This morning started with a bang, I mean a flashing light.  Yes, a message.  Sometimes this is a good thing.  Not always as I was about to be reminded.

Dial into voice mail, hit the extension + my code and voila !!

"Mr. Kruse, this is Sgt. Snider of the Whitehall Police Department..."

Oh.  That's not good !!

Backing up a little, I was recently appointed by the Franklin County Courts to take over an apartment complex.  You can read a little background here and here.

Now back to the regularly scheduled program....

Mr. Illegal Occupant apparently got himself tazered on Friday night, arrested for Resisting Arrest and taken to the mental hospital.  Mr. IO's mom is the tenant, along with 2 other people that I can't find, and has been recently kicked out of the Section 8 program.  I wondered why there wasn't a payment from them !!  The CMHA people were actually very nice to deal with on this, once they stopped laughing about Mr. IO.

Calls to the Whitehall Police Department confirmed that Mr. IO is now out of the pokey.  It apparently only took 9 calls over the past 60 days to the unit for WHPD to make the arrest, something that has apparently been accomplished with a little flair (excuse the pun).

I am off now to see the wizard, also known as the Duty Sergeant at WHPD, who is going to provide and escort while I post the Eviction Notice for Mom of Mr. IO and all occupants, along with the Trespass Notice for Mr. IO.

My legalnotice was just faxed over, so I need to go.  I will continue with the Real Life Adventures of Landlord Man later, provided I am alive.  Mr. IO is supposedly a little violent, so I am not only bringing to PoPo with me, but also my trusty .45.  Glad I spent so much time at the range.

By the way, I'm hiring.  All applicants must provide resume and a certification from Duck N Cover class.

Just one question.  Where would this go on Localism?

TIME DELAY - ADDITION TO EARLIER POST, WITH MORE INFO...

I just got back to the office after meeting with the police and then going to the unit.  Mr. IO was hanging out on the stoop until he saw us and then ducked into the unit, locking the door.  After a little bit of pounding, the door swings open and nobody comes out. 

The 3 officers and I look into the unit to see 3 males sitting in the dark at the rear of the place.  Out front each one of us is hoping that someone else will enter first. 

Another couple of seconds and I am pretty sure a round of Rock-Paper-Scissors would have broken out.

Next thing I know, there is a hand on my back and a whisper in my ear stating basically..."You're just as armed as we are and you've got the papers.  We are right behind you."

I enter to find the occupants holding down the fort like nothing had happened.  Lounging on the sofa and recliner without a care in the world.

Since I had read the police report of the earlier incident, I can only assume I am now face to face with "Anthony", "Pee-Wee" and "Sid Vicious".  Also outlined in the report is that Mr. IO told the police on Friday that he was going to grab their sidearm so they would be forced to kill him.  Great.  Apparently that didn't happen, but Taser Cartridge # T05-679182 was used, not only once, but twice.  I guess the first time didn't get the point across.

Anyway, Mr. IO claimed that he doesn't live there, yadda, yadda, yadda and that I needed to talk with his Mom, who was at the neighbors house.  Well, we had served the docs on the occupant, Mr. IO, inside the unit in question, in front of 3 police officers.  They all recognized him, which is another bad thing in itself, so I am pretty sure that the eviction notice has been property presented.

We all backed out of the unit.  Yes, backed out.  As far as I know, no additional Taser Cartridges were used, but I left and haven't checked the voice mail yet.