Remember the house I broke into thinking there was a dead body? Well today I get a call.
"Hey George remember that house on such-and-such street?"
Then I felt a sinking feeling. I knew what was coming.
"George remember the guy you were looking for?"
"Yeah, where did they find him?"
"In the kitchen, underneath all that garbage!"
His family came to the house, a month after we went in and began cleaning up. After three days (today) they had removed enough clutter and found his body. After a while I will post the pictures I took of the clutter the day I was in the house and let you see for yourself. I'll be eagerly following this case until the closure. Still, dammit!!!!!!