away for the weekend with a beautiful woman. ‘Nuff said.

While all of this is going on, Ryan and Esposito are busy interrogating Kate’s old boyfriends to try and find out who she’s gone away with for the weekend. They check out Josh first, then Demming and Sorenson. That goes all the way back to season one. And they still can’t put two and two together and get four? I wouldn’t want them investigating a case for me.

Kate and Rick finally manage to solve the Hamptons case, with a little help from NYPD, after being arrested and homing in on several suspects who turned out be not guilty, including a meth addict, a mobster, and a man who runs the local marina. I didn’t concentrate on the case too much, however, and I didn’t really care who killed that guy. I spent all my time trying to keep up with the numerous almost-moments between Kate and Rick. Sure, they kissed a few times the first night while Rick was obsessing about the man in the pool, but nothing really substantial happened on the romance front until the very end of the show. Rick was just too captivated by the case. Once it was done, Kate had finally had enough of being pushed aside by the mystery, and she pressed the issue. I loved the fireplace, the candles, and that gorgeous bedroom… very romantic. Still, I expected more from Rick. I mean, he loves her, right? So drop the case obsession and focus on the relationship. Please!

Ryan, ever the detective, finally learns the truth about Kate and Rick while interrogating a guy the two of them had already talked to in the Hamptons. To his credit, however, he hides the truth from Esposito. Nice. So now three people know about them: Alexis, Martha, and Ryan. I believe that Lanie might know, too, but she’s not talking. Esposito remains in the dark.

The next show, in two weeks, looks as if it might strain the Caskett relationship. Rick is arrested for murder, and in the promo Kate is crying. Yikes! Marlowe has said he won’t break them up, though, so I have a feeling all will work out during the show. Might be touch and go for a little while, though. That might be good, if it deepens their relationship. Come on, writers. Give us more romance!

Lee Lofland

I totally agree with Melanie. I’ve already grown weary of the “hide the relationship” storyline. I hope the writers don’t plan to drill that into our skulls for a couple of seasons like they did with the “junior-high-styled longing from afar thing Castle and Becket did for four years. If so, I don’t think I can take it. And why, please tell me why, Ryan, Espo, and Lanie have had such a difficult time figuring this out. After all, Lanie has a crystal ball, right? Wouldn’t some sort of hazy, smoky image of Caskett pop up from time to time?

Was it just me, or did anyone else feel that Beckett was way out of character in this episode? She was timid, almost mousey. Not the usual take charge, strong female detective we’ve seen for so long. A good example was during the meal with the mobster. Castle did all the talking while Beckett sat there, looking down or away most of the time. Just an observation.

Anyway, on to the cop stuff.

How did Castle immediately know the responding officer was the local police chief? Easy answer.

The four stars on his collar designated his rank as chief of police (any series of stars indicates the rank of police chief). A police chief may also opt to wear a colonel’s eagle, another insignia indicating the rank of police chief.

– The police chief was firmly convinced that the meth user on the beach was the murderer, simply because the victim’s wallet was found in his possession. Therefore, the top cop opted to skip any further investigation, such as checking for bloodstain patterns, etc. Unfortunately, this sort of thing does sometimes occur in really small departments in jurisdictions where murder is a rare occurrence. In those instances, it is slightly possible that not every single case is fully-investigated, which means no fancy CSI gadgets, no DNA testing, and no fingerprinting. However, in most of those areas, the local officers know everyone and the criminal suspects are usually the same handful of people who commit crimes over and over again. Therefore, it’s quite possible to  solve some crimes without collecting a single piece of physical evidence.

– Castle and Beckett were arrested for interfering with the police investigation. Really? For asking a simple question. Would not happen. But, if the arrest did occur, they (male and female) certainly would not be placed in the same holding cell/cage.

– The Hampton’s police officers found the original murder suspect passed out on the beach. A man they claimed was wacked out on meth. Well, I’ve never seen anyone who was still high on meth remotely doing anything that resembled sleeping or taking a nap. Instead, they’re normally extremely hyper, won’t shut up, and haven’t slept for many hours, or even a couple of days.

