As promised, here is the series of texts that almost led to my arrest.
Aug 16. 1:54 a.m. 908 area code.
Greg: Did you tell my daughter is was ok to have an abortion?
908: Don’t know who you are or what you’re talking about
Greg: Don’t even try that old line with me. You had no business telling a 16-year-old that she could have an abortion without telling her parents. We are the ones that should be counseling her, not anyone else.
908: Lol no idea what you’re talking about
Greg: Sure, you probably drank away the memory. Try and sober up for the police. They should be coming by on Monday to get a statement.
908: Sure ill talk to em. Night
908: Feelin stupid yet? Figure out you texted the wrong person? Maybe you should have checked the number before you made an ass of yourself
Greg: Denial won’t make it any less true, Alicia. Stop destroying lives and work on your own.
908: Hahaha you do have the right number I guess but I still don’t know what you’re talking about
908: Who’s your daughter I’m so confused
Greg: Our lawyer advised us against speaking about the pending case. I just wanted you to know that my husband and I are extremely pissed.
908: My father is a detective, he’s called twice minutes ago from his office. He’s filing a charge as we speak. I’d advise you contact him at 908892****
908: I will no longer be respond, you can take it up with him.
Greg: What? I thought your dad ran a bar in Jersey City. Who is this?