
It's 3:04 a.m. and my phone is ringing for the ninth time since midnight. I just dozed off in my chair. But I'm awake now. "Judge, this is county operator 33; I have Deputy Hernandez in Palmdale seeking an EPO." The operator is referring to an emergency protective order. This is my third consecutive night on duty and I have a good idea what's coming. I say, "Thanks operator -- put it through." The conversation is, depressingly, as I expected: "Deputy, Judge Riff here....
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