An Amicable Encounter With the ACSD

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It turned out that the young man had indeed called the ACSD. About twenty minutes or so later there was a LOUD knock on the door. I knew it was the police. I picked up my voice recorder and turned it on, then I looked through the peephole. A dark figure stood to my right, probably a cop. This must be common police practice because I have observed it several times. The idea must be that the knockee might shoot the cop through the door. I understand that and approve of the practice. I answered the door. The cop advised me that he was responding to a call from upstairs and asked me whether we might converse inside my apartment. I agreed, and asked him whether he minded me making a recording of the conversation. He did not mind.

We then had a pleasant discussion.

I gave the nice young officer, a certain C. D. Johnson #9948, my version of the altercation. He seemed interested in the 'stalking aspect' of the problem and asked several questions including the name of the stalker and the name of the ACSD detective I had talked to concerning this unpleasant stalking situation. The name of detective Paul Goodman escaped me at the time (I was VERY upset) but the interested young officer seemed satisfied that he could discover whatever he needed to discover about the situation from my Date of Birth. I trust that he did.

The meeting then ended amicably.