The Task Force Scandal

When I first heard this story, and confirmed it with two other parties, I still had a difficult time believing it. It was like a sad, comedy character in a TV sitcom.

The story might have never come out to the public attention, except for a blog that captured the details as they happened. The blog author called him “Task Force”. His co-workers on the Bulverde Police Department nicknamed him “Felonius Maximus“, but everyone else called him Officer Walker.

Every hero in a good story has a character flaw, and Officer Walker only had two: women and money. He never seemed to have enough of either, and would use one to get the other.

The Loans

Although Walker had a live-in girlfriend, he was always on the prowl for a new and different side chick. One mistake was choosing a girlfriend who was a great blog author. His “Modus Operandi” was to woo the girl, telling her that he was a deep undercover narcotics detective, and then after the relationship began, and she would develop feelings, he would give her a sob story about needing money because of a bounced check, and if he didn’t pay it off, there would be a warrant for his arrest. With sufficient sympathy, the side chick would loan him the money, and he would be gone; off to find the next side chick.

The “loans wouldn’t always be small. The girl who was a blog writer loaned him several thousand dollars. Her blog talks about tracking him down, and coming face to face with his live-in girlfriend, and the fireworks that ensued.

I wish the story ended there, but it doesn’t. This writer found 3 different side chicks who loaned and lost money to this scam artist. He also convinced local business owners to loan him money. We may never know how many women loaned him money.

Chief and City Council Knew

His co-workers were embarrassed and ashamed of his behavior. Eventually, the story was shared with some of the city council members. Many people figured he might lose his job over it, but he only received a small slap on the wrist and told “don’t do that again”

Although his victims were mad, none of them were mad enough to file an official complaint, so like many things at the BPD, it was swept neatly under the rug and hidden from the public. Until now… Here is the blog that the victim wrote. We have combined all the blog entries together. You’ll notice that she writes that he would visit her while he was on duty.

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Task Force part 1

Let me start by saying this: My relationship with Task Force lasted for 6 months. In that time frame A LOT of stuff happened, so I will be writing this one in parts. Now you may think you will know how this one ends, but trust me it only gets worse.
Let’s begin at the beginning. I introduce to you “Task Force”. 
 
