Goose was torn. Anna was obviously in some sort of distress yet he had to go now to deal with the mess at her old house. He stood in the doorway for several moments and then sighed. Turning away, he quietly closed the door and went down the stairs. Conda was playing with a deck of cards in the entry way, keeping an eye on both staircases. They both had cell phones in case of trouble so he hopped into the Escalade and drove half the gang to Anna's old house. The rest followed in a Ford F250. It took them four hours to get the good stuff out of the house and into the Escalade. It was tedious work but they managed to get what they thought was trash into bags and into the F250. With the both cars loaded up, the gang returned to the headquarters. Goose worried about what he would find. Conda hadn't called but that didn't always mean things were going well. When they got back home, he told the gang to haul all the trash downstairs so Mouse could have something to do.