Chapter 2 - Our First Three Weeks in the "Justice" System
Chapter 2 – Our First Three Weeks in the “Justice” System In the last chapter, I had flown to Denver, arrived late at night, met with a bail bondsman, paid him $12,000 as his fee for covering the $100,000 bail, arrived at my sister's home, prayed and begged God for help, and tried to get some sleep. That next morning, I met the bondsman at the _____County Jail. One of Tim's good friends met me there and basically took care of seeing that I was OK throughout the day. I was so grateful for this and will be forever indebted to him. At this point, I was operating on pure adrenalin and courage scraped up from somewhere. I was moving into a world that was totally foreign to me and had no “instruction manual” or “guide” to navigate. By the time the bond was posted, it was too late in the day for the sheriff's people to process Tim out, and I had to return the next morning to pick him up. Meanwhile, I was trying to digest what I knew of th...