It had been 3 months since the incident with Scary White when I had called the police on him. To be honest I hadn’t really thought twice about that one officer since the day I got off the phone with him. One day at work I noticed those same two officers were inside my HEB. I looked up from my register and saw Task Force smiling at me. I awkwardly smiled back because I really wasn’t sure if it was actually at me or not, but then he waved. I waved back. Another cashier stepped in to relieve me for my break, so I went outside. While I was sitting at the picnic table I noticed the two officers walking over to where I was at. I said hello and Task Force just sat down at the table with me. The other one leaned up against the tree and didn’t say much. Task Force started asking me how I had been, how school was, how I liked A&M, how was my summer, etc. I was a little shocked at all the personal details he remembered about me. A little flattered too. My break was over and I had to go back inside. 
When I got home from work that evening I told my mom how I had run into them. Then without even realizing it I said, “I think I may have a little crush on Officer Task Force”. She laughed a little and told me I should see if he has a Facebook. Really? Now I am not always the brightest person in the room, but it just seems wrong to Facebook stalk a police officer. Especially when it is the officer who showed up to respond to your stalking call. I didn’t ponder on that for very long and decided it was a good idea. I mean really let’s face it…It’s not like I can get any more single by doing it. Sure enough…there he was! It took about 30 minutes of convincing me that this was normal, okay well maybe not normal, but at least ok to do. I sent the request along with a short message just to make myself look a little crazier than I already did by finding him. About an hour went by and I checked my Facebook…ok really I was checking it like every 10 minutes…he responded! I was so nervous to read what he said. I also half expected have the police at my door. This is what he wrote:
 Hi
Ok so I was a little surprised to get a request from you. So I really hope this does not freak you out or make u uncomfortable. But what would you say to maybe us having dinner or something? If you say no I understand, but wanted to ask. 
Say WHAT?!?! Holy moly it worked. I was so excited. I didn’t want him to think I was too eager so I of course waited about 25 seconds before I responded with a yes, yes, yes. But seriously, I gave him my number and told him to give me a call sometime. He called me the next night and asked if I minded if he stopped by my house. Maybe I should mention this was also at like 10:30 at night. I found that a little odd, but as I would do with every other red flag, I just buried it…deep deep down. We stood out in my driveway from 11 pm till 3 am. We had the best conversation. We talked about everything. I told him straight up that I always swore I would never date a police officer. They tend to have bad reps with cheating and all kinds of stuff. I saw what my dad did to my mom and I have seen in others too and I just figure it’s best to stay away. He said he understood, but that his dad did the same thing and he has made it a point to not be anything like his father. He doesn’t believe in cheating and he would never do that. Oh ok..you must be different. How about I just believe everything you are telling me and continue. Then he leaned in and kissed me. I backed away because as I have said before I do not kiss on the first date. I told him that too. He said he understood and then kissed me again. Ugh!!! He said he had to go and that he would call me tomorrow. 
It’s hard to convey the way Task Force was when I first met him. He was smooth, charming, and he knew just what to say. He used this to his advantage more than I realized. Two weeks into seeing him he made the comment one night on the phone, “must be nice to be rich”. I told him I had no idea what he was talking about and I was far from rich. He said, “Yeah right. Hey can I borrow $1000?” Ok now I know what you are thinking. But seriously…I really thought he was just kidding around with me. I asked him why he needed that much money and he said if someone he cared about needed to borrow money he wouldn’t ask why, he would just give it to them. We changed the subject and it didn’t get brought up again so really I just assumed it was a joke.  
We began this weird pattern of seeing and talking to each other. He never took me out. I only saw him after 10 pm, unless he came by my house while he was working. For the longest time I joked saying that I am sure my neighbors probably think something is always wrong at our house since we have a cop car in the drive way 3 days a week. I thought it was weird. He would come inside and just hang out in the living room and talk with my mom and me until he got a call. Sometimes he would be there for an hour or more. His reasoning for not being able to take me out was because not only was he an officer, but he also worked for the Task Force for Comal County. He explained to me that he did undercover surveillance work on drug busts and gangs and stuff. It was always at night. This to me made sense. I didn’t know any better. He also told me since it was undercover work he was not allowed to have his phone go off, so I couldn’t call or text him. I questioned him on that many times; he never really gave me a straight answer. I just didn’t get how he let everyone know when he was working task force not to call or text him. Trust me I know it was weird to me too. Sometimes he would call me when he and his partner were grabbing dinner. I recall one night he called when they going through a drive through. This conversation may not seem important now, but it will make you think later. This is how it went, roughly:
