In 2007 my Aunt was killed during a robbery in her house. My Uncle was at work when it happened. For some reason I remembered that today. I also remember the cop that showed up. His name was Sergeant Brookshire. I remember him because he came in at an 11. He went at it like his own family had been killed. He came in with a shambling hate boner for the fuck wad that did it and I remember him telling my Uncle "Don't worry Mr Gary. We're going to find the summbich that did this and fry them"