Chapter 12 - Detectives Interrogate My Father Under Bright Lights
The county sheriff’s deputies didn't wait for my father to visit the station; they arrested him right at his kitchen table.
Robert Callahan was hauled down to the precinct and tossed into the exact same interrogation room I had occupied.
Detective Miller tossed the certified forensic lab report across the cold steel table toward my father.
“Care to explain why your DNA and fingerprints are all over a firearm planted in an active-duty soldier's apartment?” Miller asked.
My father’s face drained of color, his hands trembling as he stared at the conclusive scientific evidence.
“I... I don't know what you're talking about; she must have borrowed it from me months ago,” Robert stammered weakly.
“That’s funny, because the serial number registration matches a purchase you made in 2022,” Miller countered coldly.
“And the hallway security camera captured you walking out of her building carrying a suspicious plastic bag at 5:08 A.M.”
My father opened and closed his mouth like a fish out of water, realizing he had walked straight into a federal trap.
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“You lied on a sworn police statement to frame an Army NCO; that's a federal felony, Mr. Callahan,” the detective warned.
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