1 of 2: Gentile told me on a street stop that she was tired of the cops harassing her, but that would be ending soon as she had a Lieutenant in her hip pocket. I replied, “What! You’re screwing one of the brass?” She said, “I’ll tell you if you come over to my apartment after work.” Was one of our own officers dirty, providing favors to a criminal? I had to find out. Gentile lived in an apartment complex in La Mesa just outside the City limits a short distance away. After my shift was over, I drove to her apartment to find out who she was talking about. If this was a bunch of bull, I would’ve dropped it right there and told the department, she was a liar and to be leery of her. However, if it were true, I needed to get as much information as possible and turn it over to internal affairs. When Gentile opened her door, she wore a sheer red teddy. I looked past her to the wall behind her to see a San Diego County Sheriff’s Department decal that normally was displayed on the front doors of their squad cars. “Come in,” she invited me. “No, I’ll stand in the doorway.” I replied. It became a game of cat and mouse and I figured I was wasting my time. #Investigation
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