What should you do if a police officer comes to your house and asks for someone who doesn't live there anymore?

How long have you lived here? I told him. Do you know xxx? Never heard of him.

We had been living in our home about six months. I am working in the garage with the vehicle door open. I catch movement out of the corner of my eye. I make my tools safe and walk out to see what is going on. It is an Marshall who displays his badge and asks if I am xxx. “No” and gave him my name.

As I stepped toward the shed I realize that there are two more Marshalls. We walked around back and I entered my PIN on the keypad lock and we entered. 50F outside and inside was a comfortable 67F. He takes a tour and remarks that it is a huge improvement over what was there before. “What did this guy do.” “Minor drug dealer, non-violent, skipped parole.”

What do you think of the 2 female 18 and 19 year-old German tourists, detained in Honolulu, strip-searched, put in green jumpsuits, placed in a holding cell and the next day deported, for the terrible crime of not pre-booking a hotel for their trip?

As we left the shed, there are three more Marshalls in the pasture behind us. Six people total to pick up a parole violator? Never heard from them again.

“We had information that he was living in the outbuilding in the back. This house used to belong to his grandmother.” I had remodeled that “shed” in back so it was insulated, air conditioned and had my scroll saw studio, lathe station, a work bench, layout table and 8 x 10 isolated finishing room. I offered to take him back and show him the shed.