Lawyers and Plumbers Helping People In Need

Posted by on Feb 14, 2016 in Blogging | 0 comments

Lawyer's Client got the chance to seek justice because an Anniston Plumber saved him

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One of the rare cases I handle are police brutality cases. As a lawyer, I know how difficult it would be to face another officer of the law, like the police.

But don’t get me wrong. These cases are rare to me not because I do not take on them, but because, rarely do people report police brutality. Who do you report to when the same people that swore to protect you are the once violating your rights?

And I do admit, a lot of attorneys try their best to steer clear from these cases as much as they can, because again, it borders dangerous waters.

However, the story of one victim that came to me really got to me and I could not let it go without serving the man the justice he deserves.

Due to the sensitive nature the my case, I am hiding the true identity of the victim. I did ask for his permission and he agreed to do it because he saw value in the purpose of this retelling, which only aims to make people aware how dangerous and real police brutality is, and that when it occurs to you, you should not bee scared to ask for help, and us lawyers can be your go to.

I am a victim of police brutality. I am a typical American guy residing in a quiet neighborhood. I was only 20 years old when that brutal incident happened to me. I thought I am going to die but I guess I was born to survive. I must admit, I am not a good person. As a matter of fact, I did so many bad things in life. I even become addicted to drugs and at some point become a drug dealer. The money that I earned from selling drugs was used to, of course, supplement my addiction.

Aside from drugs, I am also an alcoholic drinker. I guess, my family problem and my environment have somehow played a big role for what I have become. One cold evening, I was walking down the street, a group of policemen abducted me. They brought me to an abandoned building and started punching me left and right, up and down. They were not contented. They even tied my feet and hung me upside down. I felt like I was going to die. I cried and screamed for help but no one was there to help me. All I can hear was their sarcastic laughter.

They put me down. I felt relieved. They put a blindfold and tied my hands. The next thing I hear was their footsteps walking away from me. The next night, they came back again and started beating me. I was so weak that I couldn’t even utter a single word. I wanted to shout and ask for help, but I can’t. I just don’t have enough energy to do it. In my mind, I prayed that they will get tired of beating me. It came out as an answered prayer when they put me in the trunk of the car. They throw me in a dark place and leave as if nothing happened. A good Samaritan by the name of Jake(also not his real name) helped me. I later found out that he was an Anniston plumber from C Mac Plumbing and was in the neighborhood to answer an emergency repair when he found me. He brought me to the hospital where I received immediate care. I was in the hospital for seven days. Although I am recovering, still I have this fear that maybe one of them will know that I am still alive and will go after me and kill me. It was the scariest seven days of my life. 

But no matter how scared I got, I am determined to seek justice for what they did. I know I am not the purest person living on this planet, but I am still human and I have my rights.