From even before I got to work today, there was more activity than usual a little ways down the street. We watched from the window as police taped off the cute little house with a water view that had been for sale for a few months. Neighbors milled about, cars were turned away, and someone arrived in a Jeep and strapped a video camera to his shoulder. Calls were made, and information trickled in: garbage trucks were stopped and searched, the homeowner was in Florida, something serious had happened. By three o'clock someone from the office went out to get the story. It was something serious. "It's a homicide," he said, and everyones' stomachs tightened. We looked out the window some more as some details answered some, but not all, questions. Trying to discern the action down the street, I wondered if this would lower the asking price on the house. Then I felt bad and went back to work.
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