Anna Marie thought the police should have paid more attention to a strange incident that occurred the day before. She had been upstairs cleaning when she heard yelling across the street. Through her window, she could see two men outside Anthony’s house. One was long-necked and wiry, with a hairline in deep retreat and small, coal-like eyes. He held a metal pipe. The other was bald, bearded and burly. She yelled down, threatening to call the police. The wiry man walked into the street and looked up at her. “Do you know who I am?” he said. Anna Marie had never laid eyes on him. Before the exchange went much further, the men got into a car and drove away.