Pressing Charges

[Nerak936]

And I don't mean how much to get someone to iron my clothes.

Serious question for youz guyz.....

Does anyone know how long after an "incident" occurs that a person can press charges against someone else? In this case we're talking B&E. Cops have been all over it (AND the detectives AND the fire department AND the EMT's), and the responsible party (the "B&E'er") is currently in the hospital (and no, I didn't put him there, although I'm still angry enough right now that I'm probably capable of doing so).

I'm too tired, stressed, and still in a bit of shock to even get into telling you all what went down today, but rest assured that I'm okay, David's okay, my kitties are okay, etc. I'll get through this and look back and laugh some day. I hope.

But I'd really appreciate any help on a pressing charges timeline if anyone happens to know, as I haven't done so. Yet.

[Tommygurl]

Originally Posted by Nerak936

And I don't mean how much to get someone to iron my clothes.

Serious question for youz guyz.....

Does anyone know how long after an "incident" occurs that a person can press charges against someone else? In this case we're talking B&E. Cops have been all over it (AND the detectives AND the fire department AND the EMT's), and the responsible party (the "B&E'er") is currently in the hospital (and no, I didn't put him there, although I'm still angry enough right now that I'm probably capable of doing so).

I'm too tired, stressed, and still in a bit of shock to even get into telling you all what went down today, but rest assured that I'm okay, David's okay, my kitties are okay, etc. I'll get through this and look back and laugh some day. I hope.

But I'd really appreciate any help on a pressing charges timeline if anyone happens to know, as I haven't done so. Yet.

OH NO!!!! I am so sorry!!!!! As long as you are okay!!
Did the police not arrest this person???

[myhappyplace2]

Paging Stewart! Better 2 be mad than sad Karen rest tonite and give em' hell manana!

Originally Posted by Nerak936

And I don't mean how much to get someone to iron my clothes.

Serious question for youz guyz.....

Does anyone know how long after an "incident" occurs that a person can press charges against someone else? In this case we're talking B&E. Cops have been all over it (AND the detectives AND the fire department AND the EMT's), and the responsible party (the "B&E'er") is currently in the hospital (and no, I didn't put him there, although I'm still angry enough right now that I'm probably capable of doing so).

I'm too tired, stressed, and still in a bit of shock to even get into telling you all what went down today, but rest assured that I'm okay, David's okay, my kitties are okay, etc. I'll get through this and look back and laugh some day. I hope.

But I'd really appreciate any help on a pressing charges timeline if anyone happens to know, as I haven't done so. Yet.

[Daddy B]

Originally Posted by Nerak936

And I don't mean how much to get someone to iron my clothes.

Serious question for youz guyz.....

Does anyone know how long after an "incident" occurs that a person can press charges against someone else? In this case we're talking B&E. Cops have been all over it (AND the detectives AND the fire department AND the EMT's), and the responsible party (the "B&E'er") is currently in the hospital (and no, I didn't put him there, although I'm still angry enough right now that I'm probably capable of doing so).

I'm too tired, stressed, and still in a bit of shock to even get into telling you all what went down today, but rest assured that I'm okay, David's okay, my kitties are okay, etc. I'll get through this and look back and laugh some day. I hope.

But I'd really appreciate any help on a pressing charges timeline if anyone happens to know, as I haven't done so. Yet.

The police itself will bring charges should there be criminal intent involved, I would have thought.

Glad to hear you're ok... but you haven't even reported on the monkeys' condition! Please tell me it isn't true...

[PalmtreeMaya]

I think you'd have at least a couple of weeks. It would take that log for the police to finnish the investigation. Glad to hear your ok.

[Nerak936]

Originally Posted by Tommygurl

OH NO!!!! I am so sorry!!!!! As long as you are okay!!
Did the police not arrest this person???

No, they didn't arrest him, although one word from me would've put him there. As a matter of fact, the a-hole is probably only alive because of me. His choice today was "go to the hospital or go to jail". He didn't want to do either, but he finally agreed with the EMT's that the hospital might be a better choice. Either way, he wasn't staying in his apartment. He'd obviously lost too much blood over the past couple of days, a good deal of which I spent cleaning up off of Apt. 3's floor this evening with David rather than spending my evening getting ready for my housefull of guests tomorrow afternoon.

Boy, am I glad I made my lasagna and stuffed shells last night. Or we'd be eating pizza tomorrow.

[Kellyk]

Blood!!? Where's the fainting smiley..good lord woman! WTH happened?

glad to hear you're allright.

[Daddy B]

Originally Posted by Kellyk

Blood!!? Where's the fainting smiley..good lord woman! WTH happened?

glad to hear you're allright.

Yeah, "as long as Karen's ok, blah, blah..."

