The phone rang as I was sitting down to my evening meal, and as I answered
it, I was greeted with, "Is this Karl Brummer?" -- not sounding anything
like my name, I asked who was calling.
The telemarketer said he was with 'The Rubber Band Powered Freezer
Company', or something like that. Then I asked him if he knew Karl
personally and why he was calling this number. I then said off to the
side, "Get some pictures of the body at various angles and the blood
smears." I then turned back to the phone and advised the caller that he
had connected with a murder scene and must stay on the line because we had
already traced the call and he would most likely be issued a summons to
testify in this murder case.
I questioned the caller at great length as to his name, address, phone
number at home and at work, who he worked for, how he knew the dead guy,
and could he prove where he had been about one hour before he made this
The telemarketer was getting very concerned, and his answers were given in
a shaky voice. I then told him that we had located his position and the
police would be entering the building to take him into custody for more
questioning. At that point, I heard the phone drop and the scurrying of
his running away.
My wife asked me, as I returned to the table, why I had tears streaming
down my face, and so help me, I couldn't tell her for about 15 minutes.
My meal was cold, but it was the best meal I had eaten in a long, long time.