Harrison returned to headquarters.
By 11:45 a.m., all twelve call records were on his desk.
He called Officer Brennan.
“Sit down.”
Brennan did.
“You knew these calls were false.”
Brennan looked at the floor.
“By the third one.”
“Why didn't you report it?”
Brennan hesitated.
“Sergeant Furman told us not to.”
“Why?”
“He said Mrs. Prescott had political connections.”
Harrison leaned back.
“That's not an answer.”
Brennan finally looked up.
“He said upsetting her could cause problems with department funding.”
Harrison nodded slowly.
Then he slid call number ten across the desk.
Brennan's handwritten addendum was highlighted.
“This was the first honest report anyone wrote.”
Brennan looked embarrassed.
“I should have done more.”
“Yes.”
Harrison paused.
“But you did eventually do something.”
He stood.
“Don't let this be the last time.”
Brennan nodded.
Harrison then called Furman into his office.
The meeting lasted twelve minutes.
At the end, Furman surrendered his badge and weapon.
He was placed on administrative leave pending investigation.
That afternoon, Harrison drove to the District Attorney's Office.
He placed the entire file on the table.
“Twelve false reports.”
The prosecutor read through them.
Then looked up.
“This isn't just harassment.”
“No.”
“This is a pattern.”
“Yes.”
“We're opening a formal investigation.”
Eighty-Four Calls
Investigators didn't stop at the Noble family.
They subpoenaed Donna Prescott's complete 911 history.
The result came back three days later.
Eighty-four calls.
Investigators spread the records across a conference table.
The pattern was staggering.
Seventy-one calls targeted people of color.
Delivery drivers.