My GF is the Assistant Propery Manager at FdL. Here's the email she sent me at like 3pm:
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So 8 or 9 cops come in here and there's so many that I drive over to see what's going on (no ambulance or fire trucks) and I end up in the middle of guns drawn... huge rifles and all kinds of craziness! I knew this was a bad day. I ran the hell outta there as they surrounded the building. I wonder if it has anything to do with that sniper shooting downtown a few hours ago that left a judge shot four times... yeesh... I'll be hearing about this forever...
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I talked to her about 30 minutes later, and she said she was at home eating lunch but was planning on heading back. As of 5pm she didn't answer her phone, so I'm assuming she's still dealing w/ the BS. In addition, when I drove past there a little after 5pm, there was an NBC satalite truck setting up, so I'm sure this'll be on the news.
Ironically, the 1st thing I heard about this was from qksubi's wife who called my cell phone 'cause she heard there was shit going down at FdL on her police scanner. She told me the cops had found a body in one of the garages at FdL, so this Mack guy probably capped someone else, assuming he's really the sniper. 'Course my GF told me she knows that guy, and he's some sort of ex-special forces soldier, so it seems a little more than coincidental.