A Cop Smashed a Woman’s Car Window During a Traffic Stop — His Deputy Wasn't Supposed to Tell the Truth

Chapter 20

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I looked down at the statement.

For several seconds, I was quiet.

Then said, "I didn't take the job because I thought everyone in the sheriff's office was corrupt."

Rachel nodded.

"I know."

"I took it because good officers need a system they can trust too."

She looked toward me.

Then smiled.

"Then don't lose sight of that."

The first time I met Deputy Bennett after the stop was four days later.

We didn't discuss the investigation privately.

That would have been inappropriate.

Instead, we encountered one another in a hallway at headquarters while I was returning from a meeting concerning the department's new complaint procedures.

He was standing near a vending machine holding a paper cup of coffee.

When he saw me, he froze.

For a moment, neither of us moved.

Then he stood straighter.

"Director Dugan."

I nodded.

"Deputy."

He looked toward my wrist.

The bruising had begun fading, but the marks were still visible.

His expression tightened.

"Are you doing all right?"

I considered the question.

Then answered honestly.

"I'm recovering."

He nodded.

For several seconds, he seemed uncertain what to say.

Then whispered, "I'm sorry."

I looked toward him.

"For what?"

He swallowed.

"I should've stopped it sooner."

The words startled me.

I had spent days thinking about Mercer's actions.

About the supervisor's response.

About the department's procedures.

But I hadn't considered what Bennett might be carrying.

I took a slow breath.

"Deputy, the investigation will examine everyone's actions, including yours. I can't discuss the details with you outside that process."

He nodded quickly.

"Yes, ma'am. I understand."

I held his gaze.

Then said, "But I can tell you that speaking accurately about what you witnessed matters."

His eyes filled.

For a moment, he looked younger than twenty-six.

Then he nodded.

"Yes, ma'am."

He stepped aside.

I continued down the hallway.

But his words stayed with me.

I should've stopped it sooner.

I had reviewed enough cases to know that people often remember the moment they recognized something was wrong more painfully than the moment the wrongdoing itself occurred.

And I wondered how many officers inside the department were carrying the same kind of memory.

The independent investigation began with the roadside evidence.

The reviewing team included investigators from a regional agency not involved in the stop, assisted by forensic personnel and independent legal counsel. They requested the relevant body-camera recordings, dash-camera footage, dispatch communications, vehicle data, photographs, medical documentation, and witness statements.

The team also obtained my written account.

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