Task Force: Hey sweetie I just wanted to call and say hi. Sully and I are picking up dinner at a drive through. Guess what? 
Me: What
Task Force: Sully’s letting me drive the van tonight. 
Me: Wow…are you usually not allowed???
Task Force: Yeah he is the one who is supposed to drive it when we are out patrolling. Well, I just wanted to call real quick and say hi and I am thinking about you and I miss you so much…hang on just a second….what’s that Sully? Aw man you are such a jerk. Why do you always have to give me such a hard time?
Me: What? What? What did he just say? Did he just say something about me?
Task Force: Well he just said that I am pretty whipped since I am always calling to check in with you every chance I get and how I am always telling you how much I care about you and miss you. He’s just messing with me.
Me: Oh ok…wow he must be a really soft spoken guy.
Task Force: Yup…well ok I gotta go. We gotta get back to our spot. Miss you and talk to you later!
From September through December we kept this same routine. He always had a sob story for not having any money or how he was going to lose his job for one thing or another. He had this way of just making me feel sorry for him. He seemed like one of those guys that just couldn’t catch a break. Sometimes on days he was working he would text me if he was at the gas station and tell me to meet him up there. His partner would always tease me and him and say that I was stalking him. It really got under my skin and I told Task Force I didn’t like it and he needed to clear it up. He said he did and that his partner wouldn’t say that stuff anymore. I would later find out that it was Task Force telling him that I was stalking him, but we will get to that later.
At the beginning of December he came to my house one day and started crying. He had been in a foul mood most of the day so I already knew something was wrong. He told me that a few years ago he had written a hot check and there was a warrant out for him. They were doing a hot check round up. He said he owed $2000 and if he didn’t pay it he was going to lose his job. I knew he didn’t have the money. He had already told me he was 4 months behind on his truck payment. I was talking to my mom about it and she said she had a lot of work around the house that needed to be done. She would give him the money (It went down to $1300 after a court date) if promised to do the work. He was very appreciative of it and did not have any problem accepting it. The next week he showed up at our house to do some of the work in a brand new truck. He said his old one was repossessed and his brother put down $10,000 on a new one for him. That’s a nice brother. Now I am not stupid. But any time I questioned him about it, he would just get angry and it would turn into an argument. 
It was Christmas time and I really wanted him to meet the rest of my family. I knew he was working Christmas day, but he told me he would stop by my cousin’s house for a little while to say hi and meet everyone. While we were all standing around talking, I asked him if he wanted to go to the movies with me and my family after he got off work. He told me he had to work task force. I was really beginning to hate that phrase. I heard it ALL the time. I said, “They are really making you work on Christmas night? You had to work last night too.” His response was classic. “Crime doesn’t take a holiday.” Wow yeah I guess I didn’t stop to look at it that way. I found it a little fishy, but he was my boyfriend. You’re not supposed to think your boyfriend is lying straight to your face. 
New Year’s Eve came around and yup, you guessed he had to work task force. He called me around 11:30 pm to say hi and that he missed me. Now here where he slipped up that I actually noticed. He called and told me that they had just stopped to go to the bathroom. When we were getting off the phone he said, “Well, I gotta go back inside before I get in trouble.”  I said, “Oh inside the bathroom?” I was seriously confused. He said, “What are you talking about? Hey I gotta go. I gotta go. I will call you tomorrow.” And he hung up. The next day I didn’t hear from him until well after 1 am. It was just a text and he was asking if I could call and make sure he was awake for work Monday morning. This was something I NEVER should have started with him. Every day he worked he would ask me to call and wake him up. He wouldn’t get home for working task force until 2 sometimes 3 in the morning and then he would call me. So I would wake up at 4:30 am to call him and make sure he was up. I often wonder what he did for an alarm clock before and after me. Anyway, he started getting really grumpy all the time and weird. One day in the middle of January he showed up at my house and he started crying (this was not uncommon) and telling me that he was afraid he was falling in love with me and he didn’t want to hurt me. He said he needed a couple days to figure things out. So I said I would give him some time. The next day he randomly showed up at my house again. He said he wanted to check on me to make sure I was ok. I was a little confused since he was the one who needed the time…not me. This time he told me that he was volunteering through task force to go to work a special mission for the border. I asked him how long it would be for and he said he didn’t know, but it could be anywhere from 1 week to a month. Don’t get me wrong I was definitely sad he might be leaving, but so confused at how he didn’t have all the information. I really was beginning to wonder what exactly was going on with him….To Be Continued

