Back Fatal Justice
Chapters (43)
  1. Cover
  2. Letter to Reader
  3. Dedication
  4. Contents
  5. Chapter 1
  6. Chapter 2
  7. Chapter 3
  8. Chapter 4
  9. Chapter 5
  10. Chapter 6
  11. Chapter 7
  12. Chapter 8
  13. Chapter 9
  14. Chapter 10
  15. Chapter 11
  16. Chapter 12
  17. Chapter 13
  18. Chapter 14
  19. Chapter 15
  20. Chapter 16
  21. Chapter 17
  22. Chapter 18
  23. Chapter19
  24. Chapter 20
  25. Chapter 21
  26. Chapter 22
  27. Chapter 23
  28. Chapter 24
  29. Chapter 25
  30. Chapter 26
  31. Chapter 27
  32. Chapter 28
  33. Chapter 29
  34. Chapter 30
  35. Chapter 31
  36. Chapter 32
  37. Chapter 33
  38. Chapter 34
  39. Chapter 35
  40. Epilogue
  41. Acknowledgements
  42. About the Author
  43. Copyright

“I had given him my card with instructions to call if he thought of anything that might help the investigation. When he arrived home and discovered disarray, he did as I asked by calling me. After I got to his house and confirmed that someone had entered the home, I called Arlington police.”

“And your relationship took a personal turn that night?”

“I waited with him while Arlington investigated. During that time, he provided more background on the O’Connor family relationships. After the police left, we discussed our personal relationship, which he wished to resume. I told him it would have to wait until the investigation concluded.”

“Did it?”

A sharp pain in her stomach stole her breath. This is where things got dicey. “Despite my intentions, the relationship later became serious.”

“Did you disclose that to your superiors?”

“I did not. It still had no bearing on the investigation.”

“How did your relationship with Mr. Cappuano become public?”

“When my ex-husband planted crude bombs on both our cars. The bomb on my car exploded, injuring both Mr. Cappuano and myself.”

“This occurred where?”

“In front of Mr. Cappuano’s Arlington home.”

“You were there for what reason?”

Sam swallowed the ball of panic forming in her throat. “I had spent the night there.”

“How many days into the O’Connor investigation was this?”

“Three.”

“That didn’t take long.”

“Can the editorializing, Lieutenant Stahl,” Conklin said.

With a smarmy smile, Stahl said, “Lieutenant Holland, did your superiors confront you about the relationship after the bombing?”

“I discussed it with both Captain Malone and Chief Farnsworth, both of whom accepted my explanation of how the relationship transpired and how helpful Mr. Cappuano had been to the investigation.”

“What is your relationship today with Mr. Cappuano?”

“Senator Cappuano and I are in a committed relationship as you and everyone in Washington knows.”

“Do you think the very public nature of your relationship with the senator could be seen as a detriment to your duties as a police officer?”

“In a perfect world, the media would have no interest in us. Unfortunately, I don’t live in that world.”

“Do either of you have any questions?” Stahl asked Conklin and Andrews. Both declined. “In light of Lieutenant Holland’s testimony and her inappropriate relationship with a material witness, I recommend two weeks unpaid suspension and reduction in rank to detective.”

Sam suppressed a gasp. Two ranks! That couldn’t happen. But she refused to give Stahl the satisfaction of an emotional outburst.

“The panel will consider the recommendation in executive session,” Conklin said. “Lieutenant Holland, we appreciate your candor. You’ll be informed of our decision.”

“Thank you, Deputy Chief Conklin. If I may, I’d like to say one more thing—obviously, I don’t wish to lose my current rank, but I want you to know that if I had the O’Connor investigation to do over again, I wouldn’t change a single thing. That’s all.”