Daddy’s sweaters…

I was just staring at the last picture I posted of Morgan – she is wearing one of her dad’s sweaters.  She loved wearing his sweaters, I guess they were really thick, and warm and on some of these cold Colorado days they were the perfect, comfortable choice.

I started to cry, because I remember how she said to her dad, right around this time, “I guess I am going have to hit you up for some of your sweaters when I go away to college.”

How I wish she was away at college right now, just like we had all planned.

Yes, you can lose somebody overnight, yes, your whole life can be turned upside down. Life is short. It can come and go like a feather in the wind.
Shania Twain

 

September 27, 2011 – Day 57 of Morgan’s Stalking – The Question of Restraining Orders

Morgan smiling

All three of us (Morgan, Steve & myself) had a discussion about the stalker at breakfast, as well as Steve’s feelings about a restraining order.  A while back, we had decided to let the detective weigh in when he came on board, and today I was going to do just that. Steve and I wanted Morgan’s opinion now, and we discussed the dangers of restraining orders.  We didn’t really know what the best course was, and we once again we grappled for the answer.  Morgan wanted a restraining order, but agreed with us that we should wait to see what the detective thought…this ultimately was a BIG mistake! Morgan was convinced it was Keenan, and wanted to know why the sheriffs did not just confront him?  We did not have an answer for that, not an acceptable one anyway.

Morgan was pressed for time, and had to leave for school, so I did sent an email to the detective during my lunch break, telling Rob it was very nice to meet him, and about the incident that has happened last night in what has become the stalker’s most popular time.  The detective had talked about stakeouts, and Steve and I are hoping he would read the email I sent him, and just come by tonight at around that time.  But, as we found out, that was not how it works.

In the email I reminded him to please remember to give us the case number, and asked him for his ideas or concerns about a restraining order.  We realized that you can’t get a restraining order against your stalker or stalkers, a restraining order has to be directed at a person, a specific person.  I didn’t share with him Morgan’s certainty, but I did name Keenan as the person we would be seeking a retraining order against.  I also added that we were not 100% positive yet that is was him, but Morgan was.

I had asked those two questions and clicked send.  We would wait for the answer and I already felt apprehension.  Restraining orders are meant to protect, but they also come with some danger, depending on the typology of your stalker.

Morgan came home from school, and went to see Dr. Jensen, a wonderful homeopathic doctor, because her back hurt again.  He adjusted her, and she was feeling much better when she came back.  She went out to visit with friends, and came home at 9:30 pm – before I would have felt the need to text her.  We had a very quiet night, which was great, as well as disturbing.  Anytime anything changed it would be quiet for at least a day or two.  Once again we had the detective’s truck parked in our driveway for a long time, while we went over the case, but that even seemed to have been enough to make this stalker pause again.

(Police reports later show the “suspect” was not working this evening.  On 9.27.2011 he worked from 1:03 am – 6:07 am & then from 6:40 am – 10:20 am)

Click here to read about the 58th day of Morgan’s stalking https://morgansstalking.com/?p=1421

September 4 – 5, 2011 – the 34th & 35th days of Morgan’s stalking

Morgan came home in the morning, and we filled her in on everything that happened the night before.  She tells us that she is determined not to let this person terrorize her anymore.  She is going to cover her upper windows, and sleep in her own room.  We are very worried about her safety, and she proceeds to cut up some thick flannel sheets and tack them to her wall, just above her upper bedroom windows, and they cover not only those windows, but the windows below that already have blinds over them.

Steve decides that after all of the intensity of the last nights events we need to get away for the day.  Morgan, Steve and I take a road trip to Silverthorne, shopping at the Factory stores there.  Once again we try not to talk about the stalking, but it is on our minds and in our conversations all day.  I am trying to be positive, and look at recent developments as movement toward the end of this nightmare.

