The guy did what he felt was right for his situation, and at least for now it looks like he made a good decision.
Personally, even if you find gear in my crib...with my prints all over it...it's not mine!
DEA: Who's is it then?
Me: Got me.
DEA: Where'd it come from?
Me: Must have been left by the last owner, like the Raid under the vanity, and the Eposom Salt in the cabinet.
DEA: You're taking a ride.
ME: Let me get my coat, and will I be back in time for work tomorrow, if not let me call in now and use some vacation time.
