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.Sideline Investigations and Bail Bonds is owned and operated by a retired cop and his long-time friend.Wesley Meeker had been a cop in Orlando, Florida, for fifteen years before moving his family to Fort Collins, where he worked as a detective for another fifteen years.Shortly after he retired, he realized how incredibly bored he was and started taking on private cases just to keep busy.He is a born investigator, and it’s turned out that’s all he really knows how to do.His friend Mickey Sands had been an investment banker in Florida until the whole market/economic crash/crisis thing.He got out just before everything went belly-up and decided Colorado was as good a place as any to spend his golden years.But he could only play so much golf.He ended up dabbling in a few business ventures here and there until his best friend made passing mention of a private investigating firm.One thing led to another, and soon they were set up with an office.Sands worked on running and building the business while Meeker did the investigating.Within a year, they’d hired two associates to handle their growing caseload.A year after that, Sands pushed Meeker into bail bonds because there was such money to be made.Meeker protested on principle, believing there was something wrong with a former cop helping criminals get out of jail, and left a large part of that to Sands.Now the partners had six full-time investigators and four full-time bond enforcement agents.There are others, like me, who work on a case-by-case basis.In looking for whoever had stabbed and killed my client, I’d gotten on the trail of Tyler Jakowski, a.k.a.Tyler Jay.Tyler Jay had been Larimer County’s number-one most wanted fugitive for several months running, but I didn’t have any trouble finding him.After a few minutes on the computer, I had a couple doors to knock on.Tyler had answered the first one.But he had a dirty cop tipping him off, and it proved more difficult for the cops to actually arrest him.In total, I found Tyler Jay three times in about a week.My information eventually led to his capture, and I was paid the $15,000 reward he’d had on his head.It was this that caused Ellmann to suggest fugitive recovery to me in the first place.It seemed I had a knack for it.Looking to get out of property management and for something I might not be easily fired from, I’d taken the weekend training and certification course.A week later, I’d walked into Sideline with a certificate of completion and a badge the state gives with it, which looks a lot like it came out of a Cracker Jack box.It was the sixth bonds office I’d hit up, and I thought surely it would be my sixth strikeout.I’d started with the smaller companies, thinking they would be more likely to take on someone with no experience, and had gone to Sideline last because it was the biggest in the area.But Dean Amerson, the office manager, had given me a chance.Maybe because he saw potential in me, or determination.I didn’t think shaking his hand and thanking him for his service after spotting the Navy tattoo on his muscled arm had hurt anything, though.In the movies, people who do what I do are called bounty hunters, but I’ve learned that title pretty much went out with the Old West.Whatever we’re called, the concept is the same: we find people in exchange for money.The way our system works is this: when people are arrested, they may or may not be eligible for bail.Those who are may or may not be able to afford bail.Those who can’t may or may not go to a bondsman.If they do, they put something up as collateral, and the bondsman pays the money to the court for that person to be released.An agreement then exists between the court, the bondee, and the bondsman that the bondee will appear in court when he is scheduled to.If that person fails to appear in court, a warrant is issued for his arrest and his bail is forfeited.If that person is found and returned to jail within a certain amount of time, the bondsman is returned his money.If not, he loses it.This is where bond enforcement agents (me) come in.We track down the people who fail to appear in court, or who are FTA.We arrest them and take them back to jail.For doing this, we’re paid a percentage of the bond, and, like I mentioned, this can be a pretty good payday.I parked out front and used the front door.Inside, the lobby looks a lot like the one in my dentist’s office.To the left of the door, a receptionist sits behind a counter with a headset and a computer.She’s responsible for handling all phone calls and scheduling all appointments for the office.Off the lobby, back and to the right, there is a hall that leads to the offices and desks where Sideline staff work.At the back of the lobby, there is an office with a large window beside the door: Dean Amerson’s office.Meeker looks like a retired cop.Sands looks like a retired investment banker.And Dean Amerson looks like what he is: ex-military.Amerson is between thirty-five and forty but looks thirty, and he’s built like a linebacker.Except Amerson doesn’t look like he’ll sack you before you throw the ball and score a touchdown for your team.He looks like he’ll rappel from a helicopter and hack his way through the jungle using only a pocket knife and compass to find you, kill you, then get back out again, and do it all without ever being noticed or leaving a trace.No one really knows what Amerson did in the military, but everyone has their own theory, their own stories.All that’s known for sure is that Amerson was a Navy S.E.A.L.and attained a very high rank after serving only fifteen years.There are lots of civilian jobs for ex-military guys through private security companies, especially the guys who did the things no one knows or talks about.I suspected Amerson had been one of the guys who did those jobs no one talks about.Sands mentioned to me once it had been a hell of a deal that had made Amerson agree to work for Sideline and pass up a very high-paying job doing some private security business in the Middle East.For the last couple years, he’s been managing the Sideline Investigations and Bail Bonds office.Well, mostly managing.Sometimes he goes out and gets people himself.I don’t know what the office was like before Amerson got there, but I know what it’s like now, and I think it’s damn lucky to have him.I smiled at the receptionist, who was on the phone, as I passed.There were always people in the lobby, and today there were three.Fort Collins is something between country-bumpkin and big-city metropolitan, an eclectic mixture of many cultures and histories, but it has its fair share of crime and problems
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