Then our neighbor Elliott calls me about a most interesting phone call that he has received.  First he wants to know if Morgan has disappeared, or gone missing.  I tell him at that very moment she was right there with us, and ask him what is going on now!  Elliott explains that Brooke’s mom (Christina Harris) had called him.  Brooke’s mom, and Brooke’s dad originally lived together in a house on Corral Drive, and I assumed they were still married, even though Brooke’s dad had moved a few houses down, and lived now in a rental house with his daughter Brooke, and her boyfriend Keenan, but I really don’t know for sure if Christina and James Harris are still married.  He said Christina asked Brooke why the sheriffs had come to her door last night.  According to what Elliott had been told, Brooke explained to her mother that since she is an old friend of Morgan’s (she had never been a friend of Morgan’s, Morgan just knew of her through other friends) they wanted to ask her if she knew where Morgan was, because Morgan has gone missing the night before.  What a lie Brooke was now telling her parents…she knew Morgan was not missing and she knew the sheriffs had been trying to speak with Keenan, but she refused to let them in the house.

This became a disturbing pattern throughout the stalking.  So many times after the sheriff’s left our house Brooke’s mom had a story about what was going on, and it was quite different from what was really going on.  Much later when a detective was assigned to this case, it became a felony stalking, and we had a case number, the detective interviewed Brooke’s mom, and Christina about these false rumors, and he told me that Brooke had told him she heard these “rumors” from her mother, and Brooke’s mom Christina told him that she heard it from her daughter, Brooke.  And he laughed as he told me the story and said, “Boy, you think they could at least get their story straight.”  I did not think this was a laughing matter!

Do all investigators just leave it at that ???

That night we had a few motion detector beeps and motion lights tripped, but we did not respond at all.  It was obvious to me that the stalker was enjoying all the attention.  The more we called the sheriffs, and the more we came running from the house with bigger, and bigger flashlights, the more the stalker escalated his behavior.

On Labor Day (the 5th) Steve was cutting back bushes and trees around the house and I was dragging branches to a pile out front.  We talked about just clear cutting everything all the way around the house, and in the yard.  Leave nothing, but grass, but we decided not to do that.

Morgan was going to visit friends, and left with her puppy in the car.  She was smiling and happy, Steve and I talked about what a brave young woman she was, how she was holding her head high, and proudly taking her life back.  We went inside the house for water before returning to cutting everything back.  As I was walking out the front door the motion alarm on the side yard (on Ken’s side) was chirping, Steve was down the hall behind me at the time.  I looked out the front door, and a young man was running really fast up our driveway between the cars.  I think it could be Keenan, but I am not sure, I have never met him in person before.  He sees me, and immediately turns and takes off running for Rhonda’s house next door.  But she is cleaning out her garage, so he has to turn up our other side yard, and head for the berm.  I yell to Steve that he is coming up the side yard just as the motion detector for that side starts to beep.

Steve immediately went to the window, saw nothing and ran out the back door and still saw nothing.  He wasn’t sure which way to give chase, and decided on Brooke’s dad’s house, so he ran down there and didn’t find anyone outside so he doubled back out front and we spent the next fifteen minutes talking on our phones, while searching the neighborhood for him.  I finally say to Steve, crazy as this sounds we are going to ignore him, giving him attention is exactly what he wants us to do, and we are not doing it.

On the way back home a neighbor came up to me, and said that something very strange had just been witnessed.  Brooke, and Keenan had raced up the street in his new car.  Then it looked like they were arguing, then they pulled into her driveway, then more arguing, then with tires chirping, they pulled out of the driveway, then this went on a few more times before, doors slamming, they went in their house.  I was perplexed by the story in view of what had just happened, and went to tell Steve.  I called Morgan on the way, and told her the story, then Morgan told me what had happened earlier that made sense of it all…

Morgan said she had driven by Brooke, and Keenan on the way out of the subdivision, and Keenan had slowed down as they passed.  So she stared right at them and smiled, she wanted him to know she was not taking it anymore.  Morgan said Keenan looked down as he drove by, and would not make eye contact with her.  But Brooke defiantly stared back at Morgan.  Morgan guesses that she touched off a little tiff.

I called the sheriff’s department and told a patrol deputy what had happened, but that he didn’t need to come over.  I told him about our new plan to ignore, but he had to return a jump drive to us anyway, so he would stop by to take the report.

