Bail Bond Agent Blog

I was bailing out a male defendant from the Burbank P D one Tuesday afternoon. I met with his co-worker who had nothing but good things to say about the defendant. Upon completing all the paperwork, I posted the bond and was told that the defendant would be released in one hour. I decided to wait for him and receive his signatures.Upon his release he was very friendly and grateful for my attention to detail and expediting the bail release process for him. His co-worker had since left as he had to get back to work. In about ten minutes the defendant became very irate and very uncomfortable to be around as I started asking personal information. This is to be expected and I must say that I enjoy it. I continued to inquire more information and I knew I struck a nerve when I asked him about his wife. Oh boy, here it comes, the old, I hate that such and such and she’s a gold digging, nickel bending, yada, yada and more yada.I straight told him that his personal life is of no interest to me as I have a wife of my own. He looks at me wondering why I am so cold about his situation and I absorbed his look and told him that I only want the information and nothing else. Well he didn’t like this at all. He wanted me to be a lending ear and I told him that I was almost finished and that he could save his anger for someone else. Here we are, back and forth and he withheld information allowing me to have bits and pieces in exchange for a lending ear. What should have taken ten minutes turned into thirty? To make matters worse, he then asked me for a ride. I didn’t want his jail smelling rear in my new car and told him that I wasn’t available for such a request. Then as if he knew how to turn a trick, he offered me fifty dollars if I drove him to his bank around the corner and bring him to his car. Like a gullible agent and of course only for the cash fifty, I said yes. It’s now three in the afternoon and traffic is letting out and he starts with his prize winning wife again and I tell him, “I don’t want to hear it”, he keeps going and I get really ticked off and tell him to get out.Believe it or not, the guy went into cardiac arrest in my new car and he can’t breathe. I’m chewing his ear off and I started barking at him as he’s going through the performance of a life time. I stopped my car and opened the door through my car and told him to take his show on the road. He replied back and tells me that he is serious and I responded with “ as serious as a heart attack”. I really did and he begged me to take him to the nearest hospital and I agreed as I thought he was bluffing. When we arrived, I grabbed a wheel chair and had him admitted as I still didn’t believe him. Furthermore, I told him that I wasn’t leaving until I saw him go through the hose and repair process at the hospital. I also expected my fifty dollars.After waiting fifteen minutes, I saw the hoses go in his veins and I went up to him at bedside and told him not to think about his wife anymore and I went about my way empty handed. I also reminded him to show up to court and called hi co-worker as the defendant would need a ride later that day. 

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