Criminals on the Loose

We have a murderer on the loose here in my small town. Apparently very early Sunday morning, there was a home invasion and a 25 year old man was beaten to death with either a baseball bat or a large flashlight. He was life-flighted to Boise but died in the helicopter on the way there. His wife was also beaten, though the extent of her injuries are not known or rather are not being released. At this point in the investigation, there is no obvious connection between the victims and the murderer.

This is very unsettling to me on SO many different levels. The first part of it has to do with our own ongoing issues with CSG; the basic description of the murderer and CSG is eerily similar, and while I am well aware that the description could also fit 100 other people I know, it is still bothersome. There are also a few details about this which ring too close to home for my taste-home invasion, no connection that the police are aware of (in this area, that usually means that there is no DRUG connection), in fact one of the investigators said something like “There is no reason to think that the victims knew their attacker at this point, but that he may have known them.” Doesn’t THAT sounds freakishly similar to a stalker? Not necessarily MY stalker, mind you, but a stalker in general? So there are enough similarities to make me feel even more unsettled about what occured at my home last month. I don’t honestly think it is the same person-because if it were, he would certainly not have let my daughter’s sudden entrance into the house deter him. Still… Paranoid? Sure. I will freely admit that. Too many odd things have happened (including the fact that on Sunday morning someone came into our yard and stole my dogs, as well as opened a Snapfish envelope that was in my mailbox; thank God that Snapfish actually made a mistake and sent the ads and filler stuff with no photos in it-which has never happened before. I got the photos yesterday) for me to be anything else. The detective told me yesterday morning that they have a pretty good idea of who it is now-he took six photos over to Hannah yesterday to look at, and that is a GOOD thing. It isn’t going to bring my dogs back, which pisses me off-we were starting to feel a little more secure now that Mama was able to be loose and unmuzzled in the yard, and Eli is going to be so, so sad when he gets home to find his puppy gone.

My feelings of fear and disquiet are heightened by our own situation, which I think is normal and reasonable. However, this is a very frightening thing in the larger sense as well. While of course we have crime here, as any town does, we don’t have murders as a rule. I think the last murder we had was just over 2 years ago, where a teenage boy killed his dad. He was considered a suspect immediately and was arrested a couple of days later. In this case, the guy is still at large and they don’t yet know who he is-that is scary to me. I am not naive and blissfully walking through life unaware that bad shit happens every single day-but at the same time, this is not something you expect to have happen. In one moment, two lives are irrevocably altered-one very young man dead, and his wife will forever be changed by this, by the actions of one terrible, person.

My house, my town, no longer feel safe to me. Last night as I was driving back from Jacquie’s (the kids have been going over there on Monday nights so I can go to my AA meeting at least once a week), there were two lovely young women walking along a bike path with their dog. It was almost dark, the stars just beginning to appear in earnest, a beautiful evening for a walk. Instead of thinking “oh, how nice!” I was inwardly cursing those women-do they not KNOW how young and beautiful and vulnerable they are? The bike path is beautiful-shade trees, it runs right along the canal, it is quite and private…and those are all three reasons why it wouldn’t be safe after dark. I understand, though-they ARE young, their lives so far untouched by crime and fear, and they are invincible in their minds. I was like that-my daughter was like that. I am sure the dead 25 year old man was like that, and his wife. We all walk through life, I think, believing that nothing can touch us. Even as adults, when we know better, we carry that around. Until something happens to change that, to take it away.

And once he is caught, both our CSG and the murderer, things will settle down. Hannah and I will eventually be okay, although we both may need to go to come counseling. We will be able to sleep at night again, and maybe leave the front door open when we are sitting in the living room. However, I don’t think either of us are going to take our safety for granted anymore. I don’t think either of us are going to be foolish about our safety and security, and I think we are both going to be more aware of things that are going on around us. and while it sucks to learn this the hard way, I don’t think that it is a BAD thing. I think that we DO need to be more aware. And while we can’t prevent bad, random things from happening, while we can’t live our lives in fear, we CAN take reasonable precautions to make it less likely to become victims.

