A Very Strange Call Indeed…………..

Hello All,

Todays events were a strange happening for more than just myself. For starters Ani was furious with me for going into work. I have a bad habit of working through sickness and she hates it when I do. I’m a firm believer that laying around and feeling sorry for yourself only prolongs the period and I think, makes it worse. It realy was’nt anything much, just a head cold that has sort of become a flu, still though, I ended up back here at home regardless, and it had nothing to do with my being sick.

My beautiful girl has a past, not a naughty type of past, more the kind that keeps coming back to haunt her. Both the eldest boys, Morgan and Jack were fathered by Ani’s ex, Scott William Longfield. Now if there was ever a name given to a man that oozed crime, it is his. It even sounds like a criminal name! His crime though, stalking to the enth degree. I knew about him and all that he has done when I first met Ani and up until now he has had the good sence to stay away. He has served years behingbars for consistently breaking all restraining orders against him, causeing bodily harm to Ani and the kids and persistently abusing her through emotional mind games which at times are even worse than getting beaten up.

He broke bail a year and a half ago in Queensland after being extradited there and has been on the run ever since. He has taunted the police by mailing them letters with no sending address, abusing them for the law and the decisions they have made towards him. As a father I can (to an extent) sympathise with his seperation from his children. However that sympathy goes right out the back door when he directly involves me and the rest of our now large family in his present "mind game". He has not seen the boys for about five years now and I am sure is very bitter about it all. That said, he still won’t believe that he is the one responsible for his situation. He quite simply will not conform or repent.

It was about 9.00 am this morning when I was told I had a call waiting on hold. Upon answering the call I was confronted with the voice of a man claiming to be a Constable Dunn. His questions were short and direct and he first asked my first name. All he asked was "is this Luke"?, nothing about my last name or anything else. I answered yes of course, and then he asked me if I drove a black Volkswagon. I then told him no, but that my wife did. He then asked me for a contact phone number for her which I stupidly gave without asking why. It was’nt till I got off the phone that I realised there was something not right about that call. For starters, my name, my place of work, the phone number for my place of work, infact anything what so ever to do with me as a person appears nowhere on Ani’s registration of that car. It is hers alone, not mine.

After I gave him her mobile number, I asked him what it was to do with to which he basically replied, "it is a matter to do with Anika". He knew her first name and as a police officer, should have had ALL her details in front of him. I kicked myself for not questioning him, I don’t know what I was thinking giving information about her away like that. He is known by police and all our phone numbers are linked to the ACT police force. The moment we call 000 they are directed to be here in minutes! He should not have had to call me at all and now I was getting very nervous. I called Ani at her work to let her know about the call and after weighing up the facts she decided to call the local branch and register the call. Much to our fear the station did a search and found that there is NO Constable Dunn employed in the whole Canberra region and there was NO information relating to a quiry regarding Ani’s car. The police were perplexed as to why the call I recieved ever took place.

Imediatly we were sent into crisis mode and I was directed to pick the boys up from school and stay at home. Even the school has a photo of Scott and are advised to call the police should he ever arrive on the doorstep. We have lived happily knowing that he has no idea where we live till now, but when the female officer liasing with Ani told her how she believed Scott knew all the information about the car and myself we thought differently. She said that he most probably read our mail! That means he has been right outside our house, where the kids play, where the kids are vunerable! She said he has allways known where Ani worked and more than likely followed her home and only needed her phone number to have all her information. He is a smart man, but I have to tell you, he is not that smart if he comes between me and my family!

Ani has since come home and is currently in bed, tired mentally, emotionally drained and having to relive old memories of a man so far removed from her life that the thought of him knocking on the door sends her into sweats. Jack is terrified of seeing him, Morgan has memories of him covered in blood after smashing through the plate glass sliding door of the old house, and I am pissed off that he has managed to turn my house hold upside down and I hav’nt even met him! Ani and I have now both lost a day at work, the boys have been pulled out of school, Jack had a singing presentation at the school tonight that he can no longer go to, and my two daughters are now going to be thrust into this madness also!

Where is he, why is he lurking under a rock somewhere, why wont he leave my woman alone, and where is my cricket bat!!!! Cause if he so much as sticks one of his filthy boots inside my door, I’ll be the one questioned by the police!

I’m off to see how Ani is…….

Luke xo