Steve has a new thermal imaging scope on loan from a very good friend in law enforcement.  That evening he goes outside and spends a lot of time with it, getting accustomed to how it works.  It is otherwise a quiet night.

Click here to read about the 36th day of Morgan’s stalking https://morgansstalking.com/?p=1020

Today it is also Labor Day, but it is now 2012, Keenan’s parents write me over, and over to say Keenan has been fingerprinted, had his tennis shoes fingerprinted (not sure how you do that, but okay) and been proven innocent.  But I know from the detective that none of that is true.  They are very passionate in defending their son, and I suspect they have been doing so for a long time – probably his whole life.   A reporter who’s had his ego a little bruised is calling everyone in my family for an interview, they are a little reluctant after they saw how badly he had twisted my words in a story just the other day.  And a budding young Psychologist back east has shared with me that she is writing her thesis paper for her doctorate about what happened to Morgan and wants to interview me, and has made many calls to the Garfield Sheriffs, and was told each time, a prepared statement about how I am just a grieving mother who can’t let go of her daughter’s death.

So please. Perhaps I am not telling the story with enough emphasis, but this is Morgan’s blog, it is about Morgan’s stalking, and I write it because she is not here to write it herself. Everything is the truth.  It is meant to empower people who are being stalked.  She was such a brave young woman, who was forced to go through incredible, horrific fear, and stress for the last four months of her life.  This is why when her death was found to be natural causes Steve said to call her doctor at UCLA Medical Center in Los Angeles, and see if she can meet with us, we wanted her opinion.  She did schedule a meeting with us, and we had a long talk with the pathologist here before we went, we went with open minds, not knowing what to expect.  Nobody was more surprised than me when she told us she had gone back through all of Morgan’s records, and reviewed her Postmortem Examination Report and was convinced, with no doubt in her mind, that the Coroner here has it all wrong!  She said this is a homicide, it needs to be investigated, there needs to be more tests run.  They are not testing for the right things.  She offers to call him for us, doctor to doctor and straighten this out.  She feels we have been through enough already.  She adds that If it’s a funding problem, she will contact the Governor of Colorado, this needs to be corrected.

Do you see the truth here?  She was volunteering her own time, and believe me she is a very, very, busy woman.  A true hero.  She was volunteering her time to help correct a situation where people were killed by their stalker, then were found to have died of natural causes, their killers never brought to justice.  Well, Garfield County’s best slammed the door right in her face.  So she talked to one of the foremost authorities on heart arrhythmia, a professor, scientist and doctor at UC San Francisco Children’s hospital, he volunteered to come here and testify if need be, but yes you certainly can be “scared to death” and he said a few tests will indicate if that could have happened to Morgan, and they need to be done.  Our pathologist here would not talk to him. He’s suddenly not willing to talk to any more of “our doctors,” we are wasting his time, and he sent Steve an email that death by arrhythmia is not possible without an underlying cause.  We are told this is just not true.  Just in the last few months you may have read about an arsonist in California that was successfully prosecuted for the murder of 5 people who died of heart attacks due to the stress of the fire he set on their life.  Google it if you haven’t heard of this case, or even try the phrase “Homicide by Fright”.  Don’t just take the word of a grieving mother who can not let go, search out the truth yourself, I have.

Our pathologist here told me he would only talk to another pathologist.  So we talked to one.  He’s been a little busy dealing with the Aurora Batman Theatre murders that are so absolutely heartbreaking.  But his findings on Morgan’s case not only greatly differ from “Natural Causes” he also found something else.  She had a very, very large amount of a prescription drug Amitriptyline, many times the amount needed to kill her.  Our pathologist here has been telling us all along the amount she had was “insignificant” and it’s been a sticking point because she didn’t even take Amitriptyline.  She did long in the past, a small dose as a prophylaxis for headaches, NOT FOR DEPRESSION.  Morgan worked hard to not need pills in her life  – that is the truth.

Our pathologist here was on the phone with me after our trip to Los Angeles, and honestly said, Morgan was taking Amitriptyline for her Porphyria, and it builds up in your system, that is why her numbers were so high.  I was shocked! I asked him if he was sure he was talking about Morgan.  She didn’t have Porphyria, she did not take Amitriptyline, she did not have a prescription, and we have all of her pharmacy records for the last three years.  We have been over all of this, why is it still an issue?