Task Force Part 2

Throughout January, Task Force and I had our ups and downs. He continued with his story of being about to lose his job for something and also still saying he was going to work task force on the border, but never knew when he would be leaving. The first week of February he stopped by my house unexpectedly to talk. He told me that he needed some time again away from us. My response was, “I have never been with a guy before that has needed so much time apart. You really need to get things figured out.” He agreed and stressed to me that we were not breaking up, but that he just needed a couple days to himself. I gave it to him. Looking back I realize he was always asking me for stuff. Whether it was time, money, company, or back rubs. And might I add this guy had so much tension in his back. I should have taken it as a sign. You would be that tense too if you lived a life of nothing but lies. 
Valentine’s Day was approaching and I wanted to do something nice for him. I made him a CD of songs that reminded me of him and wrote out the lyrics to one in particular by Third Day called, “When the Rain Comes”. I gave it to him the week before because I was going to be in College Station that weekend. He loved it! He of course apologized for not having anything for me because he had no money. I told him I understood and I wasn’t expecting anything. The Friday before Valentine’s Day I was at the radio station. I was doing an internship for KJ*97 and I remember it like it was yesterday. My text message went off and it was him. I opened up the message and this is what I read. 
“I am not trying to sound like an ass, but for the record we are not together. I am working security for the grand opening of the HEB plus and I don’t appreciate having people come up to me while I am in uniform asking if I am your boyfriend or husband or whatever. Again, not trying to sound rude.”
I was confused and hurt. I felt my eyes stinging with tears, but couldn’t cry because I was sitting in the station. I looked up at Jamie and said, “I think I just got dumped in a text message.” I felt my heart crack. It was the worst feeling ever, but then I felt something else. It was anger. I sent him a message back that said, “I can’t control what people say to you and I was under the impression that we were together seeing as how you made it very clear the other day that we weren’t breaking up, but thanks for clearing it up for me now. Oh and by the way…you did sound like an ass.” 
My weekend in College Station couldn’t have come at a better time. I needed to get away from him and everything. He wound up texting me the day I left to come back home to apologize for what he had said. Stupidly I accepted it and we just picked up like nothing ever happened. He continued to come over or we would meet at the gas station to talk. One day we met and he of course started crying and apologizing that he wasn’t a better boyfriend. I just told him to do what he needed to do. 
By now it was March and I was going on a Disney cruise the week of my 31st birthday. I saw him the day before I left and he told me he would be here when I got back, but for me to have fun because I deserved it. I went on my cruise and had a blast! I was able to leave everything behind and not stress about Task Force. I had no way to communicate with the outside world and it was amazing! The last morning of my cruise was a Thursday and I woke up docked back in Florida. When I turned my phone on I had so many text messages. Most of them were Facebook from people telling me Happy Birthday. I noticed one was a message from Task Force. I immediately thought that he had remembered my birthday and was writing me a birthday message. I was so happy and I quickly opened it. Boy was I wrong. Now keep in mind the last message I had sent him on there was talking about helping to find him an inexpensive new phone. I should also mention he never confirmed my friendship on Facebook. I was fixing to learn why.
Why would he need a phone he has one?!
Sincerely his gf! 
About ten million different emotions raced through my veins all at once. I immediately got out of bed, went out on the balcony and called him. It was 6 am in San Antonio, but I didn’t care if he was asleep or not. He answered and I asked him why I was getting a message from his Facebook from a girl claiming to be his girlfriend. He told me I needed to calm down and it wasn’t what I thought. He then proceeded to tell me that he went to a friend’s party last night and they all had a little too much to drink. Sully, his task force partner got his cell phone and went and sent messages to a bunch of people in his inbox. He said the guy even sent one to his mom telling her that he was coming out of the closet and didn’t want to hide being gay anymore. He assured me he would never cheat on me like that and that he needed me to believe him. I told him ok and we would talk about it when I got home. 
Something didn’t sit right about the whole thing. For the past 6 months I had ignored so many red flags with him and I was realizing at that very moment they may all be coming back to bite me in the rear. I spent 9 hours in a car with my aunt and two of my cousin’s friends. They had no idea what was going on. I just kept playing things over and over in my head. 9 hours of not being able to talk about it was nothing compared to what I was fixing to experience. 
When we got to the hotel my phone went off as we were getting in the elevator. It was a message from a girl name Jennifer. It said:
So did you figure out why my bf needs a phone or why he needs help with money-cause I’d love to know if his story and yours match.
There it was again. That surge of emotions. Mostly anger. I sent him a text asking why I just got a message from some girl name Jennifer claiming to be his girlfriend. He immediately called me. He started off the conversation by telling me that he couldn’t talk long because he was working task force. Blah blah blah. I told him that he better start telling me the truth. He said, “This is something that I am very ashamed of but was going to talk to you about at some point. I just didn’t know how or when.” He then went on to tell me that Jennifer was an ex and she turned into a crazy stalker. He was friends with her in high school and was the best man in her wedding. She married a friend of his. Over time they developed feelings for each other and started sleeping with each other. Yeah that’s right…she was married. He explained it didn’t last long and when he finally broke it off she went crazy and has tried to do everything in her power to keep him from being happy. He said Jennifer did the same thing to the last girl he dated, except she found out the girls number and started harassing her. When I questioned him on how she sent me a message from his Facebook, he told me she hacks into it. He said this is why I never added you as a friend because I didn’t want any of this to happen to you. He kept telling me over and over how much he cared about me and that he needed me to trust him. 
I honestly didn’t know what to think. Everything was a blur. I was sitting in the bathroom in my hotel room that I was sharing with 3 other people who were just on the other side of the door. All they could hear was crying and yelling. I didn’t know what I was going to say when I walked out, but I knew I needed to say something. I felt like the past 24 hours had been an emotional roller coaster ride that I was stuck on. I sat in the bathroom and just cried. It was the first moment I had to myself, but still no one to talk about it with. I slowly opened the door and all eyes were on me. I mumbled something about a fight with my boyfriend and walked out the door. The next day we drove the rest of the way home. I had so much festering inside of me by this point I felt like I was going to explode. I remember getting in my car and driving off from my aunt’s house and I just screamed. I let out everything I had been forced to hold in and it turned into crying. I had felt my heart breaking and couldn’t do anything for it. My soul has seen too much damage in one lifetime and I feel like even though I should be used to it, it never gets easier. At 31 I still hurt as much as I did at 21.  I cried the majority of my two and half hour ride home. By the time I got home I felt empty. I felt like a shell just walking around. I didn’t know what to think or who to believe,
Sunday night I saw Task Force. He stopped by my house because I told him I needed to talk to him. I told him that now it was my turn. I needed some time to think about things. He told me that if I trusted him then there shouldn’t be anything to think about. I reminded him that the 20 times he said needed time I graciously gave it to him without hesitation. I told him I think it would be best if we didn’t talk for a while, He said ok and kissed me good bye. I wish that I could say my story ends here with him, but it doesn’t. I thought things were bad now? I had no idea what was waiting for me around the corner. I guess every town has an obligatory psychotic jack-ass. He’s ours….

