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A Fair Cop (Paperback)
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A Fair Cop (Paperback)
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List price R329
Loot Price R259
Discovery Miles 2 590
You Save R70 (21%)
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The true story of a young police officer's imprisonment for a crime
he did not commit It was Michael Bunting's life ambition to follow
in his father's footsteps and become a police officer. But six
years after his family watch him pass out and begin his life's
dream, he is serving a sentence for a crime he didn't commit. This
is his story. Beaten almost senseless as he tried to arrest a
violent criminal, the 23-year-old PC was left with head injuries
and blurred vision that took him months to recover from. Back at
work he was astounded to learn that his attacker had filed a
complaint against him and that the Police Discipline and Complaints
Department were following up the allegation. Two years later he was
found guilty of common assault against his assailant and received a
prison sentence that left him living his devastated life amongst
the criminals he had previously sought to keep off the streets.
Hard-hitting and at times heart-breaking the book is a graphic
account of life behind bars for a policeman in one of England's
hardest prisons. An extract from A Fair Cop: "The prisoner arrived
once more with the trolley and placed the plate of food on to my
hatch. 'Bunting,' he shouted pleasantly. I wasn't fooled. 'Thanks,'
I said, as I walked across the cell to collect it. As I put my hand
out to reach for the plate he snatched it away. He held it up to
the hatch and peered through at me. 'PC Bunting, isn't it?' he
asked, and then took a deep breath to muster as much saliva from
the back of his throat as he could. With one swift movement he spat
a big glob in to the middle of the food. The white phlegm floated
around in brown gravy. 'Hey lads, I'm feeding the pig,' he said.
With this, two other prisoners came to my cell hatch. They looked
at me, sniggering. They then spat in my food too. The first
prisoner put the plate on the hatch and gestured for me to come
closer. 'You're in our territory now, you f***ing filth, and we're
gonna f***ing carve you up.'
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