I live in a four unit building and a little over two years ago, the upstair neighbor kitty corner for me decided to kill his 6 year old grandchild, his wife, and himself(over a custody battle). It was a sickening situation, mostly because of the little girl
Well Friday when I got home at 6pm, my upstairs neighbors were fighting. They have been here for about a year and the guy fixed stuff around the apartment and did odd jobs. They fought about 3 times a week and they were heavy drinkers. I liked the guy, but I didn't trust the wife, I thought she was crazy.
Back to Friday...my son called me at 6:45 to meet him, my dad, and my nieces and nephews at Chuck E Cheese(kids place) I left at about 7 or so. The kids decided they wanted to spend the night, so I left before them, so I could keep the dogs calm when everyone came home. I pulled up and there are a couple cop cars and a crime scene investigator. I jumped out and asked if I could go in, because the last time this happened we weren't allowed into the building immediately. They told me I was fine and at this time I noticed that my dogs were not barking...they were VERY quiet. This is not normal for my golden who barks at me whenever I came home. It was very much like they understood that the cops were good and they did not have a problem with them being there. My guess is that my dogs heard everything and probably reacted in the beginning, but immediately settled down as things moved forward. I wish they could talk.
The police officer came down to ask me some questions about the people upstairs. I then asked him if my dogs were bothering them and he said no, they were fine and I don't have to worry about anyone breaking into my house. They remained quiet while cops came in and out all night long. It turns out that the police got a call at about 7:28, we still don't know who called, the husband or the wife?? The police kicked the door down and found him stabbed in the neck. He went to the hospital and she went to the police department. They have two dogs, but I wasn't allowed to take them out or bring them to me
Finally at 5am I asked them if he made it and they told me he didn't. Immediate shock on my end. The dogs were removed and put somewhere "safe", but the little one has epilepsy and I'm worried about her. My poor landlord is stuck with the car and all of their belongings. I feel guilty, because maybe I should have called the cops before I left because they were fighting. Maybe I could have saved his life. He was a good guy, always helping, cleaning snow off my car in the mornings, shoveling, etc. I hope that she never gets out of jail.