Suspicions

It took me awhile to collect myself after yesterdays news that another member of my original team had passed away. After the initial training, there were eight of us. Only six of chose to go forward after our individual meetings with Drake, referenced below in the posts labeled 'The Conversation'.

I was not the first of that final six to be killed. I was the third. The first two, Jerry Roberts and Brian Alderson, passed before me, but for reasons that have never been fully disclosed to me, never reached the stage of being successfully brought back in the same way I was. I believe that Jerry was too badly damaged in the explosion that killed him, he had served in his departments Bomb Disposal Unit. Brian was killed in an off-duty robbery, where the perp appeared to be going after his badge and weapon.

After me, three others were left. Once they learned that my transformation had been successful, they each contacted me e-mail and phone, seeking to find out what the process actually was. I think they each wanted to confirm that this process actually worked. One of my main reasons for starting and maintaining this blog was to give them an inside scoop as to what it was like to be dead and be brought back, I think that was just as important as maintaining my own sanity.

So it came as a pretty big blow to learn that another one of us had fallen. It almost seems like we are cursed, not that I would have believed that to even be a possibility before my own recent experiences with magick. I had a deep suspicion, however, as to which of my three remaining buddies had fallen.

About a week ago, I had gotten a very brief e-mail from Greg Tasker, perhaps my best friend of the remaining three. He had sent me a note indicating that he was considering quitting the program, since his marriage and his relationship with his children was suffering big time with all of the requirements and added stresses of staying in the program. I called him that night, but had to leave a message, since he wasn't picking up his home phone or his cell. I finally got ahold of him on Saturday, he was despondent, saying that his wife Ellen had been suspecting him of having an affair and had left with his two young sons to join her parents over a hundred miles from his home. He had decided that he needed to quit the program, and was going to draft his resignation letter on Monday, after his shift. He had wanted to consult his union attorney on the language he wanted to use, so that there would be no confusion or possible entanglements.

So, after I returned from office, and after I had posted here about what had happened, I did a quick Google search, using his name. Sure enough, he had been killed while reponding to a Party Store robbery. Apparently he was the first officer on scene, and was not aware of a third assailant outside the store when he was exiting his car. According to the news reports about the incident, an outside camera caught the shooting, the third assailant came up from behind him and used a small caliber bullet behind his ear from very close range. Strange thing is, the next officers to respond were able to nab the two knuckleheads as they were coming out of the store, but Greg's killer was nowhere to be found. Allegedly, the two in the store claim they had been approached by the third guy to do the robbery, with the third guy offering to stand as a lookout for the cops. When they heard the shooting, they panicked and hid in the store. By the time they gathered what wits they had, they were surrounded by responding cars from all over the town. Strange. Not that the two mopes in the store got caught, that happens all the time, but things just aren't adding up.

Four out of six dead within four years. That's some pretty strange shit. This appears to be more than mere coincidence of all of us working in a fairly dangerous profession. All cops know that they risk serious injury or death everytime they leave the for work, but they are trained to manage such risks. The six of us were all GOOD cops. I had to do some more digging, so I Googled for stories on the passing of each of who had died (yes, including myself).

My quick search yielded some interesting results. Jerry (the first to go) died three months (late April of 2001) after his meeting with Drake. There was never a claim of responsibility made by any group for the bomb itself, and the crime remains unsolved to this day. He was the only one of the four of us who was single with no dependents.

The next one to get killed, Brian, in the middle of a rather bitter divorce from his wife when he got killed in June of 2002. Again, his killing is unsolved, despite his department throwing all of its resources into tracking down his killer. His badge and weapon have yet to be found.

I was killed on Halloween of 2003. Again, I was recently divorced, although I had felt that I was to blame for the break-up of my marriage, I am beginning to have my doubts there too, but my marriage and what happened in it will be left for another day.

Now Greg too had marital problems, which he blamed at least in part on this program, and just as he was about to tender his resignation and fight for his marriage, he dies in another currently unsolved shooting.

I am seeing some patterns here that I don't like at all.

I was prepared to confront Drake with some of these suspicions this morning at the time he indicated, however, I received a call at 8AM today informing me that he was attending to other matters, and that our meeting was to be postponed until Thursday afternoon. Since he was not going to be around, I was asked to stay home until then, since there was apparently some concern as to my 'anger problems'. Fine by me. That gives me time to do some more research, its about time I applied some of my investigative skills to the patterns I am seeing in these deaths.

It is going to be an interesting meeting on Thursday.