*****In the process of writing this, the detective came over to the office to ask if he could go show Hannah one more batch of photos. He went yesterday and she picked out a strong possibility, but wasn’t at all sure. So he took six more pictures today (they are at Jacquie’s today) and Hannah called me freaking out and crying. She said that she was looking at the photos and saw one and had a total flashback to that night, and started shaking and sobbing; the detective had her initial the photo and said he needed it for court-let’s hope to God that means he is going to try to get a warrant and arrest him. When he was in the office this morning, my first words were,” Have you caught him?” and he replied rather jauntily,”I think we might!” He asked me some odd questions that led me to believe they really MIGHT have him, and while I tend to be reluctant in trusting law enforcement in general, I have to believe that they can do this. It is all I have, trust and faith that they do know what they are doing, and that we are going to be okay. Hannah said something that made me laugh, too: “Det. M said that they aren’t going to let hi
m touch us, and that if he is the first one to see him he is going to kick his ass.” She whispered “ass,” and the whole thing made me laugh.*****

Keep your fingers crossed.


13 thoughts on “Criminals on the Loose

  1. Kori, I don’t even know what to say about all of this but that you are so strong and so brave and my heart and thoughts are with you.

  2. It hurts to read this post. Seriously, though I don’t know you IRL, I read this and worry so much for you and your family as if you were someone I have been close with for years. I sincerely hope with every inch of my being that the police catch both these men and bring them to justice so your family, as well as the victims’ family, may find some peace. As for your dogs…that really got to me too. I feel terrible. A million, billion, trillion hugs to you and your family.

  3. I completely understand why this murder would freak you out – especially with CSG roaming free. And I am so sorry to hear about your doggies:(

  4. I hadn’t heard about your doggies, but then again I am way behind in my reader. That is just awful. As is the rest of the situation. We’ll be praying that they really do have a lead on who this sicko is.As for your daughter, you should be encouraged by the fact that even after all of this, she felt she needed to whisper a “bad” word. That means she has some of her innocence left. Hang in there!

  5. I am crossing ALL of my fingers, and if my toes weren’t so dratted short I’d cross them too.What a jerk for stealing the dogs! Grrr! I hope they bit him. Badly. That is really scary that someone was murdered there. I will be praying extra hard for you guys. We have losers in this neighborhood too, but still, nothing like that has happened around here. The only murder I can recall in the surrounding townships for 12 years was this spring, when some guy stabbed his estranged wife in the driveway not far from here. I may have mentioned that before. But other than that, all we have so far are junkies stealing stuff – like the cretin who stole my brother-in-law’s dirtbike out of our driveway the other night. Even that makes me lock the door at night, and home invasion is so much worse. If it weren’t for the fact that we know who did it, and he’s really mad that we know, I probably wouldn’t lock the door anyway. But I don’t really think anything will come of it. Except that we’ll never see the dirtbike again. Heroin sucks……You really are amazing, to be able to stay focused at a time like this. I really hope it works out FAST.

  6. OMG this is insane. I cannot believe I’m following all this horror on your blog 😦 I feel the tension in your life and I don’t even know you. I wish I could send you all the Pitbulls in the world!

  7. Fingers are crossed. Don’t worry to much their gonna get him. And then you and the kiddos can sleep much better in your own home in your own beds. And God bless that other family. I couldn’t imagine.Be sure to let us know how everything goes.

  8. WTF? He stole your DOGS? I echo lunanik. It *hurts* to read this post. My blood pressure rises and my adrenaline starts pumping overtime. Please keep us updated. My fingers are crossed.

  9. You know you’re in my thoughts all the time, hon. I’m still holding out hope that the dogs will find their way home to you.

  10. I pray that they catch both guys. I hate that you don’t even feel safe in your own home. And stealing the dogs… just awful.

  11. I haven’t heard the stalker story!! Email me, what the hell happened? How was your vacay? Miss you…loving my new car! yay!! =pLove you,K

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