– We saw an attorney sitting in while his client was being intensely interrogated by Detective Ryan. No way on earth a defense attorney would allow that sort of thing. No way. Normally, they advise their clients to remain silent, to say absolutely nothing. And they certainly wouldn’t sit there like a knot on a log while the detective yelled and screamed and accused their client of of everything imaginable. This scene was totally unrealistic. However, it was funny when Ryan realized the suspect had seen Beckett and Castle together at the Hamptons.

– Did anyone “knot” know that Castle tripping over the pile of rope on the dock would be instrumental in his solving the case? Sure you did, right? After all, there may as well have been a flashing red neon sign floating above the tangle of rope.

Of course, Castle solved the crime and everyone lived happily ever after. And that brings me to one important point to note—this episode was light and funny, and it reminded me of the the earlier episodes when the show was fun to watch. No dark “save the world from destruction” plot. That—the characters doing what they do best, the light, cute, and funny—and the romantic spark, is what keeps viewers on the hook wanting more.

Anyway, overall it was a fun episode. Don’t you agree?

*Remember, we skip a week before the next episode airs. Until then…cheers.

 *ABC photos

Joya Fields

Famous authors, FATS, driving simulators and workshops run by the top people in their fields. I’d heard so many wonderful things about the Writers’ Police Academy, so I signed up. As the date grew nearer, I got a little nervous. I didn’t know anyone. Me and one hundred and fifty strangers.

I didn’t have much time to feel lonely my first night at WPA because as soon as I registered at the hotel, I ran out the door for a police ride-along. A sheriff’s deputy from Guilford County kindly answered dozens of questions as he maneuvered through traffic. We answered a few calls—a garage burglary, a neighbor complaint, and a few traffic stops—but the best part was getting to know the deputy. He had great stories, and even opened up about the romantic way he’d met his wife.

The next morning we gathered for a talk about Jaws of Life (which first responders call “The Hurst”) and then scattered for various workshops. Let me tell you…hearing about the atrocities of human trafficking is quite a wake up call first thing in the morning.

I still hadn’t connected with many people aside from a nod or “is this seat taken” conversation, but that changed once I got to FATS.

My partner and I took on the role of armed police in a simulated exchange with a criminal. We learned about the quick decisions that police must make in a crisis situation.

After saying good-bye to my new friend/FATS partner Grace, I hurried to the parking lot to check out the “Live Demonstrations” area. The firefighters welcomed me aboard the huge ladder truck, and a friendly WPA recruit named Melissa asked me if I’d like her to take my picture.

Three of us strolled around the area together, taking pictures with the bomb squad, ATV police, accident investigators, and pretty much anyone we could question or have a photo op with.

At lunch, I made even more friends. Everyone was excited about their morning, and eager to share what they thought the best workshops were. EVERY workshop came highly recommended.

After lunch, I headed to a women’s personal safety and protection workshop taught by Dee Jackson. The woman is scary, smart and friendly at the same time.

She taught us strategies for getting out of possible situations, but mostly reminded us to use safe practices and trust our guts.

Later, I made another new friend at the driving simulator. Elizabeth and I were partners and took turns maneuvering through city traffic (and vehicles that didn’t pull over for us…just like real life) while driving to an emergency scene. We gained new respect for ambulance/fire engine drivers.

Back to the hotel, with barely enough time to wash my face, I hurried out of my room and into the hall where I met two YA authors, Erin and Elle, who invited me to hang with them. More friends! After some easy conversation, we listened to the amazing Katherine Ramsland about how to train our brains to work better. I immediately put her book on my “must read” list.

The next morning, we witnessed a mock car chase, complete with bad guys, sirens, and a police-involved shooting. Very realistic!

The morning workshops flew by as I learned about processing a crime scene and drug interdiction. Amazing to learn of the hiding places criminals use for contraband. Even a baby’s car seat!

