I'm not betting

While driving to work this morning someone from the sheriff SIU (narcotics) unit finally returned my call from last week. Super nice lady. She had been out sick and just got back today. She was floored to hear about how much traffic we have on our little private road. Her words: "No one should have to live with that". She took down a bunch of details from me so she can write a report and give it to her boss, a Sergeant, and said we will get working on this. 

I'm not much of a betting person, but we appear to now have the possibility we might hit the trifecta! Drugs gone, junkyard properties cleaned up, and the vacant/foreclosed house around the corner possibly finally being sold! Then DH popped one of my balloons when he said that during that 2 hour conversation he had with junkyard/slumlord neighbor a couple of weeks ago, he mentioned he'd love to buy that foreclosed house around the corner for a rental........OMFG!! (yes, that was a swear word!).  That is all we need. Let's just hope he's too busy (and broke) in the near future with cleaning up the 3 properties he currently has, along with a drug bust, to buy that house. He will lose the rent his old guys that live on his property pay him, he would end up losing the rent from the drug dealers if and when they finally get busted.   He, himself, will have to live someplace, because there is nothing on his main property that can be lived in (once he gets cited by the county).  It's all going to be very interesting to see how it all shakes out.