this morning #1519.
this morning, i’d found it. actual evidence. hot damn. i still can’t believe that i did but, after an hour of poking around in the shed, there they were. a folder of documents. who keeps incriminating documents lying around their own house? my crazy nazi neighbor. that’s who. the very same nazi neighbor who, it turns out, is also a freakin’ gun runner. i tucked the folder up under my arm, shut the shed so that no one would know that i’d been inside & hurried back to my house to reach out to the reporter. when she hears what i’ve found, she’s going to flip her wig. i mean, this is bigger than the nazi part. right? might even have something to do with the fire. i gave her a call. left her a message. tried to wait patiently.