After lunch—where I recognized almost everyone around me—I met a four-legged law enforcement member: K-9 dog, Joy. She demonstrated her skills, and then mingled with the crowd of recruits and garnered a new fan base.

Ever wonder what it’s like to be an undercover cop? “Anatomy of an Undercover Cop” taught me you need a lot of guts to pull off that job. Later, Marcia Clark spoke about her experiences as a lawyer. Everything from the jury selection process to investigations. At the evening reception, we met Lee Child, author of the popular Jack Reacher series. He told us a story and assured us that suspense/mystery/thriller writers are the fast-paced center of the book industry. A special appearance by “Barney Fife” and his one bullet made the night even more special.

The next morning, lots of the workshop presenters took part in a casual question and answer session. Usually, by the end of a conference, I’m tired and ready to head home.    Not this one. I was sad when it was time to leave my new friends and leave the place where I’d learned so much.

Some advice for first timers at WPA: Wear comfortable shoes and clothes, ask, lots of questions, and be prepared to make lots of new friends. Then mark your calendar for next year’s WPA because once you attend, you’ll want to go back every year. Thanks, Lee Lofland, for organizing this conference full of instructors who love what they do, and who love sharing what they know.

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Joya Fields has had over 100 stories and articles published in local and national magazines and her debut novel, BENEATH THE SURFACE, a romantic suspense, released in January, 2012. LOVE DELIVERED, a contemporary romance, is also now available.

Over the years, Joya has taught arts and crafts, worked in public relations, owned a daycare center, helped her children raise prize-winning 4-H livestock, competed in three marathons, and even spent a year as a Baltimore Colts cheerleader. Joya loves spending time with her high school sweetheart/husband of over twenty years, two very supportive children, and a pug who follows her everywhere. www.joyafields.com

Find Joya:

Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss_1?url=search-alias%3Daps&field-keywords=joya+fields

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Friday's Heroes - Remembering the fallen officers

 

The Graveyard Shift extends our condolences to the families of the officers who sacrificed everything to keep us safe.

Officer Jonathan Molina, 29

El Paso Texas Police Department

October 5, 2012 – Officer Jonathan Molina succumbed to injuries received—a fractured skull, internal head injuries, and facial wounds—when he was badly beaten while attempting to arrest three juveniles who were in the process of vandalizing a car.

Sergeant Paul Hernandez, 67

Texas Highway Patrol

October 4, 2012 – Sergeant Paul Hernandez suffered a fatal heart attack while participating in physical training. He is survived by his wife and son.

Trooper Andrew Fox

Virginia State Police

October 5, 2012 – Trooper Andrew Fox was struck and killed by a vehicle while directing traffic leaving the Virginia State Fair. He is survived by his wife.

Officer Peter Kneeland, 62

Worcester Massachusetts Police Department

October 7, 2012 – Officer Peter Kneeland succumbed to injuries received when he was struck by a hit and run drunk driver in 1991. Officer Kneeland has been confined to a wheelchair, unable to speak or care for himself, since the accident. He remained in an institutional care facility until his passing this week. Officer Kneeland is survived by his brother and two sisters.

 

WPA a rookies view
The Writers Police Academy is everything the name says it is. And more. It’s for writers, taught by cops, special agents, emergency personnel, and folks with doctorate degrees. Its purpose is to give writers the opportunity to ask experienced professionals in the law enforcement field questions that may raise the eyebrows of others. Who else are you going to ask if a body bag has a weight limit? The WPA provides a hands-on experience so we writers can get it right. It may be fiction, but it still has to be believable. The WPA is not just fast paced. It’s fast paced! It’s two full days of running on pure adrenaline. It’s being so tired when you finally hit the sack, you can’t sleep because you can’t turn your mind off. I’ve offered some tips on how to prepare, and how to return to your previous life after such an experience. But I’m not sure that’s possible. You’ll never look at blood drops the same.
How to prepare:

• Mega doses of B vitamins. You know, the ones that give you energy?

