Chapter 4 Corrupt Detective Jeff Williams

The Total Fabrication created by Detective Jeff Williams of the White County Sheriffs office Searcy Arkansas

 

This section is going to be quite lengthy and I may break it up into parts so it will be easier to digest and understand exactly how this whole thing was turned from a simple case of self defense, into my son being sent to prison for shooting a crazy person who pulled a gun on us, a crazy person whom Adam disarmed and then he got Adams shotgun and was about to shoot us again and Adam shot him in the knee dropping him from my gun sights as I was pulling the trigger on his head.

Adam saved this guys life twice that day, when he seen him pulling his pistol out the first time all he had to do was shoot him with his shotgun, but he chose to try and disarm him and he did, in the struggle he lost control of his shotgun and now Justin has it and is readying it to shoot us when Adam picks up the pistol from the ground and shoots him in the knee, once again trying to diffuse the situation instead of taking the guys life, later he told us that he didn’t want his ten year old nephew to have to see a man die.

Section 5-2-607 of the Arkansas Code provides that a person is justified in using deadly physical force upon another person if the person reasonably believes: that the other person is committing or about to commit a felony involving force or violence; is using or about to use unlawful deadly physical force; or is imminently endangering the person's life. A person is justified in using physical force upon another person to defend himself or herself or a third person from what the person reasonably believes to be the use or imminent use of unlawful physical force by that other person, and the person may use a degree of force that he or she reasonably believes to be necessary.

What Adam did that day was nothing short of heroic, he not only saved our lives but the life of the nut case who chose to come into our hunt knowing we were armed and then trying to shoot me, it doesn’t make sense what this lunatic did, if Adam had not dropped him at that very moment a fraction of a second later and he would be 6 feet under because I was shooting him in the face.

I Have a counselor I talk to, the hardest thing for me in the beginning was trying to make sense of why someone would do such a thing, her response was that I was trying to rationalize irrational behavior and that it could not be done, what he did that day was totally irrational behavior, he was going through a nasty divorce, he had lost the custody of his kids as the judge didn’t deem him suitable to have custody and maybe he wanted to be killed, he had a death wish or in fact he is just completely insane, he is in fact a habitual LIAR as you will see in the following statements that he has made.

 

I am going to post The incident reports and the Narrative of the case, what makes this a total fabrication is in the fine details that most would over look or never notice, the times and dates of when Jeff Williams of the White County Sheriff’s office, claims took place. In any investigation times and dates are a very important part of how things appear to the educated, what I particularly want you to take note of is the time stamps in the upper right and lower left, On September 2^nd at   1:20 A.M. in the first incident reports we are listed as the victims of the crime which would be correct because we were most definitely the Victims of this crime. On September 19^th at 10:50 a.m. Vivian and I went to the Sheriff’s office to speak to the Sheriff, because the detective would not return my phone calls and I wanted to know why there was nothing being done, only then was Jeff Williams willing to talk to us, I asked him why he would not return my calls or those of my lawyers, to which he replied he was awaiting a call from the lawyer and never answered why he wouldn’t return my call, I asked him what was going on with the case and he informed me that he could not Arrest Justin Yandell for trespassing because he wasn’t on our land, I said he was on our families land and not his land but I actually didn’t care about him being arrested for trespassing I wanted to know why he hadn’t been arrested for attacking us, pulling a gun on me and trying to kill us, Jeff Williams replied because he didn’t have a gun he said he laid it down, I  told him that he not only had one gun but that he had two guns, the pistol he brought and the shotgun he took from Adam and was about to shoot us with when Adam shot him, This pissed Jeff Williams off, he jumped up from his chair causing it to slam back against the wall knocking pictures and things off the wall and he told us to get out of his office he doesn’t have to listen to me, I was very upset and told him you do have to listen to me you are a public servant and I pay your salary, we are the victims of a crime and you are treating us as if we were the criminals, with that said another officer arrived and we were escorted out of the building, I requested a foia for all the information and was denied it as it was an ongoing investigation, later that day September 19^th  at 1:51:59  P. M. as you will see on the dates at the bottom of the pages we went from being the victims to the criminals!

We never got to speak to the Sheriff!

In the Narrative Jeff Williams states he received a phone call on September 4^th from Josh Yandell the brother of Justin Yandell who had been shot in the knee, Josh Yandell had been involved in a shooting with another neighbor two weeks prior to this incident and has since been to court on pulling a gun on another individual since this all happened he claimed that a man named Berry Reynolds had called him and told him he witnessed the entire thing and that Officer Williams should call him, let me give you a short version long version will be later about Berry Reynolds, he tried to steal some land from us unsuccessfully after offering to purchase it from us took us to court and lost then refiled a few years later where I defended us and we won . He is a multiple time convicted felon and child molester and a paid informant for the White County Sheriff’s office, the complete fabricated statement he made and taken by Detective Jeff Williams was dated September3rd 2013 one day before he ever knew he existed as a witness, in fact his police record wasn’t requested until September 20^th the day after I pissed him off which leads me to believe that, none of it existed until after I pissed him off, the pictures show where he was standing did not exist until after this date as well.

