Many years ago I heard of a disabled little old lady who was an angel of death to burglars.
She lived in a 2nd floor apartment which had an emergency escape with a ladder. And for some reason, newly arrived transients would see that ladder and imagine burglarizing her as easy pickin’s, especially when they heard that she was bedridden.
Well, they would climb up her ladder, and enter the bathroom through its window. Then when they exited the bathroom they would be greeted with a hail of lead, to their detriment.
She kept a .38 on a nail next to her bed. And some nice police officer had wired the trigger for her so it had a very gentle pull.
After she had ventilated the burglar, she would call the police to send around a team to pick up his earthly remains. At the time I heard her story, she had killed five.
At the time I heard her story, she had killed five.