• Hone your visualization skills. Lee likes to, um, demonstrate directions to various buildings. Mental note for next year – add soundtrack and BAM, viral dance video! At least he uses the terms “left” and/or “right”, none of that north, south, east or west stuff cops like to use. Just tell me to turn left.

• More vitamins.

• Wear comfortable clothes. And shoes. Nothing worse than searching with heels on for a dead body in the woods.

• Coffee

• Bring a notebook, notepad, laptop, bar napkin – anything you can write on. No, there’s not a test afterward, but you will want to take notes on how to uncover that dead body in the woods. You know, just in case you’re ever in need of that information. Interesting conversation starter. Probably wouldn’t recommend it for a first date.

• Some classes are so popular, be prepared to sit on the floor. Wear deodorant.

• More vitamins

• Sleep aide to counter act all the vitamins and coffee. But not a real strong one. The buses leave at 7:30. In the morning. Yawn.

• More coffee

• Watch hours of cop shows on television so you’ll understand why Dave Pauly rolls his eyes when you mention one in class.

How to decompress:

• When you arrive home, walk the dog. Rub the cat (if allowed). Do anything necessary to return to your pre-WPA life.

• Attempt to take a much needed nap. After an hour of new plot twists slamming around inside your head, give up. Write down said plot twists.

• Check Facebook. Send friend requests to everyone you met at the academy. Except the bartender. They’d probably rather forget you.

• Reconnect with wife/husband/partner/kids and actually show interest in what they did while you were gone. While they’re talking, stop wondering if civilians can actually order a body bag from SIRCHE. I mean, seriously? What are you going to do with it?

• Re-watch hours of same cop shows and laugh. Then roll your eyes. Make Dave proud.

WPA instructor Dave Pauly and The Mayberry Deputy (actor David Browning)

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Today’s article was written by Lynn Chandler-Willis. Lynn is the author of the True Crime story, Unholy Covenant (Addicus Books, 2000, re-titled The Preacher’s Son and re-released by St. Martin’s) and the upcoming novel, The Rising (Pelican Book Group, 2013.) She’s the former owner/publisher of a small town newspaper where she came to truly believe fact is stranger than fiction. She was born, raised, and continues to live in North Carolina.
You can visit Lynn at www.lynncwillis.com
Andy Russell talks Garrity

Simply, Garrity is the equivalent to the Miranda Rights for an officer being questioned regarding actions, violation of department policy, or misconduct that may also result in criminal prosecution or departmental disciplinary action.

The Garrity rule goes by several different names, including, the Garrity Right, the Garrity Law, the Garrity Rule, the Garrity Advisement or the Garrity Warning. The name used is a matter of choice, depending entirely upon the region of the country, or the individual organization/agency.

An officer invoking the Garrity rule is bringing into play his or her right against self-incrimination when faced with having to answer questions about his/her activities in relation to their employment—questions that involve a violation of law or department polices, and/or, questions in relation to an administrative investigation involving a citizen-initiated complaint. Statements made after invoking Garrity may only be used for departmental investigation and administrative purposes, and not for criminal prosecution purposes, with some exception.

The Garrity Rule stems from the court case Garrity v. New Jersey, 385 U.S. 493 (1967), which was decided in 1966 by the United States Supreme Court. The case involved traffic-ticket-fixing.

Officers in the Garrity case were told they had to answer questions, an act that subjected them to criminal prosecution, which was a direct violation of the right against self-incrimination (their Fifth Amendment Rights). A refusal to answer questions, they were told, would result in the loss their jobs. The Court held that compelling officers to answer questions under the duress of “losing their jobs” and giving up their right against self-incrimination was coercive and therefore unconstitutional. Being a police officer does not require one to waive their Constitutional protections.  Police officers are citizens first, officer second.

