Worst Nightmare: The Home Invasion That Lasted 3 Months

I can’t tell you where I got this story, but I have confirmed that every bit of it is true. It might sound like a plot for a novel or the start of a Hollywood screenplay, but it’s not. It’s real. It is the story of a home invasion that lasted almost three months. Here goes:

Marty (not his real name) was a struggling government worker striving to gain certification for a certain type of job. He was working temporarily at his state job while training and studying for this certificate. This took up a lot of time including a couple nights a week for special classes.

Marty’s wife also worked, and the parents had a 16-year-old teenage boy at home.

Soon, the boy, George, befriended a guy he saw standing around on a nearby street corner most days. He was tall, bald, with a moustache, and covered with a variety of tattoos, including some that labeled him a Nazi. The guy said his name was Adam and he had long since separated from being a white supremacist, but that the huge tattoos would be hard to remove.

Adam didn’t have any place to sleep. He had just been released from youth-authority prison and had zero money and nowhere to go. George’s parents were away and wouldn’t be back until the next day. Adam stayed the night, sleeping on a sofa.

When Marty and his wife Louise returned, they were taken aback to see that Adam had stayed the night and that he planned on setting up a camp in the garage to stay for a few days. Louise didn’t seem to mind and Marty was too busy working 60-hour weeks and going to school to care.

Now Adam was a decent guy trying to make a comeback, but he had a weakness for beer and started buying it by the case. Or at least he said he bought it. He was actually stealing it in all manner of ways from stores, individuals and even burglarizing nearby homes.

While Marty and Louise were out, Adam made himself at home and recruited George to run errands for him. These errands simply were to deliver certain bags, pouches and boxfuls of stuff from one address to the next. George never knew what was in the carriers and never asked. Adam paid him $10 to $20 per trip, and George was pulling in some serious scratch. He was becoming quite the popular man on campus at his high school.

Now when Marty and Louise would arrive home, everything seemed great. The house was kept up well by Adam, and he was very polite, especially to Louise. Marty, though a little concerned about this house guest, let everything stay the way it was for a while.

During the workdays with parents gone and George in school, Adam would invite guests over – very strange-looking people not from the surrounding neighborhood. They would visit, perhaps have a drink or two, and run more “errands