Entries Tagged as 'Bail Bond Stories'

Getting Even

How do I start this story…Hmmm…Well I got a call from a gentleman that ask if I were a notary and I responded to him by saying yes…Well he proceeded to tell me his name and where he lived…He lived in the small town of Savage Minnesota and he needed  my services and that his name was Jimmy…So I asked him how I could help him…He explained that his wife was in jail at West Valley Detention Facility in Rancho Cucamonga California on a Fraud case and that she was going to be there for at least a year…So he needed a power of attorney signed by her so that he could take care of their affairs while she was in jail…So he asked how much I charged and he said he would send me the money and the Power of Attorney right away… [Read more →]

Serious as a Heart Attack

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. [Read more →]

“Rehabilitated”

Aside from the high risk and the fugitives, the missed vacations and phones ringing at all hours, bail agents have a pretty good job. Occasionally we are handed a case that reminds us how effective the bail system can be. [Read more →]

“Going Into Labor”

Once when I was working with Jake, one of our defendants failed to appear in court. We had doubts about him to begin with, and he had caused nothing but trouble. He’d lied on his paperwork, [Read more →]

“Mall Security”

A defendant charged with child molestation skipped town. I had his photo, and I knew he lived near a shopping mall where his sister worked. Even though he left his home, I figured his sister was the best lead I had. [Read more →]

“Turning The Law Upside Down”

This is a frightening situation about a criminal who knew the law too well. A convicted sex offender, he was required to register in California, where he lived with his wife, stepchildren and one child from a previous marriage.
He worked as a truck driver. [Read more →]

“The Prostitute’s Car”

It happened about twice a week between midnight and 2:00 a.m. A guy named Joe would call and with a bunch of slang talk, explain to me that he needed to bail out his girlfriend who had just been arrested. He never bothered to change his name or his accent. He just kept calling, and every time he called, he’d say, “Yeah, this is Joe. My girlfriend’s in jail.”
I didn’t have to be a seasoned veteran to know he was a pimp calling to bail out one of his prostitutes. [Read more →]

“Court Surrender”

I had just started working as a bondsman and I was with a big agency. My two bosses wanted me at court with them one day. A defendant was supposed to appear, and they intended to surrender him back to the court. [Read more →]

“Summer Stakeout”

I worked at a big agency when I first started out, and one of the bondsmen I worked with went on a stakeout. He had this old Scooby Doo van that had a mini refrigerator, a little stove, a couch and that was it. No bed, no bathroom, no lights and barely enough room to turn around in. No air conditioner, no fan… just a tiny window at the back of the van.
Very basic. Very uncomfortable. A stakeout is hard enough if you have a luxury vehicle, but this… I guess he figured it would blend in. [Read more →]

“Motel Jump”

I used to work with a bondsman named Jake. Years later, he was out looking for a defendant that failed to show up in court. He had traced the guy to a two-story motel in a nearby town. He and his partner jumped in his truck to go get the defendant. His partner later told me what happened: [Read more →]