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patient and encouraging, a good cop who could recognize the seeds
sprouting in the kid. If there is such a thing as a born detective-and
there is-Don Stoop was destined to become an investigator. He
questioned everything; he wanted to know all the whys and hows, all the
details of the cases his uncle Fritz worked on. Why did people do bad
things, and how did his uncle know they were guilty? He could not
imagine that there could be a better job than to be a policeman.
When his uncle Fritz died, he left his badge to Don.
Stoop had a half-dozen years in the service behind him, a B.A. in
police science, and two two-year degrees in criminal justice and
philosophy. From the first moment he put on a police uniform in Cedar
Grove, Florida, he loved it; it was what he had always wanted to do. A
few years later, in 1980, he moved up to Georgia and "started policing
for the city of Atlanta." He was still as blond as a Scandinavian,
looked about eighteen, and worked a car in the most thickly populated
black ghetto areas of the city. The people who lived on Atlanta's
meanest streets liked him. He was a no-bullshit kind of guy. He
stayed with the Atlanta Police Department for five and a half years.
While he was working in Atlanta, Stoop met his future wife, Theresa
Hempfling, when they worked undercover stakeouts together. A lovely,
darkhaired woman, Theresa was a federal agent for the Alcohol, Tobacco,
and Firearms branch of federal law enforcement. She was in charge of
the Zone 6
Pro'ect in Atlanta, seeking out "armed career criminals." She was as
good at her job as Stoop was at his, and could trade quips with him toe
to toe. Stoop was making 92 percent of the arrests in the Zone 6
campaign, and Theresa was seeing the cases through to conviction.
But what Stoop really wanted-what he had always wantedwas to be a
detective like his uncle Fritz. The Fulton County D.A."s investigative
unit gave him plenty of opportunity to do just that. He had occasion
more than once to 'rethink" dispositions of cases marked closed by
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One was the bloody death of a fifty-year-old man whose case had been
closed as a suicide by the investigating agency. But there were
aspects of the case that disturbed the dead man's family and they asked
for an investigation by the D.A."s office Reading over the autopsy
report, Stoop saw that the victim had succumbed to several bullets in
the chest, fired by an old .445
Webley cavalry pistol. The city detective investigating the case had
surmised that the dead man
had shot himself many times in the chest, walked around the living
room, and then gone out into the hallway, where he shot himself a final
time. That, the report read, would account for the proliferation of
blood all over the floor.
Stoop recalled asking if a man with his chest full of bullets were
capable of walking od in the the
That it would, Stoop agreed,
around.
detective, "Would it surprise you that all that blood in the living room isn't
his blood?"
The city detective didn't believe the D.A."s investigator.
"Look at his shoes, then," Stoop suzlested The victim's shoes didn't
have a speck of blood on them. "I think he died right here in the
hallway , Stoop said. "And I think somebody else shot him."
Stoop's investigation unearthed the fact that the dead man's girlfriend
had been stopped by a patrol unit for erratic driving late on the night
of the shooting. She had bandages on both wrists. "She told them
she'd cut herself accidentally," Stoop recalled later with a grim
smile. "And they let her go.
She had tried to commit suicide by slitting her wrists after she shot
him.
That was her blood that was all over his living room; the lab
identified two different types of blood left in his hallway and living
room. Evidently, the girlfriend changed her mind about wanting to
die-and went to Grady Hospital and got sewed up. We thought we had a
case. But they acquitted her. The jury felt if it was murder, then
the first investigators should have known it. It didn't make sense,
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