This case has my first comments, even though I have been viewing since Abby and Libby and had an account since Jayme Closs. This is because other than her adorable face catching my eye, I myself grew up in the city and lived my whole childhood in the projects (albeit larger and taller ones than TBV). My mother was very overprotective. At the time I hated it, but now it am grateful. Even my own overprotective mother couldn't keep me from seeing and experiencing creepy things. What I am getting at, is there is a false sense of security when you live in the projects. You think that "nobody is going to come in here taking a kid". And yes, that might be be true to an extent. The problem lies in the fact that the creeps don't need to "come in". They are usually already there and familiar. They know the back roads, the cut-throughs, or who's caregiver might be having a beer in another apartment. They are hanging out at their sisters, cousins, friends, etc apartment. Maybe they work there or are on-call maint with keys and parking passes (that white square in the window of the Toyota strikes me as a pass to park in that lot without getting towed). Its a perfect place to scope out who is vulnerable. When I go back to visit family, cannot believe how these young kids are allowed to roam! But I am super jaded and know how many of these creeps are around. Its horrible that this family had to find out in the worst way possible.