There are two points under the Garrity rights:

First, if an officer is compelled to answer questions as a condition of employment, the officer’s answers and the fruits of those answers may not be used against the officer in a subsequent criminal prosecution. However, this protection may not cover other officers implicated by the officer being questioned. Only the officer(s) invoking their Garrity rights are protected from criminal prosecution.

Second, the department becomes limited as to what they may ask. Questions must be specifically, narrowly, and directly related to the officer’s job.  Also, the behaviors or actions must be governed by departmental policy, such as misconduct, failing to follow use of force policy, operation of a patrol vehicle (speeding), etc.  Yes, one’s actions can be justified under the law, as having the legal right to take an action, such as using force, but they still may be in violation of departmental policy dealing with how, when or the amount/type of force should be used and how it can be used..

You ask: How can this be? Answer: For example, officers may lawfully defend themselves against an attack. And, legally, they may use whatever force is necessary to stop the threat. However, individual department policy may limit which tools the officer may use in a given situation. For example, using a baton to strike an attacker may be perfectly acceptable in Department A. But what about other objects? Sure, using the baton is okay, since Department A’s officer-training covers the use of a baton as an impact weapon. But, if the Department A officer chooses to strike the suspect with an unauthorized tool, say, a Kel-light (aluminum flashlight), or a brick, the officer may very well be in violation of their agency’s policy  prohibiting striking with an object other than the “authorized” tools.

Thus, the basic idea of the Garrity Rights or Garrity Rule is that a department member may be compelled to give statements under threat of discipline or discharge but, those statements may not be used in the criminal prosecution of the officer giving the statement. Other officers may be subject to prosecution, as someone else, a second or third party, is not protected by the invoking officer’s use of Garrity.

*The Garrity Rule only protects a department member from criminal prosecution based upon statements he or she might make under threat of discipline or discharge, not a third party).

The Garrity Rule is not automatically triggered simply because questioning is taking place. An officer must ask for protections under Garrity.  If an officer is giving a written statement, the officer should insist that the Garrity Warning be typed into the body of the statement.  Many officers elect to consult with an attorney, or a union delegate before providing any statement. If the investigation is purely administrative (not criminal), the right to an attorney is not guaranteed.

Here is an example of an actual Garrity Warning used in some agencies when the investigation involves a criminal matter. An investigation covering an administrative matter, would not invoke the DA, or Miranda.  Remember, there is NO universal policy, or procedure, as long as the procedure used meets the element of the law/case law. Much like when officers provide Miranda Warnings to criminal suspects, many agencies use a “standardized” form for Garrity. Court say the rights (Garrity) must be given, but they did not demand that it be done in a particular format.  Also, if the investigation is of an administrative nature and criminal activity is discovered during the Garrity-covered questioning, those potentially incriminating statements cannot be used against the officer in future proceedings.

 

Garrity

(Note: Some agency might refer to these as “Administrative Rights”, rather than Garrity Rights, particularly if the statement/investigation is a departmental rule violation, rather than a criminal investigation.)

1.  I am being questioned as part of an investigation by this agency into potential violations of department rules and regulations, or for my fitness for duty. This investigation concerns

_ (the rule would be cited here, i.e.) Conduct unbecoming, a violation of Center City police Department Directive, 2.165: Conduct of Employees while on duty… sleeping on duty, etc…

2.  I have invoked my Miranda rights on the grounds that I might incriminate myself in a criminal matter. (Only used in an investigation involving criminal activity)

3.  I have been granted use immunity. No answer given by me, nor evidence derived from the answer, may be used against me in any criminal proceeding, except for perjury or false swearing.

(Only used in an investigation involving criminal activity)

4.  I understand that I must now answer questions specifically, directly and narrowly related to the performance of my official duties or my fitness for office.

5.  If I refuse to answer, I may be subject to discipline for that refusal which can result in my dismissal from this agency.

6.  Anything I say may be used against me in any subsequent department charges.

7.  I have the right to consult with a representative of my collective bargaining unit, or another representative of my choice, and have him or her present during the interview.

