Exactly. He looked at lawrence front door, nothing seemed amiss. Out front a Garbage Truck lumbered up but was unable to empty the Trash Bins. The truck moved on. By then the lieutenant was in the apartment looking around. It looked like somebody walked out and shut the door. Puzzling, the day was hot already. When i started coming down the stairs here that is when the wind hits you in the face and you can smell something. A foul water. A recognizable odor. That was a smell the lieutenant was too familiar with. He followed his nose to one of the Trash Bins outside of the apartment. We opened it and looked in