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Copyright 1995(c)
LEONA
By Nelda Merfe
She blinked and backed up.
"May we come in?" asked the uniformed police officer.
"Sure," she mumbled. "Close the door."
It was dark inside and the police officers looked at one
another, hesitating. "Can you turn on some light, ma'am," they
asked and she turned on the dimmest of overhead globes. They moved
forward in the murky dark, hands poised over holsters, holsters
unsnapped.
"There's nothing here that will hurt you," she said, following
them into the interior of the house.
"What are you doing here, ma'am?" asked the younger of the
two.
"I live here," she said, confused.
"No, I mean what activity are you engaged in?" he asked.
As the words left his mouth, she saw a man in a three-piece-
suit enter the doorway which had been left open by the last officer
who entered. It was an invitation, she realized.
"I'm running a BBS board," she said. "Why?"
The suit moved to her computer and began to rapidly copy her
files and programs onto a laptop he carried.
"Hey!" she shouted."Hey, you can't do that!"
She was restrained by the young cop, and she began to be
scared but decided to bluff.
"I demand to see a warrant," she said, standing straighter and
trying to ignore the hand on her arm.
"Take her," said the suit, and she felt herself grasped more
firmly, this time by both arms as her hands were forced into
handcuffs.
"Who are you? What are you doing? I demand to talk to my
lawyer," she sputtered. They ignored her. What the devil was this?
She was questioned but she didn't know the answers. They had
her dead to rights, they said. She was a spy, they said, without
saying for or against whom. It was like the guy who got arrested
for buying $4 worth of marijuana in his neighborhood to show cops
how easy it was to get, or the two women who got arrested in
Florida for drinking coffee on the beach. The sign said "no
drinking."
But nobody would believe her. And that was just the beginning
of it. Of course, at first it didn't occur to her that people would
disbelieve her. She was outraged to be so interrupted. She was a
solid citizen minding her own business.
She soon found out just how much mercy she would be awarded
in a courtroom where she was formally charged. They misread her
messages and gave them meaning and information they didn't have and
she hired a lawyer for big bucks.
He was talking about jail time versus probation.
She was Leona Helmsley. All over again.
End