No. 7 is only for those states which are union shop states. It would not be part of a statement when an agency is in a right-to-work state, i.e. North Carolina.

Assistant Prosecutor/Deputy Attorney General Authorizing:  __________________________

(Would only be involved if a criminal violation was the focus of the investigation.)

Signature:________________________________

Date:_______________ Time:_____________

Location:_________________________________

Witnessed by:  ______________________________

______________________________

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Andy Russell served as a police officer for thirty years. Currently, he is an Associate Professor in Criminal Justice at Guilford Technical Community College. Andy has an Associates in Applied Science in Criminal Justice from the Community College of the Air Force, and a Bachelors in Applied Science in Justice Policies and Studies from Guilford College. Additionally, he has a Masters of Science in Adult Education & Leadership from North Carolina Agricultural &Technical State University. Andy received and maintains certifications in Advanced Law Enforcement and the Administrative Officers Management Program from North Carolina State University. He is a certified North Carolina Instructor in Basic Law Enforcement Training and Firearms. He is also a Certified Instructor in Chemical Munitions, O.C. Spray, Distraction Devices and Specialty Impact Munitions.

Andy Russell also serves as a Writers’ Police Academy instructor, teaching workshops on interview and interrogation, FATS, riot control, O.C. spray, and others.

Castle: Secret's Safe With Me

 

Let’s just say this episode was a little weird. Odd, even. But the Beckett/Castle relationship is going well, and that’s the main thing, right? So before I dig into the police procedure and equally bizarre forensics, let’s see what Melanie thought of this “eye” opening show. Melanie, are you there?

Melanie Atkins

This episode seemed kind of odd and convoluted, but most of it was about “stuff”. Alexis’ stuff, Kate’s stuff (hers had a whole different meaning to Rick, if you know what I mean), and the stuff inside the storage unit he bought. Even Gates got into the act by liking those creepy little dolls. And apparently, people with stuff have secrets. Rick and Kate have a secret, too. Their relationship. So far, no one else knows… or so they think.

When the show opens, Alexis is boxing up everything she owns in preparation for moving into her dorm room at Columbia University. Who takes all that stuff to college? No one I know, but then again, this is TV. While Martha and Rick are helping Alexis pack, Martha lets Rick know she knows about him and Kate, and she urges him to tell Alexis. How did Martha find out? She says, “A mother always knows”, but my guess is that she saw Kate in the closet that day when she came home unexpectedly. Rick does tell Alexis, and she is less than pleased. Or is she?

Rick truly believes his daughter doesn’t like Kate — that Alexis believes Kate might replace her  in her father’s heart– and he tells Kate. She offers to talk to Alexis, but he says no. Turns out that was a good idea, because later in the show we learn Alexis wasn’t upset about their relationship after all. No, she was more worried about leaving home, because her dad wouldn’t be there if she needed him. I can see that happening, I guess, but when I went to college I couldn’t wait to move into the dorm. Alexis’ father is Rick Castle, however. He’s not only been her dad, but also her playmate and her best friend. They’ve played laser tag, built forts, and practiced fencing together since she was little. So now, she’s having trouble dealing. She even got him to look under her bed to check for monsters one last time, and I thought that was sweet.

Back to the stuff. Rick finds a funny little stick man in Kate’s desk, and she doesn’t want to talk about it — even when he surmises that it’s the victim of a murder at a stickman convention. That made me laugh out loud! Later, though, Kate tells him how she got the stick man… a very sweet story involving her dad and a trip to Coney Island after her mother’s funeral. In my opinion, her sharing this story with him was another milestone in their relationship. Kate is opening up more and more.

Then they shake hands. A very sensual handshake in lieu of kissing in the precinct. A handshake that in my opinion should have drawn more attention than any kiss. Wow. Talk about sparks… That was nice, but I wanted another actual kiss like we got last week — not all of the almost kisses we got because they were always together at the precinct and never at home. They’re still together, though, and appear to be going strong. So I’m happy.

