I went out at about a quarter to four this afternoon to get to the bank and sort a few things out. At five, I get a phonecall from [livejournal.com profile] tigermoth saying she's got home and not only is the front door wide open, but all the lights are on.

On investigation, nothing appears to be missing, except Rob's rucksack and the PS2 (both of which were in his room). Still, we've phoned trhe police and are just waiting for the officers to arrive and go through the motions.
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From: [identity profile] akicif.livejournal.com


Thanks. It was mildly traumatic, but more in an upsetting way than in a shocking one. The only problem is that as the police are more or less sure it was an inside job, the general trust level in the house has dropped rather. I don't think Rob had anything to do with it himself, but it's not impossible that one of his friends who he'd lent the house keys to once could have copied them ([livejournal.com profile] gothtart has mentioned that Rob's friends would occasionally let themselves in when she was still living here and I was down South).
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