To be continued…..






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Chapter 3 The day of the shooting!

That Day!

It was September 1^st the first day of dove season, a day that had been planned out for Triston and Ethan my two oldest grandsons to have their first dove hunt.

Ethan would go in the morning then Triston would go that evening and after Dove hunting Triston wanted to gig some frogs with his Dad, it was a day of family doing family things and passing down traditions that turned into a nightmare for us all.

Adam my son and Ethan my Grandson and I went dove hunting that morning Ethan was too young to be shooting a big shotgun so his job was to retrieve the birds and help us spot them he had a great time, we had set up between a highline wire on the property where the doves liked to land and our pond where they liked to go get a drink, the same setup that we had that evening, both of the boys were very excited about this day, 10m year old Triston was especially looking forward to gigging frogs after dark, His Dad had recently gigged some and brought them home and he wanted to go so we set this all up.

That morning as well as that evening Adam setup by the highline wire with a robo dove and some decoys and I setup down by the pond with the boys going back and forth between us having a good time. That evening I went down and set with Adam and Triston by the highline wire because it was getting close to dark and about time to stop dove hunting and start frog gigging and Tristons dad Jesse was on his way to go with us frog gigging, Jesse arrived out there and took Triston for a walk about the property to possibly roust up some birds for us to shoot and basically killing time until dark, the Doves had been few and far between not the best of days but we had fun just because of the boys and how excited they would get.

Jesse and Triston were walking along the western fence when two men came over the fence, one had a gun in his hand Justin Yandell, he asked Jesse who he was and what he was doing there Jesse told him and then he asked who else was down there shooting and Jesse told him my brother in law Adam Doty and Justin Yandell interrupted and said is Skip Doty down there which Jesses replied yes, Jesse and Triston both said that when he found out Skip Doty was down there he became enraged, he tucked his gun in the back of his shorts and his brother Josh Yandell told him don’t go down there and do nothing stupid, to which he replied Skip Doty is going to get what he’s got coming to him!

After saying that he charged toward Adam and I neither one of us had a clue that any of this had taken place we just suddenly look up and see a man charging down the hill toward us screaming which one of you all is Skip Doty at the same time Jesse tells Triston to get behind a tree he pointed him to and he is trying to let us know that Justin is armed through hand signals Jesse was unarmed and had his child to take care of and that’s all he could do,  I am sitting in my lawn chair and said that would be me, Justin Yandell said you don’t remember me but I damn sure remember you and by this time he was 6-7 feet away and reached around behind him for his gun and starts to bring it around when Adam rushes over and hits Justin Yandell in the head with the butt of his shotgun causing him to drop the pistol, in the ensuing struggle between them I am getting up out of my chair and a pistol I had in my chair falls to the ground and Justin gains control of Adams shotgun, I rise and start screaming for Justin to put the gun down put the gun down with my shotgun pointed at his head, I screamed it over and over as he was trying to get it in a shooting position, the thoughts going through my mind was who is this guy? Why does he want to kill me? I don’t want to have to kill him. And then the decision is made that I don’t have any choice he is about to kill us and I can’t let that happen and as I was squeezing the trigger a shot rang out and Justin Yandell hit the ground, I was momentarily startled because I thought I shot but didn’t feel the recoil and then instantly knew it wasn’t me it was Adam who shot him in the knee and dropped him from my gun sights, he had picked up the pistol laying on the ground and for the second time he chose not to end this Mentally Unstable person’s life he or I could have shot him when he pulled his pistol to kill me and he or I could have shot to kill him after he got control of Adams shotgun, but all Adam could think about was Triston a ten year old little boy that might be haunted for life seeing a man die, so he chose to shoot him in the knee, the distance I was to Justin Yandell my only option was to shoot him in the face, there wasn’t enough time to retreat and gain a different target.