The promo for next week’s episode made me smile as well. Rick and Kate go to the Hamptons for a romantic weekend that, of course, is cut short thanks to a murder — but maybe we’ll at least get a few kisses.

Lee Lofland

Okay, before I start I want to remind everyone why I do the review of the police procedure and forensics. So please read this disclaimer before sending the scores of hate mail I normally receive after these reviews are posted. Of course, I do find many of them as entertaining as the show, such as this charmer from last week, “You’re an idiot and don’t know what you’re talking about. Instead of relying on guesses and information you’re surely reaching to outer space for, you really should buy a book on police procedure and READ IT before writing another one of your misinformed reviews.”

Really? Did you really and truly go there? Read a book on police procedure? Me? Why, I think that’s a great idea. In fact, I’ll just reach right over to my bookshelf and…hmm…let’s see…which book should I pick? Yes, here’s one on police procedure. Who’s the author? Oh yeah…ME!

Anyway, I like the show and I think the characters are fun, for the most part, especially the core four—Beckett, Castle, Ryan, and Espo. But I write the reviews on police procedure because a group of mystery writers (also fans of the show) asked me to point out the incorrect police procedure and forensics so they wouldn’t make the same mistakes in their work. So that’s how and why this review came to be. I know the show is fiction, and to the Lanie worshipers who write me regularly, yes, I know Lanie does not practice voodoo in real life (and you do realize Lanie is a fictional character, right?).

Okay, enough of that. On with this episode…

Lanie – “Victim died from a single gunshot wound to the chest.” Well, there’s no way to determine that until autopsy. Although, it would be a great guess given the bullet wound and amount of blood at the scene, but still impossible to determine for sure at that point. And, it’s darn near impossible to determine the caliber of the round at that point.

– Lanie holds up an evidence bag containing an intact round, casing and bullet. Now, I don’t mean to be picky, but normally (ALWAYS) a bullet separates from the brass when the round is fired. The bullet travels away from the weapon, leaving the brass behind. So, unless the killer manually inserted this bullet into the body of his/her victim…Well, you get the idea. Besides, where did Lanie get the bullet? Did she dig into the victim’s chest to retrieve it on scene? Silly. Just plain silly.

– Bloodstain patterns/spatter on the victim’s face and neck were not consistent with the gunshot wound. Well, unless she’d been standing on her head when the bullet struck the flesh, that is.

– Lanie is a one-stop-shop for all things forensic. I realize the writers use her as an information dump to dish out clues, but why don’t they do it in a way that’s believable? Make her a scientist or a lab rat, or any other character who’d have the skills and knowledge to determine and report findings such as fingerprints and DNA. M.E.’s are NOT fingerprint examiners. Nor do they conduct DNA testing. Sure, they’ll collect samples, but those samples are sent to labs for testing—labs with scientists who are trained to run the appropriate tests.

For Lanie to say she found a partial print on a shell casing is ridiculous. The casing would have been collected at the scene by CSI’s or detectives and then sent to a fingerprint expert at the lab. Then, the expert would submit results/findings back to the investigator. What would work just fine for this show, though, would be to have Lanie simply say something like, “Billy Bob in the lab says he found a print on the casing, and it’s not a match to anything they have on file.”

– Just for fun… Why did Castle need to break open the doll to retrieve the contents from inside? How’d the bad guy get those things in there in the first place? The doll wasn’t broken then, I wouldn’t think? Just a thought.

Okay, the glass eye thing was just plain stupid. Didn’t make sense. Didn’t fit the story. And, well, think about it… A man is driving along and rear-ends the car in front, killing the two occupants. He gets out to see what he’s done, when suddenly his glass eye pops out and rolls away. So he leaves the scene of the crime, with one eye open and the other closed. Then, years later, out of nowhere, someone breaks into the house where the hit-and-running, one-eyed-guy works as a butler. And what does the thief steal? Yep, the butler’s spare eye. So the butler a-s-s-u-m-e-s the theft is related to the accident and then kills everyone related to the past crime, hoping to retrieve the evidence (the lost eyeball) linking him to the deaths.