Task Force Part 3

Hang on…it’s about to be a bumpy life.
It was the morning after I had told Task Force we needed to not talk for a while and I was at the radio station. I received a message from Task Force on Words with Friends. I found it to be very odd for him to start a game with me and send a message since I had just told him the night before that we should take some time from each other. I opened the message and it said, “Rough night. I really need to talk to you. Can you call me?” REALLY????? Against my better judgment I called. It rang for a while and then went to voice mail. I left a message just saying I was a little concerned and for him to call me back. As I was starting to go inside my phone rang and I looked down at it. It was him calling…or so I thought. I quickly picked up and said hello. The voice on the other end was not him. Although at times his can be confused for a female voice I was sure this was a girl.
Especially since she started with, “I wanna know why you are calling my boyfriend.” I said, “Well to be honest technically you sent me a message to call him and really you called me just now, so you may wanna rephrase your question.”
Then she said, “Are you sleeping with my boyfriend?” My response was, “How long have y’all been together?” She said, “13 years give or take.” 
“Really? 13 years? This is great. This is just great. I had no idea he had a girlfriend. To be honest he told me you were a crazy ex that was stalking him. I cannot believe this!!!!”
I hear her yell out for him to wake up and then I hear her hit him. He screamed…like a girl…and I am sure started crying. Then I hear her yell, “Task Force, she wants to know why you told her you didn’t have a girlfriend. Maybe you should talk to her.”
Then the phone went silent and I couldn’t hear anything after some muffled noises. This was really disappointing because I gotta be honest…I kinda wanted to hear how it ended on their end. She seemed PRETTY pissed. I would later learn she had absolutely no reason to be. Misery loves company. 
I had no idea what to think or do. I couldn’t even cry I was so angry. I left and started to drive home. About 30 minutes later my phone started blowing up from a blocked number. I wouldn’t answer it. I had no desire to talk to her and especially not until I talked to him. He called me about an hour later. He told me that he was trying to tell her to leave him alone and he fell asleep on her couch while he was there. Hahahahahahaha!!!!! My response, “How stupid do you think I am?!?!?” He told me not to answer her calls and that he would take care of it.
The next day I went to his house to talk to him. Now, by this point I am actually starting to think he might be a little crazy and I was a bit nervous going over there. I was on the phone with my friend when I got there and asked her to stay on the line just in case. I knocked on the door. No answer. I called him. He answered pretty gruffly and I said, “Are you really sleeping right now??? I’m outside.” He opened the door and hesitantly walked in. Ok, so I am standing in his entry way at this point and he sits down on his stairs and just looks at me. I stated the obvious, “So…you have a girlfriend.” He said, “I don’t have a girlfriend” Me, “Ummm ya I don’t really think you can pass her off as the crazy ex anymore. You’re busted. She is your girlfriend.” Again he said, “She is NOT my girlfriend!” 
Here we were standing face to face and he still wouldn’t, no couldn’t admit he was caught in a lie. I said, “Task Force, she is obviously your girlfriend and I would appreciate you not insulting my intelligence by thinking that I would believe otherwise.”
Now let me just say what happened next is exactly why I had my phone backup. Although looking back I guess there is nothing she would have been able to do if it got too bad, except call the police. Oh great…ya…bring more of those around. Anyway, he quickly stood up while yelling (and crying) at the top of his lungs. “HOW CAN SHE BE MY GIRLFRIEND WHEN SHE IS STILL MARRIED!?!?!?!” Then I see a fist flying. Thankfully he swung past me and hit the wall instead. Ya, buddy you are real tough. From then on it was him sobbing about how he was such a horrible person and he knows what he is doing is wrong and….oh yeah, like this really mattered at this point, but he still cared about me so much. Ummmm yikes! 
So as I slowly started backing up so as not to disturb the beast again, he said, “Well you better go. I need to finish packing.” I said, “Oh, so now that the jig is up, you are moving in with her? Gosh Task Force that’s really nice of her.” He said, “No. I have to go turn in my uniform at the station. They fired me.” I probably should have felt bad, but all I said was, “Wow, your day just keeps getting worse huh?” Then he started crying again and going on about how he wanted me to leave so he could do what would make everyone happy. I asked him what he meant and he said, “Maybe I will just end it all so no one has to deal with me anymore.” Okay…then I felt a little bad about the last comment. I said, “Task Force, do you think killing yourself will solve any problems. Don’t you think there are people here who love and care about you? Just quit lying, be a man, and quit cheating on your girlfriend!” He promised me he wouldn’t do anything stupid and so I turned to leave.
As I was walking out the door I turned around and said, “Hey.” You would have thought I said rot in hell because he yelled back, “GOD WHAT?!?!” I said, “You know what. Never mind.” Then amidst his tears he started apologizing and asking me to come back and tell him what I was going to say. I turned around and as much as I hate to admit it, I said, “I was going to tell if you feel like you are getting to that point where you want to take your life, call me, but at this point I don’t care what you do.” I made sure to wave at the neighbor who was staring at us as I walked down the driveway. I know what you are wondering about all of this.
I get in my car and as I am driving away so angry, but not crying, my phone rings. It was Task Force. I rejected it a few times and finally answered. He said, “Hey I just wanted to call and make sure you aren’t mad at me.” I’m sorry what????? Really? Nah…I’m totally down with my boyfriend having another girlfriend and lying to me about everything. I told him, “Task Force, I think I have every reason to be mad at you right now.” He said he just really needed me to trust him. I eventually just hung up. I was beyond angry at this point and on top of that…his girlfriend kept calling me!!!!! 
He made sure that I promised him I would not talk to her. I didn’t have any desire to talk to her, so it was easy for me to tell him I wouldn’t. I didn’t plan on it, but I was also tired of her calling. She had also sent me a message on Facebook that said:
“I’m so sorry for ruining your day I know it wasnt a good day for me either. He says you knew about me he tried to befriend you and you started liking him so he backed away. When I first found the messages from you about the phone I found messages from 2 other girls one I knew about the other well there was another. I confronted him he said I didn’t need to worry about you you were the daughter of a lady he was doing work for and you were just trying to help him out we agreed to no passwords and I knew he would delete messages and logout of his fb (he did) and u r not programmed but I saw he called early am last night and then I knew he would forget about words conversations so I checked and I would have believed him had you not responded  then when u called and I heard the vm I knew he was lying. He and I have been together off and on for 13 years but these last few it’s been a forever thing I thought we were past all of this. I was wrong but he and I have a strong love and have been through a lot and I believe in us so just like before we will get through this. Again I’m sorry for the bad day. If you have any questions feel free to ask.”
Because I am an honest person, I sent him a text telling him that I would be talking to her, mainly just to ask her to stop calling me. He freaked out and said well you leave me no choice, but to go back on my word. This meaning…he was threatening to end his life again. Attention getter!! 
Ironically a few minutes later his girlfriend called. And boy did we have a good conversation.

