What is the name of your state? AZ
On April 15, my best friend was going to show up at my house because it was the day before Easter. When I heard the knock at the door, I assumed it was my girlfriend. I hollered for her to come in but upon remembering that the metal screen door was locked I dashed to the door to unlock it without really looking outside. As I pushed the door open and looked up, a gun was pointing right at my head. I immediately thought that we were about to be robbed. The holder of the gun, wearing street clothes, started screaming at me many directives, one being that he wanted to know who was behind the front door the other being that he wanted to come inside the house. As I looked to my right, I saw the sheriff, dressed in uniform, standing there and realized that the man with the twitchy finger was obviously a bounty hunter. Neither man offered identification to me but I could see ID hanging from the bounty hunter's neck. I told him that there was no one behind the door (the door had a stopper that prevented it from opening all the way) and asked if he had a warrant to enter my home. He did not answer my question. Instead he again asked me who was in my house. I told him that my husband was inside. He screamed to the sheriff to go in and get my husband. I said, "Hold it, I don't let strangers in my house and I'm sorry but I don't know you." (The truth is, I didn't want those guys in my house because I had an embarrasing sink full of dishes!) I then looked at the bounty hunter, who was practically shaking like a leaf and told him, "And you, sir, need to settle down and keep your voice lowered." He ignored my request with more yelling. I told them that I would call my husband to the door. When my husband arrived at the door, I stepped outside thinking that my husband would be able to guard the entryway. As my husband approached to stand in my former holding spot, the bounty hunter grabbed my husband's left arm and forced him outside of the house, yelling at my husband to put his hands up on the house and spread eagle. He frisked my husband. My husband turned around, told the man to calm down and put his gun away. Then my husband told him that he was a correction officer and had identification inside the house to prove it. My husband asked him again to please put his gun away. The bounty hunter would only allow my husband to retrieve his Arizona Department of Corrections ID on the condition that the sheriff be allowed to go inside. I said, "Absolutely not. I still don't know you." The bounty hunter, still nervous, was barking out orders but no one was doing anything. My husband and I were both asking him to please settle [calm] down and lower his voice. The bounty hunter was yelling at my husband threatening him that he was going to "take him in." My husband asked, "On what charges?" The bounty hunter replied, "Aiding and abetting a convicted felon." At that point, the bounty hunter pulled out a photo of a woman and told us that he knew for a fact that she was in our house. I recognized the woman and told him that I had not seen her for over thirteen months, since March of 2005, and I had no idea where she was. He said that he had "reliable information" that provided him with info that she was in our house the previous month, March of 2006. I told him that was BS. My husband realized that we needed to resolve this matter pronto so he relented to letting the sheriff stand inside the house while my husband retrieved his State Corrections ID. Once the ID was shown to the bounty hunter, he calmed down, apologized and then told us that because our door wouldn't open up all the way, he was worried someone was behind the door and he didn't feel like getting shot at on the day before Easter. I suggested he perhaps not work on Saturdays. I further suggested that they consider watching a person's house for a couple of days before they go shoving guns in innocent people's faces. We walked them out to their vehicle. There was a third man watching our back door. The bounty hunter told my husband that their "reliable hot tip" had actually come in as an anonymous tip on Sheriff Joe's Maricopa County website. Since this day, I have been unable to resume my daily routine. I had a steady job at the time but eventually I could not cope with leaving the house so I am no longer employed. Do I have any recourse? What is the name of your state?
On April 15, my best friend was going to show up at my house because it was the day before Easter. When I heard the knock at the door, I assumed it was my girlfriend. I hollered for her to come in but upon remembering that the metal screen door was locked I dashed to the door to unlock it without really looking outside. As I pushed the door open and looked up, a gun was pointing right at my head. I immediately thought that we were about to be robbed. The holder of the gun, wearing street clothes, started screaming at me many directives, one being that he wanted to know who was behind the front door the other being that he wanted to come inside the house. As I looked to my right, I saw the sheriff, dressed in uniform, standing there and realized that the man with the twitchy finger was obviously a bounty hunter. Neither man offered identification to me but I could see ID hanging from the bounty hunter's neck. I told him that there was no one behind the door (the door had a stopper that prevented it from opening all the way) and asked if he had a warrant to enter my home. He did not answer my question. Instead he again asked me who was in my house. I told him that my husband was inside. He screamed to the sheriff to go in and get my husband. I said, "Hold it, I don't let strangers in my house and I'm sorry but I don't know you." (The truth is, I didn't want those guys in my house because I had an embarrasing sink full of dishes!) I then looked at the bounty hunter, who was practically shaking like a leaf and told him, "And you, sir, need to settle down and keep your voice lowered." He ignored my request with more yelling. I told them that I would call my husband to the door. When my husband arrived at the door, I stepped outside thinking that my husband would be able to guard the entryway. As my husband approached to stand in my former holding spot, the bounty hunter grabbed my husband's left arm and forced him outside of the house, yelling at my husband to put his hands up on the house and spread eagle. He frisked my husband. My husband turned around, told the man to calm down and put his gun away. Then my husband told him that he was a correction officer and had identification inside the house to prove it. My husband asked him again to please put his gun away. The bounty hunter would only allow my husband to retrieve his Arizona Department of Corrections ID on the condition that the sheriff be allowed to go inside. I said, "Absolutely not. I still don't know you." The bounty hunter, still nervous, was barking out orders but no one was doing anything. My husband and I were both asking him to please settle [calm] down and lower his voice. The bounty hunter was yelling at my husband threatening him that he was going to "take him in." My husband asked, "On what charges?" The bounty hunter replied, "Aiding and abetting a convicted felon." At that point, the bounty hunter pulled out a photo of a woman and told us that he knew for a fact that she was in our house. I recognized the woman and told him that I had not seen her for over thirteen months, since March of 2005, and I had no idea where she was. He said that he had "reliable information" that provided him with info that she was in our house the previous month, March of 2006. I told him that was BS. My husband realized that we needed to resolve this matter pronto so he relented to letting the sheriff stand inside the house while my husband retrieved his State Corrections ID. Once the ID was shown to the bounty hunter, he calmed down, apologized and then told us that because our door wouldn't open up all the way, he was worried someone was behind the door and he didn't feel like getting shot at on the day before Easter. I suggested he perhaps not work on Saturdays. I further suggested that they consider watching a person's house for a couple of days before they go shoving guns in innocent people's faces. We walked them out to their vehicle. There was a third man watching our back door. The bounty hunter told my husband that their "reliable hot tip" had actually come in as an anonymous tip on Sheriff Joe's Maricopa County website. Since this day, I have been unable to resume my daily routine. I had a steady job at the time but eventually I could not cope with leaving the house so I am no longer employed. Do I have any recourse? What is the name of your state?