Hey Kevin. Love the blog. I have a question for you. I've seen your head xrays and read about the problems that you've had with the police. Aren't you afraid you are taking too much time to find someone else to proceed with your investigation? -T.J. Palm Springs
T.J. thanks for your question; its a great one and not one that I haven't asked the police before. The last time I got concerned about the time frame and how long it was taking the PSPD to do anything about the rape I'd reported, I was under the assumption that one of my rapists was Steven Frey. He was the person renting the house and the only person there when I went to sleep. Let me be clear. This wasn't a party, it wasn't a drug party, there was no sex that night, I simply went to bed and expected Steven would wake me up before he took someone to the Ontario, Airport that Jackson Velin had asked us to do the night before.
I didn't wake up when Steven left, in fact, I didn't wake up til almost 1pm, which was unusual for me. I awoke naked. I never sleep that way. I was extremely groggy almost sedated. I found my jeans and put them on without underwear and felt an almost immediate rush of blood down my legs. I took off my jeans and saw the blood and I panicked. I was bleeding from my butt and it was a lot of blood. I've never ever had this happen. Steven was still gone. I wiped off the blood and put my clean underwear on then put the bloody jeans back on. By the time, I asked Steven what had happened and got back to my apartment, I'd bled more through my tidy whities.
I want everyone to know this...to this day I have never believed that Steven Frey had raped me. Someone did, but not Steven. I'd known him for years and this whole situation with the airport and Jackson and some old guy I'd never met as a passenger, seemed like a set up afterwards.
My skull was obviously broken. I say obvious because once whatever it was that I was drugged with wore off my head hurt from between my eyes all the way back to the back of my head. Not like a bump on my head, but more like it was cracked. It wasn't painful, it was excruciatingly painful.
Steven took me to the hospital the first time, MRI and the E.R. showed me something way different than what I picked up from the radiology department a few months ago. I know because of my teeth. You can clearly see in the xrays that I have now my fillings and crowns right in the places where they should be...but in the xrays there is clearly a shattered skull. Had the E.R. evaluated an MRI that wasn't mine? Possibly because the one I saw did not include my teeth. The second MRI and second time I saw someone else's xrays I was told nothing was wrong. I was in dire pain and reported the rape to the E.R.
The voices in my head, Brian and Laurie, were convincing me that Steven and Peter DiMartino were responsible, a fact that is shown in text messages I received from Steven's number later. The jeans and underwear are as good as a rape kit. They were stored in a paper bag as soon as I got home. There is something about the timeline that made me ask Lt. Reyes, "Can a family like Steven Frey's that has money buy justice from your department?" You see Laurie was telling me that she was Steven's sister, she'd made things happen with Jackson before, the Freys were behind all of this microwave hearing (aka The Frey Effect), so I was concerned that after six months the police hadn't even sent my clothes in. Then it was going to be another year? It seemed hokey. It was hokey.
After a period of time I sent Lt. Reyes this email and he called it "disrespectful to him" but invited me to the PSPD to see a report from the DOJ where he assured me that I was "right on the money" and "we're gonna get these guys". I fucking saw the report, he says now that there was only one report that he relied on three years after the rape. What happened to the one I SAW earlier when I went in with Anthony???
I was concerned that valuable time was being missed. Steven Frey's home floor was pulled out and concrete put over the old floor. Nobody ever went to the scene of the rape (no wonder with all of Laurie's stolen loot in the garage). Nothing happened. What looked like DNA only would be the determining factor, was...if there was no DNA then I must not have been raped, despite all the blood and now, the broken skull.
Then there were the arrests without convictions that seemed to come almost monthly until the jeans were sent.
My opinion and answer to your question is this. This department is dirty and the longer they can draw something out, the more they hope that you will forget about it. The mistakes that they made and what happened because of them afterwards are punitive...and I don't trust them. Consequently if I hire an attorney that disagrees with our teams attorney whom does not contact me, then we could have a conflict. It would seem that advocating for myself has been stalled by my own team. It isn't fair and it isn't just. There are plenty of attorneys that would love to look into a case of rape where the victim was a police informant whom they later said had "mental issues" on television with a broken head, infections, lots of blood and a lack of investigation into the crime scene. There seemed to be enough evidence to pull in Peter DiMartino and Steven Frey, but there is no longer enough evidence to pull in Laurie and Brian. Is that because Steven and Peter are gay and Laurie and Brian homophobic?
There are plenty of organizations that would love to represent someone that has accomplished what I have. I don't know how long to wait to see someone, but that time frame is getting shorter.
It's one thing to buy justice, another thing to lie justice and yet another thing to expect friends to help you seek justice that know the truth. My life is difficult enough, I have to do some lonely alone soul searching because of my own team. That's really not kind.