And, of course, super-voodoo Lanie has found DNA on the original glass eye (the one lost at the accident scene) and matched it to the butler’s DNA. Well, where did she get the butler’s DNA to use for comparison to the DNA she (which is ridiculous for a M.E. to do to start with) says she found on the lost, but now found, glass eye? And, what about…

Okay, that’s enough. I quit. No more. This one gave me a headache.

*By the way, there was a bonus in this episode for Writers’ Police Academy attendees, and that was a funny line delivered by Beckett when she and her team found one of their “red-herring” suspects in the back of a van, using a grinder to open a stolen safe.

Beckett – “Take your hand off your tool, Marco.”

WPA recruits will get it…right, guys?

Michelle Johnson: Undercover

I didn’t know what I was in for when I signed up for the Writer’s Police Academy, only that it looked like a ton of fun and that I would be able to experience a lot of new things. I left with a lot of new story ideas, some new friends, and a much deeper understanding of the life of law enforcement officers and the decisions with which they are faced.

During one session, I sat in the room with a retired undercover narcotics officer. I thought, ‘Hey, I’m undercover, too. It’s almost the same thing.’ You see, I didn’t tell anyone I was a literary agent. I went there for me, as a writer and as a person who has always had an intense fascination with the workings of the system, not to scout potential clients.

The undercover officer went on to explain how he had to camouflage himself to look like a junkie, how he had to go into incredibly volatile situations with a clunky wire strapped to his back and no weapon to try to buy drugs and bring the bad guys down.

‘Sure,’ I thought, ‘I could be found out, too. It would be nearly as dangerous – all those authors, and just me, one agent, sure to be swarmed and not even be able to go to the bathroom without a manuscript sliding under the wall of the stall.’ All those writer junkies. We’ve all heard the stories, right?

Well the funny thing was, everybody else there was just like me. Wanting to blend in, to observe, and to learn everything they could. I didn’t tell many people who I was and almost nobody asked. It was a bizarre twist of “Don’t ask, don’t tell.”

With good reason. With so many professionals around, giving us their time, experience, and knowledge, all anyone wanted to do was pay attention. And pay attention we did.

The first session I attended was “Human Trafficking.” I thought it would be a great plot or subplot in one of my Detective duo’s future books. Now I think it will be the main story.The hard realities I learned in that class will stay with me forever, as will the haunted look in the instructor’s eyes. I know he didn’t burden us with the harshest realities of his job, but you could see it written all over his face. The few things he did share will stay with me forever.

Waiting to enter the FATS room

During my Fire Arms Training Simulator (FATS) session, I had to face an eleven-year-old girl armed with a shotgun and aimed it directly at my partner. In a millisecond I had to choose between shooting a child and the death of my partner. Just like that.

I took the shot.

You can’t truly understand what that horrifying moment is like, until you have to make that choice yourself.

I’ll be going back next year for sure. Experiences like that combined with the insight offered by the instructors are priceless, and I have been forever changed by all of it. Maybe I’ll get in on the prison tour and the driving simulator. Even if I don’t, I know I’ll get my money’s worth, and then some.

As an agent, the one thing I did learn is that if I get a query in for a mystery, detective novel, or any fiction involving law enforcement, and that writer tells me that they attended the WPA, it will mean something to me.

It will mean that author is serious about their work, willing to do the research, and probably has a lot of unique insight woven throughout their novel. And that will definitely get them a closer look.

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Michelle L. Johnson fills many shoes in the literary world.

She is a literary agent. She is a Jr. Literary Agent working with and learning the business from Marisa Corvisiero, Esq. at the Corvisiero Literary Agency.

She is an author. Her debut novel, The Footloose Killer was released March 2012. She is working on the sequel, and has several other writing projects on the go.

She is an editor. Working with other authors coaching and collaborating is something Michelle excels at, and works with both independent clients as well as a small, independent press and a small publishing house.

 

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