Stabbed in the Other I: A True Story of a Deputy Sheriff Who Was the Target of a Character and Physical Assassination by His Own Department.

By Bernard Fife

This novel is a follow-up sequel to my first, which was called Stabbed in the I. It is my impression that the reader of this book will see the ironic situation that I have been placed in while being a law enforcement officer. To issue a statement in their sheriff office Mission Goals and then to fall short of those expectations is the greatest failure that anyone can experience. On the cover of my first novel, I have a black ribbon next to a badge. As I am injured for life, I did not place the ribbon across that badge, which is held exclusively for those who have paid the ultimate price in law enforcement.

Perhaps the other I would stand for irony. Being a law enforcement officer and having the same agency violate the civil rights of one of its own is reprehensible.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Sep 25, 2015
• ISBN: 9781504933322

Bernard Fife

The author is depicting his life and career in law enforcement despite two murder attempts made on him by members of his own department.

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Published by AuthorHouse 09/25/2015

ISBN: 978-1-5049-3333-9 (sc)

ISBN: 978-1-5049-3331-5 (hc)

ISBN: 978-1-5049-3332-2 (e)

Library of Congress Control Number: 2015914004

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Contents

Foreword

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty One

Foreword

This novel is a follow up sequel to my first which was called Stabbed in the I. It is my impression that the reader of this book will see the ironic situation that I have been placed in while being a law enforcement officer. To issue a statement in their sheriff office Mission Goals and then to fall short of those expectations is the greatest failure that anyone could experience. On the cover of my first novel I have a black ribbon next to a badge. As I am injured for life, I did not place the ribbon across that badge which is held exclusively for those who have paid the ultimate price in law enforcement.

Perhaps the other I would stand for Irony. Being a law enforcement officer and have the same agency violate the civil rights of one of its own, is reprehensible.

Chapter One

As this saga continues, I believe it is the hopes of Taylor County [that I will just go away] have frustrated those in power. To bring you up to date, no less than 7 deputies and administrators have been fired or resigned the date of my first appearance in front of the Taylor County Board of Supervisors. I had accused the sheriff’s department of two murder attempts on me while employed as a deputy sheriff. Neither the Sheriff, Grand Jury, Board of Supervisors nor various administrators, including the Taylor County District Attorneys Office would assist me in my search for the truth. I literally had the door slammed in my face. The feeling of not-having cooperation from a State recognized agency is another indicator of stabbing. Naturally, as I am responsible for the removal of dirty cops, who now have no income, I am checking my rear view mirror more frequently. When I was working in dope, by the nature of the work, oftentimes it was procedure to see if you’ve picked up a tail. (By the way, I drove limousines after retirement and had to check my rearview mirror every 45 seconds as I had families under my care). As I am now more aware of my surroundings and vehicles in the area, I thought I saw two detectives in their dark colored Crown Vic, parked down the street. Then, two of my true friends told me that they have been contacted by Taylor Counties Sheriff detectives. While at first I was paranoid, but further questioning revealed that they were not investigating a crime, but to find out my personal traits like: Do I drink? If so, how much? Does he own any long guns? Does he own a gilley suit? It sounds like the Good Old Boys are going to try to manufacture probable cause for some future contact with me. Fortunately, one of the detectives left his business card with his name and that of his partner. I photo-copied the business card and sent it along with a letter addressed to the Sheriff and the County Council. (At the completion of this novel are letters of communication between me and Taylor Counties Administration). This is all occurring in December of 2014, correlating with the time dated on the