Why are people always trying to cover up the truth about things?  Why can’t people help each other find the truth instead?  Don’t they realize that true evil can only exist when good people do nothing about it?  Sorry I just went on a rant, but we are talking about true evil to stalk, terrorize, and take someone’s life…it’s no joke, it’s extremely serious.  If this stalker had only stalked, and terrorized our daughter, and our family for four months, and she had just died in her bed from her heart giving out because of fright (which didn’t happen, but could have, and certainly could have been a component in her death), or like in other cases I have heard about in the news, if she had taken her life, because she couldn’t take it anymore (which didn’t happen, but I’m sure certain people would like to believe that) then the law still reads, and has been held up in court that the person responsible for terrorizing that person to death is responsible for murder.  I don’t think most people understand that point of law, I didn’t.   And all those who now try to cover up and protect this person are also responsible under the law.  But don’t take the word of a grieving mother who can’t let go, read this article and then decide for yourself.  Our pathologist here maintains it is not possible.

Click here to read about the 36th day of Morgan’s stalking https://morgansstalking.com/?p=1020

Homicide by fright: the intersection of cardiology and criminal law.

Authors

Flannery FT, et al. Show all

Am J Cardiol. 2010 Jan 1;105(1):136-8. Epub 2009 Nov 14.

Affiliation

Department of Legal Medicine, Armed Forces Institute of Pathology, Silver Spring, MD, USA. [email protected]

Abstract

The prevailing lay wisdom associates emotional stress with sudden death, and recent medical reports have linked massive catecholamine surges with demonstrable cardiac dysfunction that can be either reversible or fatal. This association does not strictly prove causality, and the question remains open for additional scientific investigation. From the legal viewpoint, however, the issue has been resolved, and case law clearly holds that sudden emotional stress can cause death. More significantly, case law also holds that if the sudden emotional stress is caused by criminal conduct, the resulting death of a victim of the criminal conduct can be prosecuted as homicide. Cardiologists are often called to testify in such circumstances. In the present study, we have reviewed 8 legal cases that are the basis of current opinions in these matters. These legal principles can be summarized as follows: emotional stress is sufficient, and physical abuse is not required for conviction; a time-lapse between the induction of emotional stress and death does not necessarily mitigate the charge of homicide; the criminal act must be the proximate cause of the victim’s death; however, the accused does not always need to be physically present to commit the crime. In conclusion, although the pathophysiology of sudden death associated with massive emotional stress has not been fully elucidated from a scientific viewpoint, in the legal system, the association can be causative and can be the basis for a criminal prosecution. Cardiologists may be called on to provide expert opinions in the prosecution of these cases.

PMID 20102906 [PubMed – indexed for MEDLINE]

Please read the following that was sent to the reporter who wrote the Post Independent article – your opinions are welcome, but I must say this expresses everything I wish I could have said:

To the Post Independent in response to an article written on Sept. 1, 2012 by Jon Colson:

As previously reported in both the Aspen Times and the Post Independent Newspapers, Garfield County and Pitkin County in western Colorado both have an extremely high rate of “suicide”, with Pitkin county at over three times the national average and Garfield County even higher. Yet both these superfluously ideal, recreational Colorado counties show an almost nonexistent rate of murder. In fact, in the State of Colorado more people die of “suicide” than they do by motor vehicle accidents or any other method.

Many theories abound on why this rate is extremely high but one logical theory is completely overlooked…that possible murders…are being called suicides by County Coroner’s and Law Enforcement agencies without either the investigative skills or the desire to fully investigate any death.

It often seems, and is the butt of many local jokes, the only time a death will be termed a homicide in this valley is if there are fifty witnesses to a point blank shooting or stabbing and a suspect stands holding his bloody hands out, begging to be arrested.