Task Force Part 4

We last left off just as I was fixing to talk to his girlfriend on the phone.
I hung up on Task Force and he called me back about 5 or 6 times back to back. I ignored all of the calls. I decided it would just be best if I responded to the Facebook message his girlfriend had sent me seeing as how I didn’t have her number. As fate would have it, as soon as I started to type she called me so I answered. 
She started off by asking me what I was doing to her boyfriend and why was he so upset. I told her the only way I would have a conversation with her was if she calmed down, stopped yelling at me, and listened to what I had to say. I think informed her that Task Force and I had been together for 6 months. She couldn’t believe it. She told me that he has cheated on her many times before, but she usually catches him with in the first few weeks. I’m sorry what?!?! This is a normal thing and she is dumb enough to forgive him and take him back every time he does it???? My level of feeling sorry for her just dropped like ten notches. This is what I said to her:
“Look I don’t know you and I don’t know your complete relationship with him, but I do know this: You are far better than to stay with someone and allow them to cheat on you all the time. The fact is you have a son that you allow Task Force to be involved in his life. If you don’t have any respect for yourself, that’s one thing, but I would hope you have more respect and concern for your child than to stay with someone who is so unstable. Task Force has obviously proven that he will always cheat on you. See, the thing is, by you taking him back every single time, you are telling him that it is ok. You are part of this monster that he has become. Yes he is cheating on you and no that is not ok, but he is telling these girls he is single. He is hurting one girl right after another and you are partially to blame for that. You don’t have to respect what I am telling you and you don’t have to take my advice, but for your child’s sake, I hope you do. Bottom line…you are still married and your son knows that. Kids aren’t stupid. He has to be so confused.”
She actually agreed with what I said…not that it mattered…and she told me Task Force was calling on the other line. I held on the line for a few minutes and then she clicked back over. This is what she said:
“I know I have no right to ask you this but, he called me crying (big surprise) saying he was just gonna take care of everything and do what he needed to do. I am really worried about him, but I have my son with me and I don’t want to take him over there to make sure everything is ok. Would you mind going and checking on him?”
Is she serious?!?!?! I asked her if there was anyone she could leave her son with and she said no. Against my better judgment I went. I figured that things couldn’t possibly get any worse. I started to drive over there and Task Force called me. I told him his girlfriend wanted me to come check on him. He said he was fine. We got off the phone, but I still kept driving. By the time I got there he was gone. I called her to let her know he wasn’t there, and while I was on the phone he called me. I told her to hold on and I clicked over. He said he wanted to call and assure me he was ok and that he was going to his brothers because his brother was usually good at calming him down when he gets like this. I just told him ok and hung up. I clicked back over and told her what the deal was. She told me his was calling on the other line and put me on hold. When she came back she told me he just told her the exact same thing he had told me. She and I talked for a few more minutes and then asked me if I wanted to come back. I gotta be honest I was pretty hesitant at first, but at the same time I did have a lot of questions. 
We sat outside on her front porch and talked for a couple hours. I asked her about the debt he was in. I asked her about working task force. I also asked her what her plans were now. She told me that as far as she knows he is not in debt and none of his trucks have ever been repossessed. She wondered how he had come into so much money, but she never asked. She said that usually when they go out she pays, but only because she makes like three times his salary. She said there were a few times where he took her out, which she thought was weird, but he said he had gotten the money from working odd jobs. I just looked at her with a straight face and said, “You’re welcome.” She apologized over and over and said she had no clue. Well duh…neither did I. She asked me how I never wondered anything because he was with her so much. I explained to her how he told me that he worked task force a lot. She looked really confused and said that she had no idea what I was talking about. Of course not. How did not think of the fact that someone would make up a fake job to cheat on their girlfriend. She sat there and cried a lot. I should also mention that while I was there Task Force would call me and then call her. She and I started answering on speaker phone. One time he called me he apologized over and over and told me that he didn’t love her and that he only thought of her son as like a niece or nephew, but not one of his own. I will also mention that her son looks and awful like Task Force. I’m just saying. He told me not to talk to her anymore and that he cared about me and that he would call me later. I just played along with it. She was fuming at the end of our conversation, but then he called her. He sounded like a hurt puppy on the phone and kept telling her he loved her, but my favorite part was how he started the phone call.
He said, “Hey babe I just wanted to let you know I just got off the phone with her and I told her to stay out of my life and leave us the F alone.”
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!!! I was so mad at the time, but looking back it just makes me laugh. He busted himself so bad and it was so funny. She and he were supposed to go to the movies that night so he was already planning on being at her house around 4 I think. She told me that he would call when he was on his way. When he did, she wanted me to park around the corner and she would text me when he got there for me to come back. I know this probably sounds white trash, but I was so down for it. I just wanted to see the look on his face. We sat and talked a little bit longer. She told me that when she found out about me she also found out about 2 other girls. One worked at a gas station and the other was someone she didn’t know how he met. So not only did I find out that my boyfriend had a main girlfriend…he was also talking to two other girls!!!! On top of him stealing money and lying about why he needed it. I would later learn I wasn’t the first he conned out of money and I wouldn’t be the last. This guy is beyond scum!
She got the phone call he was on his way. I left and waited for her text. A few minutes later she text me and I drove back to her house. As mad as I was, I was also very nervous about confronting him. He is liar. No, he is a good liar, which makes him a very scary individual. I walked up to the door and knock on it. She answered and then turned around and called for him to come to the door. All three of us stood there and I had no idea what was fixing to happen…