DOESN'T ANYONE GIVE A MONKEY'S ABOUT THE MONKEYS?????????????????

[Kellyk]

Originally Posted by Daddy B

Yeah, "as long as Karen's ok, blah, blah..."

DOESN'T ANYONE GIVE A MONKEY'S ABOUT THE MONKEYS?????????????????

Was it monkey blood?

[myhappyplace2]

I just hope that the NERAK beads are safe! Seriously tho, glad to hear you and David are OK.

Originally Posted by Daddy B

Yeah, "as long as Karen's ok, blah, blah..."

DOESN'T ANYONE GIVE A MONKEY'S ABOUT THE MONKEYS?????????????????

[jflattracker]

OMGosh Karen! I am so happy to hear ya'll are ok. Lots of (((HUGS))) coming your way!

[Nerak936]

OK... here's the scoop (I don't mean to be a tease).

Tenant in Apt. 2 gets drunk. A lot these days. He goes on binges every now and then, and now and then was this past week.

Tenant locks himself out of his apartment.

Tenant punches through window pane in his bedroom but apparently can't open the window after doing so, but bleed sufficiently over the outside to make it look real pretty.

Tenant decides the next best option is to SMASH storm window and double sash window in the adjoining apartment's bedroom. This happens to be my former apartment which is currently vacant. I have two nice women due to move into this apartment next weekend. (Yeah, right)

Tenant eventually finds his way back into his apartment and I have NO idea how he did this.

I believe all of this took place last Wednesday during the day, as we got snow on Thursday, and my tracks were the first in the snow outside those windows today.

I discovered all of this when I went to the apartment house to shovel off the flat roof due to all the snow and rain. I see broken window in Apt. #2, I see smashed-to-smithereens window in Apt. #3. I enter Apt. 3 (the vacant one), and am totally blown away by what I see. Glass everywhere in that bedroom. Smashed. Blood on the window. Blood on the radiator cover just inside the window. Blood on the floor. I call the police. Then the fun starts. Plain clothes detective shows up no more than two minutes later.

Tenant does not answer his door. There's no indication he is there. But no indication that he isn't there. While I'm still pounding on his door, hollering his name, detective asks me if the tenant wears glasses, as detective noticed a pair of glasses among the debris in the bedroom.

Two more uniformed cops arrive. I have keys to Tenant's apartment, and they get the "okay" from HQ that we have reason to enter. Just before I open the door, one of the uniformed cops asks me, "Does he have any firearms?" After the the blood returns to my face, I reply, "None that I know of". I opened the door, and stood back. Waaaay back.

Tenant quickly responds from bedroom as cops holler his name and announce their presence. They find him in an altered state covered in blood, blood on the floor, blood on the bed, etc. Tenant starts giving them all kinds of BS on what happened. Finally he admits that he did what he did, but then denies it TO MY FACE. After being told I could put him in jail, he admits it and finally agrees to go to the hospital.

Oh.... have I mentioned that this is the same a-hole who sued me a few years ago when he fell down the stairs after tripping over his cat???

So, David and I spent tonight cleaning up all the broken glass in Apt. 3, washing blood from the window, the radiator cover, and the floor. Oh... and the blood that he managed to smear on the bathroom floor too. Then we taped up the bottom half of the window with plastic sheeting, as the weather is supposed to get really windy and rainy tomorrow. It's the Saturday before Xmas, so I essentially have only 3 working days to get those windows replaced before I meet with the two girls AT THE APARTMENT next Friday night to hand over the keys to them.

David said to me tonight... "What if you hadn't gone up to the apt. house today to do the shoveling?" If I hadn't, then my new tenants and I would've come upon all that on Friday night. And maybe the a-hole Tenant would've bled out by then too.

Gosh, I just love being a landlord. Just sit back and watch the money roll in.

[himynameisjan]

Karen-

Send Craig a PM, I'll bet he knows the answer. Breath deep and have a shot of tequila. I'm glad you're ok

[Kellyk]

I hope you or someone got LOTS of pictures.

What a mess. And what a pain to have to deal with.

[Nerak936]

Hey guys.... Thanks for letting me vent. Right after we got done cleaning up the bedroom mess, David took me to our favorite (well, it was when I lived at the apt. house) Mexican restaurant. I was (and still am) SO DISGUSTING!! Haven't showered today, still wearing the clothes I was all sweaty in earlier in the day when I shoveled off that freakin' roof, had my geeky-looking winter boots on and baggy jeans. David didn't care (God bless him). He marched me right into that bar, got me sitting "pretty" (NOT) on a bar stool, and made sure I had a blueberry margarita in my paw ASAP!! And then drove the 20 miles back to my place while I stressed and mumbled and fretted and even cried (a little bit) about everything that happened. He's my rock. My ROCK.