Oh, crikey!
When we lived in Tucson, my Real Brother and his wife came to visit, and they got a phone call while they were at our apartment.
It seems their neighbor through the back yard had a son (17) who was friends with their three sons, and he was arrested for taking part in a double murder a few days before. It’s pretty scary when it hits that close to home.
I just got a call from the pain clinic. I have to change my appointment from next Monday to Tuesday because the doc I had been seeing “is no longer with us.” I hate when that happens.
At least nobody died in this case.