Any other scenario the majority of investigative effort seems to be put into finding excuses as to why a death is NOT a homicide rather than actually being investigated. If in doubt, local Newspapers are then used as tools of both the Coroner’s office and law enforcement to print misinformation in such a way as to sway the public and therefore the families of victims into a position of acceptance out of fear of  public ridicule. Families who insist on investigations or make any waves are publicly branded, by those who are paid to protect them, as being so overwhelmed by grief they are being ridiculous or ‘dramatic”, or even as downright enemies of the involved departments. And so, possible murderers…walk calmly on their way…safe in their own perfect killing grounds.

The case of Morgan Ingram is a prime example. Many factors have been overlooked in the investigation of Morgan Ingram’s death, including a lack on both the Coroner’s office and those who investigated the scene of death. Nothing in her life indicates any desire to commit suicide yet events leading up to her death present a classic preclude to murder.

Had Morgan Ingram simply been a confused, depressed teenager who’s life had fallen apart at the seams, then to investigate her death as a possible suicide or accidental death would be logical. But Morgan was not the atypical suicide poster child.

Morgan was a young woman who had her life by the proverbial balls with one minor flaw. In recent months she had been continuously terrorized and victimized by a stalker. Even IF her death in any possible theory could have been termed a suicide, it would still put responsibility on the criminal for driving her to this point.

But Morgan was NOT driven to this point of no return. In fact, she was ANGRY. Angry people do not end their own lives, angry people go after those who are stealing their  personal joy in life. In fact, the very night of her death Morgan had told a friend on Facebook “I love life!” in response to something silly from her day. Morgan steadfastly refused to let her terrorizer drive her from her home, school, activities or friends. Instead, she became annoyed with those who begged her to allow herself to be bullied into leaving her home to go into hiding.

Her stalking was not the figment of a young woman’s imagination. Her terrorizing was not only observed by others, but also recorded on security cameras placed around her home. The case was elevated to the level of felony stalking by the Investigators due to escalating events, not by Morgan or her family. In other words, evidence was there to prove a perpetrator existed.

There is a certain responsibility to reporting the news. One of those responsibilities is to not allow yourself to be used as a tool of deceit or coercion by elected officials for their own agendas.

There is a responsibility to know if you are reporting facts instead of what someone else wants you to report as in the death of Morgan. The reporter states “there were no signs of assault”. Does this reporter know this for sure? Was he there? Or did he simply take the word of those who never even LOOKED for any signs of assault? Assault is not always apparent by the naked eye and physical assault is not always a necessity or intent of murder.

Murderers are not all clumsy, in your face, messy murderers of passion. As many serial killer cases have shown and documented, there are killers who are intelligent, crafty, and very capable of covering their crime. These are the killers who move silently through our society, often enjoying long, full lives before ever being apprehended…if ever. Each success gives them more satisfaction in the knowledge they have once again outsmarted law enforcement. Unlike the portrayal in books and television, these killers do not all want attention or fame…some want only to engage in their own secret fantasies and get away with it for as long as possible.

The Post Independent reporter also stated the accepted uses of amitriptyline. What he did not state were the less desirable, nefarious uses of this drug…as a tool of not only date rape but also murder. Several high profile and many lesser reported cases throughout the world have documented the use of amitriptyline as a weapon against other humans. The reporter also failed to mention the reason for this particular drug’s use by rapists and murderers. Amitriptyline not only has the ability to produce fast results in subduing a victim (when administered in medically unaccepted methods), but also is easily available, not only on the street but via online shopping. In reality, the wide spread use of antidepressants by over zealous Doctors has guaranteed each one of us most likely know someone who has amitriptyline (or more commonly known as Elavil) in their medicine cabinet.

The Coroner’s office and the Sheriff’s office are negligent in their duties as employees of the people when they choose to label a death by drugs as a “suicide” when there is no evidence to support drugs were taken willingly by the victim or with a particular intent. “Morgan Ingram died from “amitriptyline intoxication” according to Kurtzman’s report.” This is not definitive of “suicide” and the only conclusion for the Coroner’s office giving this new diagnosis of death to the public, months after Morgan’s death, is the Coroner, in an attempt to stop any further investigation by the family & friends…decided to publicly discredit any information that was in direct disapproval or contradiction of his departments procedures and actions.

