The team drives to a nearby Spires Restaurant to talk. People screaming, ‘Get the (expletive deleted) out of here,’ and ‘He ain’t (expletive deleted) home.’ “ ![]() They bought a $65,000 Hummer, opened shop and waited for the phones to ring. Over a few glasses of merlot, they named themselves Lipstick Bail Bonds. “We saw the money they were making and thought: We could be better,” Teresa says. For six years they chased fugitives for other companies. In 1999, they quit to become private investigators. Then it was South Central – “the best place to learn police work,” they say. They joined the LAPD at 21 and worked undercover vice. “No one should pay your way,” says Teresa. They began volunteering with the Long Beach police at 15 joined the police reserves at 18 – worked three jobs to support themselves. Identical twins Teresa and Lisa are not only the muscle around here. The Today Show and Good Morning America are calling.Īnd why not? They’re TV’s “Dog” – with lip gloss and cleavage.īehind the pink veneer, however, lie old-fashioned American values: Work hard. Now? They’re getting national and international press. They’ve got five offices, 21 pink vehicles and a reality show in the works.īut it wasn’t always like this. Waitresses step out of restaurants to say hi. Every month, they hand out $20,000 in pink freebies – chap-stick, tank tops, hoodies emblazoned with their logo. People honk, wave, scream at the gaudy pink Hummer with lip decals on the sides. Then she steps out of the vehicle and disappears down a side path. “God, my stomach is in knots right now,” says Dawn. The Golt sisters, former LAPD officers, will hide behind the Hummer. He’ll look her over and, sure, he’ll go outside. She’ll ask Billy to come to the car to sign some bail papers – a formality. The Golts are the muscle behind fugitive captures. We meet up with the rest of the team – Teresa and Lisa Golt, sisters and owners of Lipstick Bail Bonds. I can’t tell you who I’m coming with because I don’t want Billy to know.” She’s on the hook, too.Įn route, the girlfriend calls a friend: “We’re looking for Billy. She’s chain-smoking, chain-talking, and torn between turning him in and remaining loyal. We stop first to pick up the tweaker’s former girlfriend. And besides, they carry pepper spray in cute little pink canisters (“this will definitely drop someone,” says Dawn), and pink handcuffs. They carry no guns, but they plan to bring him in anyway. He recently was released on a $100,000 bail – money the ladies of Lipstick Bail Bonds don’t want to forfeit. In this case, the tweaker/methamphetamine user is supposedly a Nazi Low Rider gang member who carries a dagger. “All right, we’re going to rock ‘n roll,” says Kimberly, a former airline stewardess, accelerating down Euclid. ![]() And their cell phones never stop ringing. That’s where Kimberly Shepherd, driving a hot-pink 2003 Hummer, and Dawn Wickwire, riding shotgun, come in. ANAHEIM This is a dirty business: meth addicts, heroin pushers, wife beaters, gang-bangers, liars, cheaters, bail jumpers…
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