During the third week of March, Hick was home relaxing on a Thursday evening, having just finished his supper in his recliner. He got a phone call from Half Owner of the QuickFlip, the local one. Half Owner had just gotten a phone call from a lady he knew, who lives across from the QuickFlip house. She said there was a naked man standing on the QuickFlip front porch, and the police were there. She went out and listened. Naked man told the police it was HIS house, and that he'd locked himself out!
Hick immediately took off for QuickFlip, to keep police from letting that guy into the house. It's a 20-minute drive in the best of traffic. Once somebody gets into your house, it can take six months or more of legal battles to get them evicted. Hick called the police on the way, saying he wanted to file a report. [CHIME CHIME CHIME! That's Val's BS Meter shouting a warning. How can you file a report of trespassing or vandalism on a property you don't own???]
The police person on the phone told Hick that they'd already taken Nudie to the county jail. They didn't want to go back to the house. Hick insisted. A Girl Cop showed up. Said that since Nudie was already in jail, she didn't see the point of filing a report from Hick. Hick said he wanted a record of property damages. [We'll get to that part later.]
Girl Cop said Nudie had told them it was HIS house. So Hick couldn't file for damages. She radioed in when Hick complained. The officer on the phone asked if Hick had a key. YES! So they sent another cop. Cop 2 questioned Hick's claim that Nudie broke into the house.
"You can see where he BROKE THE DOORKNOB off the back door! The broken bricks he used are laying right there! And he knocked everything off the shelves in the laundry room. He couldn't open the door into the rest of the house, because I have it screwed shut, with a cabinet leaned against it."
"That guy couldn't have done this. He was sick. He couldn't walk to the car without me holding him up."
"I was here at 9:30 this morning, working on this house, and it was not in this condition when I left. I want him arrested for damages. Not for being nude on the porch."
After a bit more of denying the break-in, Cop 2 gave Hick papers to fill out and bring by the police station.
"He said he just stepped out on the front porch to get his water, and the door closed and locked him out."
"Them three jugs are what I filled up and brought here to flush the toilet while I work. The water isn't turned on. The electric's in MY NAME."
Hick said both cops were young, about The Pony's age. They didn't want to do anything for Hick, seeming to believe Nudie's story. [Funny how they didn't believe the guy with the key, but took a sick naked man's word as truth. I guess that's why they're cops, not judges.]
Hick estimated the damages and replacement door at enough to be a felony. The Prospective Buyer, when informed, said, "Let's not tell Mom this." She also asked for Hick to put a new steel door on the front of the house, for which she would pay, along with Hick's labor.
Hick wondered if maybe Nudie had drank water out of those three jugs. They were tossed off the porch into the yard, their caps off, leaking water. They were POOL CHEMICAL jugs he had on hand from treating POOLIO. Granted, he'd used them to tote toilet water several times, starting with the Flip House. So maybe they were rinsed enough. But I sure wouldn't drink out of them.
That's the last we've heard so far about the incident. By the time anything develops, we or Prospective Buyer will be the legal owner. Not sure what that would do to Hick's police report. It's not like he expected to get any compensation from Nudie. Only to keep him off the porch until we sell the property. If that means Nudie has to stay in the county jail, then so be it. He's better off there than naked on a front porch swilling pool chemicals.