Most of my family and friends know about the incidents I've gone through, my husband too. Four of them involved different men (one per store location) coming in on me while alone; three times within two minutes of my husband leaving. I have dozens of attempted break-ins and actual break-ins, a raid, stolen signs and the eyes off the replacement sign, a 450 pound cement wolf, thefts, odd letters and worse. I'm not even counting the shoplifters.
To get a better understanding on how to learn from what's happened, I took this course so I can improve my chances and outcome for the next incident. I would like to believe there won't be one. I've had over nine incidents, just at my newest location in just over a year. It's not going to get better. I will be be better and stronger and hopefully wiser.
True Crime Photo
One of my previous stores, guy showed up and was going through the mail box, first photo, then he checks the door view inside. It was around -40 degrees and it was around 2 AM, other details are in evidence file.
True Crime Photo: © 2020 Lisa Loucks-Christenson
This man came in minutes after my husband left. My husband actually had to wait for him to cross the parking lot so he could leave the lot. He had to wait for the man who would cause the incident with me. I was working on paperwork when I hear a rock hit the window a foot from me. A few seconds later, I saw a man's shadow, then the thud of his body slam into my second window. I hit my alarm.
I believed he was trying to see if the alarm would go off. Then he came in. He had put his bike against my back door so I couldn't get out that way. I got him out of the store for about a minute. I had no time to get the key to lock the front door to keep him out. He came back in with rage in his eyes and wanted to know if anyone else was inside. He wanted to get in my back area (my recording studio was in back, and the back door, storage, and a bathroom). I had already set my panic alarm, and alarm. He came at me and was a whisker away from my mouth trying to push through me and the door. I stood my ground. I had to, I'd seen his right hand on something behind his back when he re-entered, angry. His eyes were now dark. If I gave him a centimeter, he was going to take me down.