Posing as a buyer to recover my ex-gf’s stolen laptop from when our flat was burgled. The sellers were a family and one of them was a clear drug addict, and they kept a huge dog in a cage in the middle of their apartment.
Fortunately they were stupid and I got all the evidence needed, and the police did raid them and recover our stuff (and many other peoples’ from other burglaries, and also tens of thousands of pounds worth of drugs).
But that feeling of being scared they’d recognise me somehow once i was inside their flat, and looking at the laptop trying to get the serial number, etc. and hiding my shaking hands - all with a huge dog in a cage a few feet away - was crazy.
Posing as a buyer to recover my ex-gf’s stolen laptop from when our flat was burgled. The sellers were a family and one of them was a clear drug addict, and they kept a huge dog in a cage in the middle of their apartment.
Fortunately they were stupid and I got all the evidence needed, and the police did raid them and recover our stuff (and many other peoples’ from other burglaries, and also tens of thousands of pounds worth of drugs).
But that feeling of being scared they’d recognise me somehow once i was inside their flat, and looking at the laptop trying to get the serial number, etc. and hiding my shaking hands - all with a huge dog in a cage a few feet away - was crazy.