Deeper into the two acre lot the storage building was located.That building had been renovated into a Tiny studio apartment.The House was in the condi...ion previously described by Deputy Sykes. The roof had collapsed and the walls had crumbled. Since the house was occupied the ashes were typical. Things like the stove and refrigerator were lying there visible among the ruins of the kitchen cabinets. Dishes we covered in smoke residue but for the most part intact."Before you Bulldoze the remains. Tom was there in handcuffs also, a mere shell of the man he had been when a captain in the police department. He had been arrested at a bar in the seedy section of town. The three of them spent the night behind bars. Bill and Vincent were with their counsels at the arraignment. Tom was without a lawyer. When the charges were read and the judge asked how they pled, Bill and Vincent answered not guilty. Tom mumbled, "Guilty, I guess."The judge's head snapped up. "You can't do that. Where is this. As you drive away, you both mutter, "can't see game, my ass," you with a frown of consternation and her with a vindictive grin.Got a problem with burglars? Let just one of them bad guys get close to her baby and you're calling the morgue for a pick up. Gentler sex my ass. Timid? not MY wife.We were living in northern Wyoming, when the sheriff came out to the house to check on another gun shot report in the middle of the night. The first thing he did was blip the siren at the gate so she'd know. My body shook with anger and I felt blood rush to my face. My teeth clamped and my fists clenched. I was going to be strong. But just then, as if someone had flipped a switch, I went limp. All the fight left my body when I noticed the bloodstain on the carpet. I winced, and my hand rubbed my still tender ribs. My body trembled and I again couldn't breathe. But this time it was fright. I remembered the pain I thought would never end. I couldn't endure that again -- I just couldn't. Anything was.