Justin Yandell hit the ground and threw away the shotgun and begins yelling, I went from pulling the trigger on his head to asking him where he was hit and how bad he was hurt, he was wearing shorts no sign of bleeding he pointed to his knee and I looked and seen a small hole on the center of his knee, I told him looks like you just got nicked and he said no it went in, I said but it’s not bleeding, I then told Jesse to take Triston to the truck and to call 911 and get the police and an ambulance out there, I will never forget Triston running and screaming they shot my Papaw, that image will be forever ingrained in my mind the fear that went through this young man, my first born Grandson, later than night when I finally get to see him again he ran to me and hugged me and told me he loved me and he was happy I wasn’t hurt…

 Justin then  starts yelling for his brother, and I tell Justin dude do not do that, don’t bring your brother down here because if he comes down here with a gun it’s just going to make things worse, I told him we are calling the police and an ambulance but he would not shut up and kept screaming for his brother saying they shot me, I could see this thing getting a lot worse instead of ending right there, I told Adam to gather our things and let’s get to the truck away from these people, then Here comes Josh Yandell wearing his pajamas with what appeared to be a gun in his pocket, I told Josh we had called the police and an ambulance and he isn’t hurt he isn’t bleeding the whole time I am holding my shotgun at the ready in case he decides to pull that gun out of his pocket which thank God he chose not to, he gets on his own cell phone and calls his dad and tells him that we have shot Justin and I am thinking this is just great we need to get out of here a short while later from the other end of the property someone on a 40 wheel side by side comes through the trees at a fast pace, my original thought it was Uncle Buddy who lived on that end of the property and then Adam yells Watch out Dad and I jump out of the way from being run over by Jerry Yandell  Justin Yandells Father, he jumped off his 4 wheeler and jumped on me and then Josh jumped on me trying to take away my shotgun, Adam picked up Justins pistol that was still lying on the ground and told them both to get off me or he would shoot them, they got off me and Jerry went over there to where  Justin Yandell  was laying having been shot in the knee and then he got back on his 4 wheeler and left Justin his son just lying there on the ground, instead of putting him on the 4 wheeler and taking him to the ambulance that was on its way, now you tell me what kind of man would leave his son like that? Josh is on the phone the rest of the time we were out there talking about us all being armed and going to shoot and that we were trying to flee the scene and how his brother was bleeding to death when there wasn’t a sign of blood coming from Justins knee at all, Josh never went to his brothers side until after we were gone, he never looked at his wound until much later, you could hear him saying on 911 call that he was showing Justin where the bullet exited the back of his knee, now think about this if this boy was bleeding to death as they claimed he was would it not have been obvious? He was wearing shorts his knee was exposed bare naked and no blood coming from it the entire time I was with him, he was crying like a little child the whole time and screaming at us for shooting him, I tried for a long time to try and figure out just why someone would do what he did that day, and my counselor told me that you can’t rationalize irrational behavior.

We finally get away from them and get to the truck the police are at the end of the driveway and I unload all our weapons and lay them on the back of the truck we also bring his pistol with us to give to the police, after all they had been told by josh on the phone that we were trying to flee and we were armed and all this stuff the police seemed very apprehensive in coming down to where we were, and the 911 operator called back on Jesses phone and I told her everything that happened where we were and that we were unarmed and just waiting for the police to get there but they wouldn’t come down the driveway where we were so I started walking toward them and they came on in, they immediately searched all of us and put us in different cars and had us write statements about what had happened, they read our statements and they told us we did the right thing the same thing they would have done one of the detectives said I have both of the pistols taking them for evidence and I told him he needed to take the shotgun too because that’s what Justin Yandell had in his hand about to shoot us when he was shot, the detective replied oh Justin had already told them he had the shotgun so there wasn’t any need in talking it too, the detectives said Justin Yandell should have never come over the fence, should have definitely never come over with a gun and he should have called the Sheriffs office and had them handle it or the game and fish, you see they claimed that our bird shot was hitting their house and barn that was over an eighth of a mile away, its physically Impossible for that to happen, the ballistics on number 8 bird shot distance is around 200 feet.

To be continued…

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Chapter 2 Johnny Quattlebaum

On February 16^th 1980 I married Vivian Quattlebum daughter of Bueal and Vera Quattlebum, in June of 1987 Bueal Died of a heart attack and left his wife and three children with 11 acres of land on Quattlebaum Road he had inherited from his father, there was 80 acres divided up between all of his Children in 1977, Bueal was a great man someone whom I admired and respected a deacon at Mt. Hebron Baptist church where Vivian and I met, as most fathers he didn’t much like me at first but once he seen that I was there to stay and do well by his Daughter we became good friends.

When he died his Brother Johnny Quattlebaum asked his wife and the three girls if he could run his cows on the land they owned and in exchange he would keep the fences mended and mow the grass and keep it looking just like Bueal left it so they agreed to let him do that, it didn’t take long before that promise was broken, he let parts of it grow up where you couldn’t walk through it anymore, the fences to this day have never been touched the only thing holding them up is the trees and brush that grew up around them, the one time that any of the fence was replaced was when the neighbor replaced it after Johnnys bull tore it down, when the neighbor asked for help in rebuilding the fence from Johnny , Johnny Quattlebaum told him it wasn’t his fence and he wasn’t going to pay for anything.

