Less than a month ago, I shared my first tale from a tenant involving the police. (A young couple were fighting outside. When it turned violent, we called 911. But the police never showed up.) Following that incident, things had been fairly quiet around our neighbourhood. That is until this week, when the police were here not once, but twice, on two separate calls.
On Saturday morning, at about 5 am, we woke up to get ready for R’s 6 am shift.
On Saturday morning, at about 5:20 am, I called 911.
In those 20 minutes, we first heard a bit of yelling coming from down the street. Shortly after, we saw a woman wandering around from building to building, knocking on random doors. It was about -9 degrees C, with wet snow pouring down, and she was only wearing sweatpants and a long-sleeved t-shirt.
Was she lost? Was she drunk or high? Was she looking for help?
When R said that he thought he had heard them yelling something about a “stabbing”, I called 911. While I was on the phone with the operator, two police cars arrived. (I guess another neighbour had already called.) So, we finished getting ready and left for work.
It was about 6 am when I got home. There were now 3 police cars and an ambulance down the street, but it looked like they were finishing up the call. Two people (including the woman from earlier) went inside their unit, the ambulance left without it’s lights or sirens on, and it looked like the police were leaving, too. I had assumed that was the end.
However, about an hour and half later, I looked outside and was surprised to see that that the police were still there. But now the street was barricaded off, there was a crime scene unit van, and a police officer was taking pictures of something in their front yard. What the hell?
I texted R at work to give him an update. He responded saying that there must have been a violent assault (or worse) after all if the crime scene unit was called. Sure enough, he was right.
On Monday morning, the local police released a statement about the incident: During an altercation between 2 teenaged males, one was STABBED IN THE LEG WITH AN AXE. Oh…
Both males fled the scene but were found, taken into custody, and charged. (The injury was reported as minor.)
But that’s not where the excitement ends!
Yesterday afternoon I was sitting in my living room working on this post when I heard the mailman pass by. When I got up to check the mail, I saw that there were 3 police cruisers parked out front and there was a police officer talking to two women (who I suspect were social workers – possibly Children’s Aid?) in front of the building beside us.
For about 2 hours, various police officers and social workers (?) came and went. I have no idea what was happening inside, but outside I saw an officer taking pictures of the front window and second floor of the unit, another officer loaded random things (evidence?) into the back of his cop car, and a third officer spoke with a maintenance person who had been working in the unit next door.
I couldn’t figure out what was going on. There was no sense of urgency and no one was arrested or taken away in an ambulance (this time). But who were these non-police officer people involved? And who even lives in that unit?
When I picked up R from work, I told him what I had seen and that I wondered if there was a break-in. However, when I told him that they took a portable air conditioner, what looked like a string of empty light sockets, and a house plant from the unit he laughed at how naive I am, and told me that it probably wasn’t a “house” plant – Oh! Oh…
There hasn’t been anything in the news or posted on crimereports.com about a grow-op or drug bust in our neighbours (yet…), so who knows? Maybe it was a break-in, after all?
So Now What?
I’ll admit it. It’s scary and unsettling to have the police in our neighbourhood as often as we do – but it’s a hell of a lot better than NOT having them here (as per my last post on this topic).
Unfortunately, it looks like we’re going to be stuck here for another few months, at least. With my ongoing unemployment, we can’t afford to move right now. Once I do find a job, we’ll look into moving into a safer neighbourhood and/or save up to buy a place of our own.
So all I can do for now is use this as motivation to find that new job, make that money, and squirrel it all away for a down-payment. And maybe install a security system…
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