So here is the situation. My daughter told me that she was sexually abused by her mother's ex-boyfriend. She is 14 and this took place between the ages of her earliest memories and 3rd grade. She has lived with me for the last three years. Her mother is a real piece of .... work. She had verbally, emotionally, and physically abused my daughter since our son was born. She became the bad child somehow. We divorced because she was screwing her boss's husband. That did not sit very well with her boss, nor myself. So enter the boss's husband. My daughter was about 2 at this time and my ex-wife remained with him till my daughter was in the 3rd grade. It was at this time that my ex-wife found out that he was cheating on her. The Karma train has arrived at the station. So she leaves him. About a year later she meets a Navy guy online. He comes to town to see her for the first time for a month and he leaves married to my ex-wife. My daughter has always been terrified of her mother. There were times when I would pick her up and my daughter would burst into tears as soon as the front door shut. My ex has also been arrested for felony injury to a child. I have had to fight this woman constantly for visitation and she is really evil incarnate. I truly and deeply hate this woman, but I digress. My ex-wife's new husband gets stationed in the U.S. and she decides since she can't move the kids out of the county that she will just leave them with me. No argument here. That was the best thing to happen to them. So over the next few years my daughter came out of her shell and became a great kid. All is well, or so I thought.

So the Ex returns. The kids spend spring break with here and come back wanting to live with her now. My son, I can understand. He has been so emotionally wrapped up in his mother it is ridiculous. When she left with her new husband my son was like a ten year old toddler. It took me a year to bring his maturity up to par. I could not understand this from my daughter. So I asked her why? Her mother has two new infant daughters. My daughter told me that she needed to be there to protect her baby sisters from her mom. She then began to cry harder. She told me that her mother did not protect her and that she would not protect her sisters. I asked her what she meant. Then she told me something that would fracture my psyche. She said her mother's ex-boyfriend (the boss's husband) had touched her. She did not want to give me details and honestly I don't think I could stomach it. I asked her if she would be comfortable telling the police and she said yes.

The next day I took off work and took her to the police dept. DID I MENTION THAT I AM A COP!!!! AND THAT THIS PIECE OF SH!T LIVES SIX BLOCKS FROM US. AHHHHH!!!! Before I picked her up from school I sat in front of his house, gun in hand, trying to think of a reason not to end him. The only thing that kept me from doing it was the fact that my daughter would have to go back and live with her mother. I even thought about killing her mother to prevent that. Oath be damned! Then I thought of my little girl growing up without me in her life. She told me the night before that that she loved me and that I saved her. I get emotional just thinking about it. So I let him live, for now.

So fast forward to today (three months). She had the forensic interview and I learned more details as to what was done to her. I can't repeat it. My soul can't handle it. She has been going to counseling and the therapist said she is doing great.

So, the waste of air turns himself in. Judge sets his bond at $30,000. I can't f*cking believe it. Like this guy broke into a car or something! He bonds out and doesn't even spend the night in jail. So here I am again. I WANT BLOOD!!! I want to watch the life drain from this animal's eyes. I have so much hate in me I can't hardly stand it. It is so hard acting normal at home. But, cracking up wont help my daughter. So I act OK. Sometimes I spend an hour hitting my heavy bag and it helps. But I have access to weapons and I am am very proficient in there use. Sometimes I zone out in my office thinking about holding his life in my hands. I will let the justice system do their thing, but if they fail I will do my thing. It may be ten years from now, but I will KILL THIS MAN.

I am having a hard time dealing. Cops don't cry. I told my daughter how I felt and that I will never allow anyone to harm her again. She actually said that she didn't realize it bothered me that much. Cops can be a bit emotionally detached. We have to be or the job would kill us.

Any advice???