The Post Independent reporter was extremely negligent in his duty as a reporter of “news” by neglecting to mention the Coroner’s office only decided to reclassify the victims death in retaliation for her family and friends pushing for justice. The reporter was also negligent in his duty as a person attempting to write about an investigative matter by not fact finding, nor asking to see all pertinent documents pertaining to the circumstances prior to and after Morgan’s death…and instead, taking a hand fed story and running with it, regardless of damage said story could cause.

Morgan’s family has made great strides towards engaging the community and raising awareness of stalking and it’s consequences. With one reckless, ill written article the writer has attempted to destroy the Ingram families efforts.

None of us know how or even when the deadly dose of Amitriptyline was introduced to Morgan’s body. Not the Coroner, not the reporter, nor the public. Only the one responsible knows how this drug was utilized and for what purpose. The evidence is not there to support the victim willingly took the large amount needed to end her life (which was apparent by not only one but also two Coroner reports), and the evidence has never been sought to prove another human was responsible.

With this lack of evidence, Morgan’s case should remain open as should the minds of those in the public, including those we depend on to report accurate facts and news, and those we pay to protect and serve us.

All reports by the pathologist and Coroner’s office state Morgan’s death can once again be reclassified if new evidence presents itself…which means…just as in a Court of Law, reasonable doubt still remains. It is irresponsible by all parties concerned to then definitively state an intelligent, happy, talented young woman willingly gave away a life she herself said she loved.

Darcy Sautelet

Saturday, September 3, 2011 – The 33rd day of Morgan’s stalking & the sheriff department’s plan to catch the stalker

In the morning, I sent our neighbor Elliott a text, “Last night was great – nothing happened.  I hope tonight is quiet as well.  The officers are still patrolling a few different times at night.”  Elliott sent me back a text with all his contact information and reminded me if anything happens, and Morgan gets scared she can always call him, or come over to their house, where he had showed me where they hide the front door key.  I don’t know why, but I was getting that really strange gut feeling that this somehow sounded wrong.  Seems silly I know – he was just trying to be helpful and kind. But my mother lion instinct had me questioning everyone and everything.
 
Morgan went off to visit friends and Steve and I raked and watered every patch of dirt around the house to catch any shoeprints.  On one hand, no one cared about the prints, so why bother?  On the other hand, Steve was fixated on determining how this stalker was coming and going so easily right under our noses.  We had to face the fact that the stalker was really good at hiding, and concealing himself.
 
Steve spent the afternoon following the few trails on the berm out back.  He found a well worn trail behind Brooke’s house and he thought it was significant.  He also thought it could be someone’s trail to Highway 82, which was right behind Brookes‘s dad’s house.  It bothered me that Steve was always looking for an innocent explanation.  The sheriff deputies were much quicker than us to fixate on a person.  They were not interested in our suspect list.  They just wanted to know who we thought it was.  A couple of suspicious actions, and they had their man.  For Morgan neither way was working, the sheriffs were never close to catching him, and we were never close to catching him – there has to be something better.
 
Approximately 10:00 pm Morgan called to confirm she was going to spend the night at a friend’s house.  I was in my office, in the very front of the house, it overlooks the driveway. The window was open a few inches for fresh air, as it was very hot while I was in my office, and the paddle fan was spreading the cool air coming from the window, throughout the room. The instant I told Morgan I would see her in the morning (I had her on speaker phone), and to sleep tight, a large rock or something struck my window.  It was unexpected, and really loud!  I jumped, expecting shattered glass, which did not happen, and called out for Steve.  Our dog Tessi had been lying on the floor right next to where I was standing and when the “BANG” hit the window she didn’t bark but she JUMPED too!
 
I ran out front, pepper spray in hand, in my robe, ready for a confrontation.  I wanted to call out into the darkness and challenge him, dare him to show his face.  Steve was by my side, and as I started to explain he wanted to go inside first.  He wanted me to call dispatch, and then go to a quiet room with the windows closed, and at least try not to have this stalker hear everything we were saying. 
 
A few minutes later one of the deputy called back , and Steve talked to him.  They said they were going to try to bring a tracking dog, and wanted us to stay inside until they got there so as not to contaminate the scene with our scent.
 
