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(i.e. the next-door neighbour Gem collector) 25 years ago, before I immigrated to the UK, I lived in East Tennessee. A beautiful piece of very rural property with mountain views and forest behind my home. Perfect place to raise my Arabian horses. I lived on 130 acres in the middle of nowhere. My closest neighbours were a half mile on either side. One November, I had to make the trip to Ohio for a wedding. Much to my surprise, when I returned home, yellow LE tape surrounded my home and property. A man had camped on my property for 4 days. He had been hired to terrorise a man who lived further up the mountain because he owed a substantial amount of drug money supposedly kept in a safe. He beat the poor man, drugged him, and handcuffed him so he couldn't escape. Over the next four days, he again terrorised him and broke both his arms because he wouldn't give the safe combo. There was no safe, money, or drugs! The man began yelling after the thief left and went back to his camp, and the neighbours heard him, found him, and called LE. When I returned home, I was interrogated relentlessly because I was out of town and even had to prove that I had attended a wedding in Ohio. It shook me to the core. The evil spawn who did this had the wrong person! My point is that it is likely the NG wasn't the person the perp wanted. Strange things happen! I hope this is ok to share. If not, I will gladly remove it! jmo
 
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I found a picture that partially shows the trunk area of the Range Rover.

Can anyone else make out what those items are in the back?

It looks to me like it could be a black backpack 👀 and some kind of container.

View attachment 647453

The only thing I can make out are the shoes on the left.
 
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We have long suspected that the suspect at the front door of Nancy Guthrie’s home on the day that she disappeared was wearing nitrile gloves layered over some other glove.
I think our porch guy may have been wearing nitrile bbq gloves that actually come with a cotton liner. This is an example of a pair that just happened to pop up on Amazon. There are several different brands.View attachment 647452
Ha, I had the same thought a while back.
I said I had watched bbq competitions on tv, and saw them wearing similar gloves as the masked porch guy.
Gmta 😉

 
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I think they are blocking the public from viewing them inspect the vehicle and from seeing inside the vehicle as well. I think they may have been also blocking any view of removal and transfer of item(s) from the car to a LE vehicle.

Possibly, but why not just tow it to the secure location to process it in a controlled lab setting? That's what they typically do. Why the rush to open it onsite? And then hide it under tarps before they did?

The only way I can see that they would open it that quickly is due to exigent circumstances. And there is really only one exigent circumstance in a kidnapping case. Which of course would explain the tarps but not explain that she is still missing.

JMO.
 
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All, just IMHO. To alleviate the effects of your depressing thoughts, let me please tell you more about him. He was known as “the poor man” before he became a felon. His previous life could be described thus:

He was so badly dressed that even a man accustomed to shabbiness would have been ashamed to be seen in the street in such rags. In that quarter of the town, however, scarcely any shortcoming in dress would have created surprise. Owing to the proximity of the Hay Market, the number of establishments of bad character, the preponderance of the trading and working class population crowded in these streets and alleys in the heart of Tucson, types so various were to be seen in the streets that no figure, however queer, would have caused surprise. But there was such accumulated bitterness and contempt in the young man's heart, that, in spite of all the fastidiousness of youth, he minded his rags least of all in the street. It was a different matter when he met with acquaintances or with former fellow students, whom, indeed, he disliked meeting at any time. And yet when a drunken man who, for some unknown reason, was being taken somewhere in a huge wagon dragged by a heavy dray horse, suddenly shouted at him as he drove past: "Hey there, growing minority hatter" bawling at the top of his voice and pointing at him--the young man stopped suddenly and clutched tremulously at his hat. It was a tall round hat from Zimmerman's, but completely worn out, rusty with age, all torn and bespattered, brimless and bent on one side in a most unseemly fashion. Not shame, however, but quite another feeling akin to terror had overtaken him.

Now that he has been apprehended and released by the news media attention seeking Sheriff, he is famous. He now speaks at paid interviews of his ordeal for fees. Let us wait and see if the fame will make him a better man.
 
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All, just IMHO. To alleviate the effects of your depressing thoughts, let me please tell you more about him. He was known as “the poor man” before he became a felon. His previous life could be described thus:

He was so badly dressed that even a man accustomed to shabbiness would have been ashamed to be seen in the street in such rags. In that quarter of the town, however, scarcely any shortcoming in dress would have created surprise. Owing to the proximity of the Hay Market, the number of establishments of bad character, the preponderance of the trading and working class population crowded in these streets and alleys in the heart of Tucson, types so various were to be seen in the streets that no figure, however queer, would have caused surprise. But there was such accumulated bitterness and contempt in the young man's heart, that, in spite of all the fastidiousness of youth, he minded his rags least of all in the street. It was a different matter when he met with acquaintances or with former fellow students, whom, indeed, he disliked meeting at any time. And yet when a drunken man who, for some unknown reason, was being taken somewhere in a huge wagon dragged by a heavy dray horse, suddenly shouted at him as he drove past: "Hey there, growing minority hatter" bawling at the top of his voice and pointing at him--the young man stopped suddenly and clutched tremulously at his hat. It was a tall round hat from Zimmerman's, but completely worn out, rusty with age, all torn and bespattered, brimless and bent on one side in a most unseemly fashion. Not shame, however, but quite another feeling akin to terror had overtaken him.

Now that he has been apprehended and released by the news media attention seeking Sheriff, he is famous. He now speaks at paid interviews of his ordeal for fees. Let us wait and see if the fame will make him a better man.
What does this mean?
 

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