Task Force Part 5

So there we were all three of us face to face. Looking back I remember thinking. Ha! You are so busted! There is nothing you can do to weasel your way around this now. Now you have to fess up. He looked at me and asked me what I was doing there. I just stared at him. His girlfriend said she would be right back and went inside. All of sudden, the Task Force I knew started pleading with me in the most saddening tone. “You have to leave. Please. You are only making this worse for me. If you care about me at all just trust me and leave. I care about you so much and I promise I will call you, but for now you need to go. Please trust me. Once everything calms…(his girlfriend opens the door)…AND I SWEAR IF YOU DON’T GET OFF THIS PROPERTY NOW I WILL HAVE YOU REMOVED!!!!!!”
I just started laughing. It was the first thing that came out of my mouth. The next thing was, “Who are you?” This guy was like Jekyll and Hyde. I mean it was like someone flipped a switch on him mid-sentence. I just kept staring at him. I really didn’t know what to say. When I was finally able to form a thought I said, “Task Force why are you going to stand here and continue to lie when we are both here in front of you?” The next thing he did didn’t really surprise me, but did at the same time. He turned around to walk off. Then he said that if I wasn’t going to leave that he would. I told him no, not to worry about it and that I would go. As I was saying this I noticed he was jogging off to his = truck. So, when backed into a corner, all he could do was run. Was it that hard for him to really tell the truth? That’s pretty sad. I just looked at his girlfriend and said, “Well he’s all yours. And what a guy too! He was forced to tell the truth and he ran like his feet were on fire.” She said, “More like his butt.” I said, “Either way…he’s your boyfriend. If you take him back after this then I have no sympathy for you at all. I will tell you this though; you have nothing to worry about as far as I go. I can promise you now that in no way will I try to get him to come back to me or anything. See…the difference between you and I is that if my boyfriend cheats on me once…that’s it! I don’t do second chances and he is living proof that once a cheater always a cheater. He’s all your problem now.” 
She said she wanted me to know she wasn’t mad at me and that Task Force never said anything bad about me. He always told her I was a really nice person. She apologized for me being drug into their problems. She said, “He was right. You really are a nice person and I didn’t deserve any of this.” DUH! She told me that in weird way she could see us being friends and that one of the other girls he cheated on her with she wound up becoming pretty good friends with. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!!!! I just looked at her and said, “You and I…we’re not gonna be friends. I don’t need any more of this Jerry Springer crap in my life.” 
We sat there for a bit and finished talking. Oh great Task Force has come back. I told her I was going to leave. My job was done. As I was walking down the driveway, he came storming up it and said, “I hope you’re ready because Bexar County is on their way to remove you.” I said, “Huh that’s weird because I was invited and the owner of this house never told me to me leave. You just live off her….live here. But don’t worry Task Force I am leaving because I am done with you and everything about you.
I got in my car and had that moment again that I had when I got in my car after my cruise. I started to drive off and I just screamed. Then I started crying. I was crying so hard I had to pull over at a gas station. I began to question myself. How did this happen? How did I get sucked into all of his lies? How did I believe him? Did I ever really know him? What was I to him? So many questions, but above all HOW IS THIS GUY A POLICE OFFICER!?!?!?! I’ll never respect him. Not as a human or as an officer of the law. He holds no morals and is a thief. My phone rings. I look down and it’s Task Force. Really???? I started not to answer, but then changed my mind. I said, “What do you want? What more could you possibly do to me?” He said, “I just wanted to call and apologize for everything. I am sorry for lying to you. I don’t know why I did it, but I am sorry. I also wanted to let you know…hold on Jen I am getting to it…I love Jen and her son very much.” 
My response….”Really??? That’s why you called, to apologize and then tell me how much you love your girlfriend? To be honest I don’t care one way or the other how you feel about them. I will tell you this though: It would be in your best interest to stay away from me and my family. If you see me in Bulverde while you are working, turn and go the opposite way. The same goes for my mom and brother. Oh and you WILL pay my mom back for the money you took from her. I will give you two weeks to figure out how you are going to start paying it back. That is the ONLY reason why we need to have any communication. If I don’t hear from you in 2 weeks then I will be contacting you and it’s not gonna be pretty.”
He said he understood and he promised not to harass me or my family. He stuck to his word about not harassing my mom or brother…me on the other hand, not so much.

