The  phone rang as I was sitting down to my evening meal, and as I 
answered it, I was greeted  with, "Is this Karl Brummer?" Not sounding 
anything like my name, I asked,  "Who is calling?"  The telemarketer 
said  he was with The Rubber Band Powered Freezer Company or something 
like  that. Then I asked him if he knew Karl personally and why was he 
calling this number. I then  said, (off to the side), "Get some pictures 
of  the body at various angles and samples from those blood smears." I 
then  turned back to the phone and advised the caller that he had 
entered a murder scene and must  stay on the line because we had already 
traced this call, and he would  be receiving a summons to testify. I 
questioned the caller at great  length as to his name, address, phone 
number at home, at work, who he  worked for, how he knew the dead guy 
and  could he prove where he had been about one hour before he made  this 
call. The telemarketer was  getting very concerned and his answers were 
given i n a shaky voice. I then  told him we had located his position 
and  two uniformed police officers were entering the building to escort 
him  in for questioning. At that point I heard the phone fall and 
scurrying sounds as he ran  away.  My wife asked me as I returned to our 
table why I had tears streaming  down my face and so help me, I couldn't 
tell  her for about fifteen minutes. My meal was cold, but it was the 
best  meal in a long, long  time.