Monday, October 27, 2008


Tonight when I went out late to walk the dog, I noticed a car driving down the street. I know all my neighbors, and this wasn't someone from our neighborhood. I didn't think much about it, and went on for the walk. When I came home about 25 minutes later, I noticed the same car driving down the street again. I watched them and saw the person pull up across the street from my house. They carefully backed up the car to park it in line with the curb. They turned off the motor and sat for a moment. I walked in to the house, but because I didn't know them, I went to my upstairs window to see what they were doing. I just had a sort of gut feeling that something wasn't quite right. As I looked out the window, I could see that they had started the car again, and had turned the car around facing the opposite direction, and were now parking directly in front my house. That was even more odd to me because they had already turned off the car the first time they parked. I watched, and saw a young black woman get out and walk towards the house next door. I noticed that a man was still sitting alone in the back seat of the car. I found it odd that he was sitting in the back seat, when she had been driving alone in the front seat. Most men don't prefer to be chauffered around. I had looked for license plates when I first saw the car, and didn't see any on either the front or the back.

I called my neighbor and told her that I was suspicious of this car. She suggested we take our two dogs out front and just check it out. We met up in her driveway and let our dogs start playing together. We sat and watched for about 15 minutes. We both walked past the car but weren't able to see any plates, so decided to call the non-emergency police number. They sent out two cars immediately. But the police were only here a few seconds when they turned around and got ready to leave. The young woman had just come back to the car and she drove away too. We were able to stop the police and ask them about those people. They said she was here visiting our neighbor, and that she had a temporary sticker on her car, while waiting for her license plates.

I felt a little bad because I didn't want them to think I was targeting them because they were black. It wasn't their color that made me suspicious, it was their actions, and the car with no plates. I happened to see the neighbor they went to visit, coming outside to put out his trash cans. I went over and explained that we had called the police because of the odd situation. I told him I didn't mean to run off his friends, but their actions had been suspicious. He said she was an old friend from high school, and that he had recently met up with her in a bar after not seeing her for a year. I told him that there was a man in the back seat of the car, and he seemed a little upset by that news.

My policeman neighbor was seeing some friends off about this same time. We went over to him and explained why the police cars had come. He said that another neighbor had made the comment the other day that something funny seemed to be going on at the house where the young black woman visited.

So now I"m wondering.....was that a drug deal? She wasn't there very long, maybe 20 minutes at the longest. If she came to visit, why such a short visit? Why was she concerned about where she parked her car? Why did the man stay in the back seat of the car while she went to visit my neighbor? Am I paranoid? I don't think I am, and my gut feelings tells me there was more to this story than meets the eye.


Dee Ice Hole said...

Will be easy to figure out---keep an eye out on the house and if lots of old friends show up with the same kinds of suspicious actions you are probably right---if they don't you are probably wrong.

Max said...

Hey D,

Well, what can I say? I would be suspicious myself, if I saw a car being manoeuvred the way it was being manoeuvred...and I am a mixed person.

Let me tell you a story: I lived in London a few years ago; and the first day I arrived in my neighbourhood (Kensington) I saw a black man trying to open a car door...I looked at it from my window and I started telling my mom to call the police for a black guy was trying to rob a car! My mom came to the window and recognised our neighbour...our kind artist neighbour...*nodding*!
Was I, who has a black mother, accusing that man because of his race? No, it was his odd demeanour!

So relax, darling! But keep an eye open: why was your neighbour so upset when you mentioned that there was a man in the back seat?


JJJ said...

Darn and i thought you didnt see me.. Ill have to be a bit more sneaky next time... yes next time....


Nene said...

Maybe drug deal. Trust your suspicions and watch that house.

Epitome of Sweetness said...

I don't think drug deals are as suspicious as people think they are probably just paranoid, and it would only take 3-5 minutes, not twenty. :)

Epitome of Sweetness said...

Now prostitution...
That could have been her pimp in the back.