I think that after spending most of the day in the yard our scent is everywhere already, but I am happy they are at last giving the dog a chance.  It seemed like forever, and I kept hearing noises outside, hard to explain, but they were like taunting noises. The motion detector alarms kept going off, and I knew he was right out there. It was driving me crazy.  Steve and I were soon fighting about running outside to chase him down, or waiting for the dog.
 
Finally I just absolutely could not take it any longer.  Having a rock smash into the window as I sat at my desk, allowed me feel first hand what this was like for Morgan, it was horrible, and I wanted this guy now.  I told Steve I was going out to catch him, and if he didn’t want to, he could just wait inside.  Steve tried to talk me out of it, and when he saw there was no chance of that happening, he said he would go outside, do one sweep around the house, and then stand up on the berm – but only if I agreed to stay inside and manned the phones. I said OK and he was gone.  It didn’t take long to discover I had made a huge mistake.
 
The sheriff’s deputies were not bringing a dog, that was only an excuse to keep us inside.  Deputies had parked far away and were closing on the house from all angles – this was a really good protocol to catch the stalker.  Poor Steve saw someone trying to hide on the side yard, and thinking he finally had the B… he charged, pepper spray in his hand.  Big mistake! He came perilously close to almost actually pepper spraying a deputy right in the face…Steve was shaking.  I watched the driveway out my office window as Steve and the deputy shook their heads and talked, then another joined in, then another.  Soon there were four of them with Steve, and I could see at least two more out in the street. 
 
They were suddenly on the move and Steve had unfortunately stopped them, then he ran back to the house and stuck his head in the door, “We just blew that plan, you stay in the house, they are going to interview Keenan.”      
 
The group was marching quickly down the street, and my cell phone was ringing. It was Rhonda next door, she was out in her yard, and she said, “there are cops everywhere!”
She wondered if I knew what the H… was going on?  I explained, and she wanted me to join her in the front, but I told her I told that I promised Steve I  would stay inside, it wasn’t easy, but I did.
 
From the end of her driveway she could see Brooke ‘s house.  We stayed on the phone and she gave me constant updates, she could see Steve out in the street.  The sheriffs were banging on the Brooke’s front door.  Nobody was answering.  Deputies were circling the house, there were flashlights everywhere, this whole thing was creeping her out.  I felt so bad for Rhonda, she was caught in the middle of this stalking, and was always the last to know.
 
The deputies persisted on knocking on Brooke‘s door.  I called Steve to see what he knew.  They wanted to talk with Keenan, but nobody was answering. He had seen movement in the front room, but didn’t know who, or how many there were inside.  I told him to come home, I was scared he would get in their way, he agreed.  I truly believe these officers were amazing – they really wanted to catch the stalker, and in my opinion this was the closest they ever came to doing just that.
 
After Steve left, someone did finally answer the door, it was Brooke, Rhonda heard her out on the porch talking to the deputies and called me.  We found out a little later that she refused to let them in without a warrant.  She had said that Keenan was home, sleeping and she could not wake him up.  The deputies indicated they did not believe her. Nor do we, but there was nothing more they could do.
 
One by one they left and within five minutes of the last deputy leaving there were rocks on our back window.  All I could think of was, “Thank God Morgan wasn’t home for any of this.”  Steve was running out the back door, and I called dispatch. They were going to patrol off and on all night, but they would not come to the door so we would not see them, but they said please stay out of the yard.  I called Steve in, and we stood in the kitchen. Then I called Rhonda, and filled her in on what had happened.  She said they were talking to Brooke for a long time.  Keenan’s car was there, but she never saw him.  I told her Brooke said he was sleeping, and she couldn’t wake him.  Rhonda said, “Yeah, right!”  I agreed, we wanted to not jump and accuse the wrong person, but it was certainly getting hard.  As far as Steve could tell the two other people on top of our suspect list were not even home.  Even Elliott was gone.  A motion detector alarm beeped punctuating the futility we were feeling right now. Steve said, “If this is how he gets his rocks off, then he is having a wonderful evening.” I nodded and again I was so glad Morgan was not home for this.
 
 

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