On many occasions Vera asked him to remove his cows from the land because he wasn’t doing what he agreed to do only to be told she would have to build a fence which she could not afford.

On many occasions I would go to the land to fish and find trash and beer cans and sometimes people fishing in the pond that Johnny Quattlebaum had given permission to, I had many conversations with Johnny and told him to not be giving people permission to go there as well as Vera my mother in law had told him the same thing but he never stopped, he had told all the neighbors up there that since I was not a Quattlebaum that I didn’t have any right to be there or have any say , which by state law was incorrect because I was married to someone who owned the land and it legally bound me to it as such.

A short time after he had put his cows up there I went there to go fishing and found a tree stand on the property overlooking the pond, I called Vera and told her about it and she told me no one had permission outside the family to be there and for me to remove the deer stand, so I did, Johnny called me and asked me about it and I told him I took it down because no one had a right to put it there, it belonged to one of his friends whom he had told could hunt there, I found out years later it was our neighbors deer stand, Johnny told everyone that I stole this deer stand which was not true, I simply did what Vera asked me to do, but it made a lot of people mad at me and apparently Johnny was quite ashamed by telling his friend he could hunt there when he didn’t have the rights to tell anyone they could hunt so he just told them I stole their deer stand instead.

Several times I found people on the land and asked them who they were and who told them they could be there and Johnny Quattlebaum was always the one who had given them permission, and every time I would have to tell them that Johnny didn’t have any rights there and that they could not be on the property always calling Johnny and telling him the same.

In October of 2010 or 2011 I had given my Son in law written permission to bow hunt up there, he went up there and parked his truck at the gate and walked in, when he reached his stand he could hear someone honking their horn and screaming whoever owns this white truck better get out here or he was going to cut his tires, so he climbs down and goes to the truck and talks to the man that was in such a rage and asked him what the problem was, the man was Justin Yandell whose father owned some land on the back side of our property, he asked Jesse who he was and what was he doing , Jesse replied he was hunting, he asked who gave him permission to hunt and Jesse showed him the written permission paper I had given him that included my phone number, Justin Yandell then calls Johnny Quattlebaum and Johnny tells him I don’t have the right to give anyone permission to be there because I’m not a Quattlebaum and Jesse is told to leave, Justin Yandell then calls me cursing me out for letting Jesses hunt up there and what Jonny Quattlebaum had said to him, I informed Justin Yandell at that time that Johnny Had no rights to give anyone permission and that if he had given him permission to be there that I was revoking them and that if he was ever caught on that property he would be arrested for trespassing, The Yandells had some mean dogs that they let roam and on more than one occasion they came to the pond we were fishing at and threatened to bite us, I told Justin Yandell if any of his dogs ever bit one of my grand children I was going to kill his dog so he better not let his dog come back over there and I hung up on this crazy person who just called me up and cursed me out for giving permission to a family member to hunt on our family property!

That’s was the first and last Conversation I had with Justin Yandell until the day of the shooting, I had never met him before or since and could not tell you even what he looked like and in fact it was the craziest phone call I had ever had, just plain nuts from someone who had zero rights to even be involved with that land at all he had no reason to care who was on the land or what they were doing or why they were doing it but yet he threatened to cut a man’s tires and then called me and cursed me out, over something that was absolutely none of his business!

Johnny Quattlebaum was the answer, he had everyone up there convinced that he owned all of that land when in fact he only owns 22 of the 80 or so acres up there, Johnny Quattlebaum had poisoned the entire community against me because I was the only Male in the family that would ever stand up to him, he lied about me and totally Convinced the Justin Yandell and the rest of his family that I had no right to be on that property, on the day of the Shooting the Yandells called Johnny and asked him if he had given anyone permission to be up there hunting, he said no and to run them off, the land we were on did not belong to Johnny Quattlebaum as a matter of fact no one in this family has ever been on Johnny Quattlebaums land up there in 25 years. From 1987 to 2013 Johnny Never replaced any fences never bush hogged the whole thing and never once even offered a pound of hamburger meat to anyone in the family for allowing him the privilege of using the land, now these were his brothers children and wife whom he had taken advantage of for 26 years, he had been asked to remove his cows several times because he didn’t do what he said he would do, after the shooting he was told by all three children and their Mother in front of a White county deputy to remove his cows and his reply once again was for us to build a fence which is what we finally did!








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