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I am currently in my apartment, in Long Beach. That alone is more of an accomplishment than you think. You see I am inside a crime scene, blogging, just for you. I know, I’m a charmer. Sometime during my grueling afternoon of photo editing I missed 15+ squad cars, a fire truck and an ambulance pull in front of my complex. Police line tape was put up in 2 perimeters, the main perimeter being the alley to the south of my building, the other perimeter at either street south and north of my building. The alley leading to my garage and back gate also lies inside the first perimeter, which heads west all the way to the next block.

They let me out no problem, didn’t say a word to me, didn’t get my statement, didn’t tell me anything when I went to meet Kyle (who was not allowed in, and was told it would be an hour or so). So we went to grab some food, Alondra Wings, and it was delicious. Coca Cola with crunch ice makes you forget your street is on complete lock down. We headed back, a little over an hour later, walked up to an officer, and were informed that it “could be 10 hours”, “he can’t do anything”, and “the street is blocked of”. This guy was a genius, and a classic case of an officer of the law, who is paid to protect and serve the public (and paid by my tax dollars) treating the public with no respect at all. I asked if we could talk to his Sergeant, he made no effort to find out and told us “he was too busy”, and “all the officers on the scene were too busy doing their jobs to talk to”.

The intel we already had on the scene was that a body was found, and that it was possibly a baby in the alley. A tragic event completely, but we also thought it wasn’t too ridiculous for us to be allowed back into our house. So we set off to find a way in. We tried a chimney climb up to the roof, using a light next to the building, it was unsuccessful so we set off on foot so scope the perimeter. We hit the west perimeter first, Kyle had established a repertoire with these guys already and we tried to get a gauge on how long it would be that we would not be allowed in. These wonderful officers told us we should head to the south perimeter, as that was closer to the command center. Yes, there is a command center a few hundred feet from me right now. Choppers too, roaring overhead as I type.

At the south perimeter we found a uniformed officer and I flipped on the charm, the same charm I refused to show to attitude filled north perimeter guy, and stated that we “understood they have to investigate and understand everything, but it’s not that ridiculous that we be allowed into our home”. He told us that he was told simply “no one can come in”, and I pressed on asking if we could just speak to someone else. Well apparently “The Sarge” was fond of us, because once the officer actually got him, he told us we were all good to enter at the north perimeter and that he already called in to let them know we were allowed.

Upon reaching the north perimeter, we were apologized to, and walked in. We aren’t sure when we will be able to leave, but for now we are in.

UPDATE: Here is a news story on the investigation.

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