It doesn't add up
It's been a strange weekend.
As Baxter posted, I went to Rebekah's concert on Friday. Everything appeared to be normal, and at 7:30pm the lights went down. We waited for several minutes and then there was an announcement that the program had been changed: Rebekah would not be playing, and the orchestra would be playing something else instead. (I don't remember what the replacement was -- something else by Saint-Saens, I think.)
I left the theater to find out what was happening, and counted no less than fifteen law enforcement officers in the lobby. Special Agent Harrop (the agent assigned specifically to Eric) was there, and I tried to talk to him, but was shooed away. I talked to a few police officers, but they all told the same story: Rebekah was gone, and they didn't know where she was -- but there was no reason to think that anything bad had happened. (How they came to that conclusion, considering they didn't know anything, I'll never know.)
After fifteen minutes, I was finally able to talk to Agent Harrop. He asked me a thousand questions: Did I go to Salt Lake with Rebekah and Eric? Had I talked to them that day at all? Had they mentioned anything about going somewhere? I wasn't able to get a word in, and he didn't answer any questions.
Now here's the weird thing. As you may have seen in the news already (it's been all over every major network since this morning), the FBI released a statement that Eric and Rebekah are now in the Witness Protection Program.
It raises a few questions:
If the FBI had taken him into custody, wouldn't Agent Harrop had known that?
Wouldn't there have had to be some kind of incident to force their hand?
What about Rebekah's mother and sister? They are involved in the trial, too. What about Baxter and I? We testify in both Isabella and Arbogast's trials.
Something happened, I think, and the FBI isn't telling us.
As Baxter posted, I went to Rebekah's concert on Friday. Everything appeared to be normal, and at 7:30pm the lights went down. We waited for several minutes and then there was an announcement that the program had been changed: Rebekah would not be playing, and the orchestra would be playing something else instead. (I don't remember what the replacement was -- something else by Saint-Saens, I think.)
I left the theater to find out what was happening, and counted no less than fifteen law enforcement officers in the lobby. Special Agent Harrop (the agent assigned specifically to Eric) was there, and I tried to talk to him, but was shooed away. I talked to a few police officers, but they all told the same story: Rebekah was gone, and they didn't know where she was -- but there was no reason to think that anything bad had happened. (How they came to that conclusion, considering they didn't know anything, I'll never know.)
After fifteen minutes, I was finally able to talk to Agent Harrop. He asked me a thousand questions: Did I go to Salt Lake with Rebekah and Eric? Had I talked to them that day at all? Had they mentioned anything about going somewhere? I wasn't able to get a word in, and he didn't answer any questions.
Now here's the weird thing. As you may have seen in the news already (it's been all over every major network since this morning), the FBI released a statement that Eric and Rebekah are now in the Witness Protection Program.
It raises a few questions:
If the FBI had taken him into custody, wouldn't Agent Harrop had known that?
Wouldn't there have had to be some kind of incident to force their hand?
What about Rebekah's mother and sister? They are involved in the trial, too. What about Baxter and I? We testify in both Isabella and Arbogast's trials.
Something happened, I think, and the FBI isn't telling us.
posted by Davis Bradshaw at 6/26/2006
2 Comments:
Here's something else, guys. Our house has been crawling with the FBI (and the Secret Service, and the police) since Friday night. I would swear they have no idea what's going on.
I was interviewed for nearly six hours on Saturday. they were asking if I knew any place Rebekah would go; if we had a cabin, or a frequent vacation spot; if Rebekah had friends overseas. They never once mentioned the Witness Protection Program.
And here's the weirder thing: the FBI announced that this morning that they were in the Witness Protection Program, but the FBI has still been at our house, looking for things?
I don't know... I've gotten to know the FBI quite a bit during the last six months, and they're nothing if not incompetent.
/being hopeful
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