Yesterday I got a call from a real estate agent who had a bank repossessed property that he needed me to winterize, board up, and change the locks. The real estate agent did not have any keys for the home so if it was locked, I would have to break in. I decided to do it today, because tomorrow morning I am leaving for another trip to Pennsylvania and won't be back until the beginning of next week.
A lot of the properties I work on for this guy are in some not so nice areas of Detroit. This one was no exception. For those members familiar with the city, it was down by Linwood and The Lodge Freeway.
I had a small job to do this morning and another that I could do at any time, so I decided to get this one done fairly early (before all the crack heads wake up). After picking up material, I get to the house just before noon.
I got out of the truck, tucked my 9mm into the small of my back, and walked up onto the porch. As I approached the door, I could have sworn I heard something moving inside. I stopped, and thought "What the hell". I knocked, and waited. I knocked again, and waited. I thought maybe it was just my imagination, you know, being a little jumpy just because of the area I was in.
I kind of chuckled to myself and felt like an idiot for knocking on the door of a vacant house. I gave the door a little shove and it swung right open. There in front of me was a little black and white TV, turned on, and a TV tray with some piping hot food sitting on it. I heard a door inside slam shut, so I put my hand on my pistol and yelled HELLO!!. Then I looked a little closer at the living room. There were 40 oz beer bottles everywhere and what could only be described as drug paraphernalia (little baggies, copper scouring pads, and disposable lighters) all over the place.
I WAS OUT OF THERE! Before I got shot at or got confronted by dealers getting belligerent and causing me to draw my weapon, I was gone!
I called the agent and ask him if he was trying to get me killed. I told him what happened, and now the police have to go over and throw the squatters out and padlock the building.
Boy, I can't wait to go back and do that job.
Does anybody want to go down there with me next week and provide cover while I do the work? [:D]
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