Task Force Part 6 – Epilog

So I thought I would include this. It’s current…like it happened today.
So today I decided to pop in the city building (which also has the police station in it) and say hi to a friend. Task Force showed up while I was there and apparently got pretty scared when he saw my car in the lot. When I left I ran to the gas station to get a drink. When I was heading home I noticed him driving the other way in his patrol car. I had this gut feeling that he saw me, especially since he knows my car like the back of his hand. I just had this feeling that he was going to turn around and follow me. Not abnormal for him, but he hasn’t done it since Thanksgiving. Anyway, I decided to turn around and go the other way. As I was driving down 281, I noticed he was coming back up the way I was originally going. I was right! About 30 seconds later I received a call from a private number. I didn’t think anything of it because my cousin usually calls me from a private number. I answered and immediately regretted it. 
It was Task Force. He started off by asking how I have been and that he was thinking about me and wanted to say hi. Yeah right!! He said he saw me leaving the police station earlier and that he waved at me, but I didn’t wave back. He said he thought about turning around and following me or flagging me down, but since I didn’t wave and looked so angry he decided he would just call instead. He told me that every time he sees me driving he waves, but that I never wave. He says when he gets close enough he sees that I look angry and that he hates that I look like that because he knows it’s because of him. OK so then wouldn’t that tell you something????? I told him I am a very happy person and maybe I just look that way when he is around. Then he said, “Can I ask you a question?” Ugh!!!! Yes. “Do you hate me?” I said, “Hate is strong word. I don’t think there is anyone I hate. To be honest Task Force I don’t feel one way or the other toward you.” He said, “Well I just want to make sure you don’t hate me. How do you feel about me?” 
Oh my gosh! Does he really want to have this conversation??? I explained to him that I don’t care about him one way or the other. I said, “It would be different if we were friends, but we’re not. How I feel about you shouldn’t matter to you. You have a girl friend and I am not a part of your life.” 
You would think that it would never get old hearing how amazing you are and how much someone cares about you. It does. Especially when you know you are just being fed bull. That’s what he was saying. He kept telling me how much he misses me and that sometimes he doubts his choice he made on staying with his girlfriend. Oh please!!!! He also said that he doesn’t know why he stays with her, maybe it’s for love or maybe it’s for her son (which I still think is his). Then he asked me what I was doing at the police station. I told him I stopped by to say hi to a friend. He said, “I bet you can’t guess what I was thinking.” Uh I bet I can idiot. I said, “You probably thought I was up there filing a complaint against you.” He kinda laughed and said, “Yes I did think that.”
I told him, “The fact that that was your first thought just proves that you know what you did to me was wrong and something you can get it trouble for. It also proves to me that the ONLY reason why you called was to find out if I was turning you in and the rest of this has just been you kissing my butt.” He disagreed, but I really didn’t care.
He told me as soon as he saw my car he got scared. He said anything to do with talking to me scares him. Ummm ok then don’t try to talk to me. This guy is nuts! I finally told him I had to go and he said he would call me sometime. I said, “No, that’s ok.” 
I found out later that while he was talking to some of the guys he said, “Remember that girl I told y’all about before. Yeah…she’s back.” Great! So he calls and begs me to forgive him for the 50th time and tells me how much he cares about me and now I am a stalker again! I feel like I will never escape this.