Adventure Pt 7 Conclusion- Al Voss (Post from Scott)

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The 1st full day home I contacted the credit card companies. The charges were from multiple vendors including Amazon.

Items charged on the Chromebook: 2 laptops, assorted electronics, video games, DVDs and CDs, women's clothing, jewelry, household cleaners, household items.

Fraud could not be claimed due to my IP address. I did acquire new credit card numbers. All products were delivered to my home address.

While in the psyche ward, 2 calls were made to the hospital looking for me as the caller said I hadn't been heard from recently and didn't seem to be home.

I can guarantee I could be dead and there is no one in my state that would know if I were missing. A friend in Wisconsin and 1 in Ca. may wonder what ever happened to me but I'd be forgotten soon.

That's the value of my lifestyle, no drama for anyone, just memories. The way I prefer.

The hospital operator neither confirmed nor denied my presence. Nicely, the caller ID was recorded.

Unfortunately, that's not enough for the police to investigate. But I knew the name.

Luis was a shooting buddy. We'd known each other 11 years. I had meals at his home many times.

After my wife and I separated, his wife, Janet, would often send Luis to my house with meals when she had cooked too much. Janet was a wonderful lady.

Luis was with me when I bought the gun vault and helped me affix the vault in my den. At that point I'd known him 5 years.

Due to my wife's threats to kill me while I was sleeping, Luis had the emergency key to the vault. For the same reason, he had a key to my house.

Slowly, after Karen left, Luis became too intrusive to my life. Boundaries were being ignored or broken. I warned him that I'm not one to share feelings, trouble or private matters.

Finally, I ended the relationship and he returned my house key. I'd forgotten the vault key.

Then I had a stroke. After a few days in the hospital I took a cab home. By way of explanation, I knew I was stroking but didn't want medical intervention. Too much hassle and I didn't want to survive as a vegetable.

I love veggies, but I don't want to be one.

Later, (?) I regained conciousness. I was on the floor.

I had cognition and limited mobility. I took a shower, dressed and put my wallet in my pocket, called 911 and locked the door behind me.

I spent 2 days in the hospital and signed myself out not wanting further treatment.

I don't like meds. I don't care about longevity.

I'd been home about 8 days before SWAT.

My cell showed multiple missed calls from Luis. I blocked his number.

I could not prove wrongdoing. Only circumstantial evidence, not enough for an investigation or a search warrant.

Revenge? I have better things to do.

Was it worth beating his ass and going to jail for aggravated assault or attempted murder?

Hell no!

Was it worth murder? No.