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Subject: It's tough being a good cop
I remember when I visited Brooklyn DA Charles Joe Hynes in his office back in 2007, and we exchanged books. He signed a copy of his novel "Triple Homicide" saying I was a great member of the NYPD, and good luck. He also said I was f**ked by the criminal justice system, and I should have been reinstated by NYPD Commissioner Benjamin Ward. He said he was sorry he could not do more for me, than what he had done by dismissing the indictment against me. I signed and handed him my true story "True Blue: A Tale of The Enemy Within", and also a copy of "Latin Blues"
I read his books. I just hope he read my books, especially True Blue: A Tale of The Enemy Within, where his name is mentioned during the last chapter after by criminal trial ended, and all that went down from being wounded in Vietnam; Ambulance driver for Harlem Hospital and the old Lincoln Hospital in the South Bronx; Port Authority cop; NYPD cop; and finally heading to Sing Sing in 1989, as a corrections officer, after I had been wrongfully fired by the NYPD for doing my job, and becoming a whistleblower.
If Charlie Joe Hynes did read my books as I read his, then he should know me better than what he was told about me. I never turned my back on anyone seeking help or advice. In one of my true stories when I was working at the 30 Pct, { later dubbed "The Dirty Thirty" } when close to 3 dozen cops were indicted and arrested back in 1994, for corruption and ripping off drug dealers, I wrote of the day I had been in court for 2 days after arresting two badass Cuban Marielitos for robbery and wanted by the FBI for murder in San Francisco. I tell this story in Chapter 21, Page 140. But on page 154, is where I want others to know that it's tough being a good cop. I had come back to the 30 Pct. from court, looking forward to going home to my wife and four boys, when this Hispanic woman and her brother, approached me as I was entering the station house to sign out. The woman told me that she had reported her 21-year-old daughter, who was mentally slow, missing the day before. She said the case was assigned to one of the 30 Pct detectives. She then told me that she had received a telephone call at home from a male Hispanic, telling her that he had his daughter, and that for $5,000, she could get her back. She was to meet him on the corner of 186th Street and St. Nicholas Avenue, by the telephone booth, and not to call the cops if she wanted to see her daughter alive. She then told me she had gone to the bank and got the money. She and her brother then drove to the 30 Pct., and told the desk lieutenant on duty what she had told me, but that the lieutenant had told her and her bother, that the detective assigned to the case was on his way into work, and it would be around 5 p.m. when he got in, and that she would have to wait. Amazing, is it not? This is a true story. Had this been Park Avenue and a white girl kidnapped, this hard-on lieutenant would have had the rest of the detective squad and patrol taking action. Talk about a lawsuit if this girl wound up injured or dead.
I confronted the lieutenant about it, and he told me to mind my own business. He then said I had made enough overtime, and to sign out. As I signed out, I told the woman and her brother to exit the precinct and come with me. I told the brother that he was going to be my deputy. For him to stand by me, and not say a word, when the time came for me to take action in apprehending the kidnapper. The bad guy would just think he was another cop, and I was not alone, especially if he had an accomplice close by. If the NYPD could not help me, he was all I had. I told the brother to hold onto the envelope with the money. Let his sister first meet with the kidnapper, and then we would take quick action. I drove them in my own car a block away and around the corner where the woman was to hand over the $5,000. She walked to the corner of 186th Street and St. Nicholas Avenue and stood by the telephone booth, when she was approached by a young Hispanic man, as her brother and I watched from a close distance. I will stop hear. But I will tell you that as the story went into its finale, the hard-on lieutenant wanted to bring me up on charges for disobeying an order to stay out of it, even though not just one kidnapper was arrested, but two other male Hispanics accomplices. One of the perpetrators was guarding the young girl inside an apartment.
Now if Charlie Hynes read all my true stories, as I read his novel as well as "Incident at Howard Beach: The Case For Murder", then I would appreciate it if he would give Suzannah B. Troy a five minute interview concerning my case when he dismissed my indictment after I was wrongfully indicted in 1983, by his predecessor, Thomas Duffy, when he became the new special state prosecutor in 1985. I leave it to those that read what I have written here to decide for themselves if he should give her an interview or not. Suzannah had told his spokesperson that it would be a 5 to 10 minute interview, and that he would know ahead of time what the questions would be. Suzannah is not a public officeholder, and is considered by many a controversial person. But she is honest and tells it the way it is. She's a person that cares for the City of New York and its people. She has nothing to hide. She wants justice for what was done to her when she was assaulted, and the detective assigned to the case, along with other members of the NYPD, have slowed and hindered her Due Process of Law. She is also helping me tell my story.
God bless,
-Joe Sanchez www.bluewallnypd.com