It was three years ago that Patrick Grady was summoned to Maryland to answer a peace order filed by Bill Schmalfeldt. And guess what Schmalfeldt did after Grady arrived?
According to Grady’s account:
I gave my name. In return, the lady said something like, “Come again?” I repeated it, and I told her I would like to file a Peace Order. I also had some paperwork from Cook County that I would like to have served. She asked against whom, and I told her. The look I got in return was a combination of sympathy and gratitude. She told me that Mr. Schmalfeldt had called and intended to come in later to drop the order. She needed to fetch a sheriff and pull the file, and she also needed to get her supervisor.
Bill called to say he was dropping the order. He chickened out. Slinked away. Slithered out the closest rat hole. Couldn’t run away fast enough. Abandoned ship.
Grady didn’t have to sneak anywhere. Grady was going to face Schmalfeldt mano-e-mano and Schmalfeldt didn’t want none of that!
Of course, Bill remembers it TOTALLY different because liars will do that. And they’ll puff their chests because cowards gunna cower.
Let me see if I understand this: You have PD, need a wheelchair to get around, can only sit for 10 minutes at a time, and you want someone to show up at your door to confront you?